Qibli's PoV
Qibli was helping set up for the Full Moon Festival, actually having fun for once, not having to hide from anybody. Dragons were now convinced that he had not been in league with the "traitor Nightwing". But the bad thing was, everyone thought so because Moonwatcher had not been seen in four months, and had been assumed dead.
Qibli's throat tightened, and he put his streamer on a lamppost with unusual vehemence. Moon couldn't be dead. No. He had seen her fight, and she was smart enough to evade anyone. She even had most of the Winglet to protect her.
But still, Qibli couldn't shake off the sunken feeling that he would never see Moon again.
Flying down from the lamppost he was decorating, he looked at the sky. It was almost dinnertime, and he was hungry. Volunteers got free lunch from the Volunteer Center, provided they could catch it.
Arriving at the Volunteer Center, Qibli was greeted by a frantic SandWing with a clipboard, "Qibli, you have to help! Someone's elephant has gone on rampage and no one can catch animals like you do!"
"What?" Qibli yelled at the SandWing as he flew through the crowded Center, "Why would someone bring an elephant here? Are they trying to sabotage the festival?" But the clipboard dragon had already rushed to a different spot, going to bother someone else.
Rushing towards the rampaging elephant, Qibli yelled, "Give him some space! He's just panicked!"
As the dragons immediately parted for him, Qibli again felt a sense of wonder at how much these dragons respected him.
When Qibli had come to Possibility, everyone, at least those who knew the doctor Qibli and his Winglet had went to, had recognized him as the dragon who was friends with the Nightwing. He had lived on the streets for awhile, even gotten attacked, but when fire had burnt down several homes, Qibli had been the one to start a committee to fight fires and rebuild burnt-down houses. Dragons had immediately recognized him as a leader, and he was now the most known and respected dragon in Possibility, besides the Mayor.
The elephant trumpeted, and Qibli snapped back to the present. He called for a rope, and grabbed one of the immediately proffered ones. He quickly made a loop, and laid it directly in the elephant's path. After a couple tries, the elephant stepped into it, and Qibli tightened the coil, and the the elephant fell to the ground.
Qibli stepped in and quickly secured the rope on a sturdy pole, "Who's elephant is this?"
A wealthy-looking couple came up to him, "Oh thank you!" said the green SeaWing with emeralds in her scales, "I was so worried the my little Saku wold hurt himself!"
Qibli raised an eyebrow at the name, and the lady's husband, a deep blue SeaWing, moved in protectively, muscles tensing. They must be newlyweds. Qibli's eyes flicked over their attire, and he gave a courtly bow, "And who might you be?" No one with that type of air and regality could possibly be a common dragon. Seeing as they were SeaWings, the husband was probably one of Turtle's brothers.
The male SeaWing stuck out his talons, still tense, "Prince Blue of the SeaWings, eldest son of Queen Coral, and this is my wife, Aquamarine. It is a pleasure to meet you."
Qibli rose and shook the Blue's talons heartily. He always loved being right, "Very nice to meet you as well. I do believe I know one of your brothers." he said cheerfully.
Blue relaxed, and he smiled, "Really? Which one?"
"Turtle."
Blue laughed, "Good ole' Turtle! You from Jade Mountain, then? Is Turtle as lazy as ever?"
Qibli nodded, and Blue laughed again, "I must thank you for stopping Saku. He has already given me quite a bill to pay. My wife chooses the strangest pets."
Aquamarine punched him gently in the arm, "Says the one who got himself an electric eel." she smiled at Qibli, "We must be going now. Thank you again!" she called as he dragged Blue away, taking the elephant with her.
Qibli shook his head and returned to attempting to catch his lunch.
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Qibli wove in between dragons, headed towards the food stand. He had fried crocodile tails in one talon, and salted nuts in the other, so he wasn't really looking for food. He was just looking for a way to escape from all the single dragons from whisking him into a dance.
Not that he didn't like dancing, but all the twirling disagreed with his stomach, especially when one of the less attractive dragons tried to flirt with him.
At the food stand, Qibli saw Mayor Snake, laughing with her friends. Snake turned towards him, "Hey Qibli, how you like to be the honored guest in my wedding?" she brought out her talons, which she had been hiding under the table. A diamond sparkled blithely on her claw.
Qibli's snout crinkled into a smile, "Congratulations! Is it Lichen? Where is he?"
