Winter: Aha! I am now a MudWing, with fireproof scales!

Winter: But, now I feel fat.

Umber: Harsh...

Winter: Anyway, can we go to the prey center. I'm suddenly hungry, and--

Peril: DID I HEAR FIREPROOF SCALES?

Winter: Shit! Peril!

Peril: How about a hug, huh?

Winter: Oh hell no! I am not hugging a psychopath.

Peril: Psychotic or not, I still give out great hugs!

Winter: No way! I'm going! *leaves*

Peril: Hmmm...

Later:

*in the prey center, Winter was eating a snack*

Peril: *sneaks up behind him Please let me hug you...

Winter: What the-- NO!

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*In the library*

Peril: I won't burn your homework, unless you give me a hug.

Winter: No, you--

Peril: *burns homework*

Winter: Fuck.

*Starflight sprints pass*

Starflight: I smell fire-- *smashes into bookshelf*

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*At night, Winter is curled in bed*

Winter: Finally, away from that crazy SkyWing...

*Winter closes his eyes, but suddenly felt something warm around him*

Peril: Told you I get that hug...

Winter: WHAT THE SHIT!

Qibli: WHAT'S WRONG?

Peril: AHHHHH!

Qibli: AHHHHH!

Winter: Both of you, shut the fuck up!