Snake nodded, then motioned to a small MudWing gorging herself at the stand, "Musk, please go get my fiancé for me."
As the MudWing scampered off, Snake turned back to Qibli, "So will you be the honored guest?" she asked.
"Of course!" Qibli exclaimed, "Have you decided on a date yet?"
"It's in two months, on the full moon festival." Lichen said as he came up.
"Hello, dearie." Snake pecked him on the cheek, and Lichen ducked his head in embarrassment.
"Where is the wedding going to be?" Qibli asked, hoping it would still be in Possibility.
"Oh, it's going to be by the bank of the river," Snake said, pointing to the said river a few tail-lengths away, "do you see that big willow tree? That where it's going to be."
"Good choice."
"Well, we're goin' to go dance. Wanna come?" Mayor Snake asked.
"Na, I'm good. I just came from there." Qibli gave a shiver of mock fear, and Snake wrinkled her nose in sympathy.
"See ya!"
"See ya." Qibli returned to trying to look as inconspicuous as he could to avoid getting on the dance floor again.
But as he was getting his third cup of pineapple juice, Qibli saw a previous dancing partner sidle up to the food table. This particular parter had stepped on his toes quite a lot, so Qibli left quickly, almost upsetting his cup in his haste to get away.
Qibli his around a corner, took a deep breath, and started forward, only to almost bump into an IceWing.
"You imbeci—" the IceWing cut himself off, "Qibli?"
Qibli's face brightened, "Winter!" he dug his shoulder into the IceWing's, "Where were you all this time?"
Winter nodded to the red figure at his side, "I was with her."
Qibli nodded to her in greeting, "And who might you be?" he gave Winter and Moon a look to let them know he knew exactly who he was talking to.
"Uhhh..." Winter trailed off.
"Qibli!" Mayor Snake ran up to him, "Lichen got sick and went home. Can you be my parter?" she stopped when she noticed Winter and Moon, "Oh, hello. Do you guys know Qibli?"
"Yes, indeed they do. Well, I know Winter, and I was just asking who his parter was."
"Her name is...Redface." Winter said.
"Yeah, my parents weren't very creative when they named me." Moon said with a pointed look at Winter, "You can call me Red." Moon said, turning to Snake and shaking her talons, "How do you know Qibli?"
"Well, I'm Snake, mayor of Possibility." Snake said smiling, "Your friend here is an outstanding leader. He organized Possibility's fire department, and he's now Possibility's most respected dragon. Everyone knows him."
"Oh!" Moon cried, smiling at Qibli, "Good for him!"
"Are you a hybrid?" Snake asked, changing the subject, admiring Moon's reddened scales.
"What gave it away?" Moon laughed, and Qibli was impressed at how good an actor she was, "Yeah, my mom is a SkyWing and my dad is a NightWing."
"That is so cool!" cried Snake, "Do you fly really fast?"
"No, the only thing that seems to set me apart from other NightWings is my color. I don't have any special abilities or anything." Moon glanced a Snake, worry crossing her face, "You dragons accept hybrids, right?"
"Of course!" Snake said reassuringly, "I just got engaged to a MudWing, and of course I want my dragonets to be accepted here." she shyly showed Moon her ring.
Moon ooh'ed over the ring, and as she and Snake got into a deep conversation about the wedding, and Qibli took Winter a few feet away to speak with him privately.
"You seriously didn't think up a name before you came here?" Qibli asked Winter incredulously.
"Well, we weren't really expecting this big of a crowd..." Winter said, looking around, "What's the occasion, anyways? Are you really the most respected dragon in Possibility?"
"It's the full moon festival, and yes, I am. Dragons finally recognized my natural awesomeness."
Winter rolled his eyes, and Snake came up to him again, "You never answered. Will you be my partner? They're starting a reel."
Qibli shrugged, "Sure, why not?" he turned to Winter and Moon, "Do you guys wanna dance?"
"I never danced before." Moon said, "But I'll watch you guys until I can get the gist of it."
"Winter?" Qibli asked, "I'm sure we could get a parter for you if you want."
"Nah, I'm good," Winter said, "I don't dance."
"Don't dance!" Snake cried, "Well, we'll have to fix that! Come with me." she said, pulling Winter along with her, "I know someone who'll love to dance with you."