"Are you sure about this?" Wren asked as she made her way trough the rainforest after Sky, Leaf and Ivy in pursuit.

"Of course I am," replied Sky, "Scavengers are great, and what better way to show that off to the world than to give other dragons an example of what they're good at."

"It's just, from my experience, not all dragons are as open minded as you. Many of them would seek to eat us without a moments hesitation."

"Why do you think I brought you here?" Sky asked as they stepped into a clearing, dragons of all colors fluttering above in the canopy.

LATER

"Let me get this straight," Queen Glory of the RainWings stared, "You came here so you could open up a resort where dragons get their bellies rubbed by scavengers."

"Exactly. Sort of like a spa day," Sky piped up.

"And why would any dragon want that?"

Sky thought for a moment. "Well, scavengers give the best of belly rubs, and Rainforest Dragons - I mean RainWings - love to relax (and cute and cuddly things which scavengers (and snails) so are), so win-win."

Glory looked over at the sloth on her shoulder, then looked back at Sky. "Well I'm not going stop you, but I'm not sure what kind of dragon is going to want a belly rub from a scavenger."

"Ooh, I want a belly rub!" Kinkajou shouted, overhearing.

Glory turned to her bodyguard who was watching Wren with narrowed eyes. Wren glared back. What's up with that?

"Deathbringer," Glory spoke up, startling her bodyguard to attention, "I want you to test out this new kind of therapy treatment for me, will you?"

"What?" Deathbringer's eyes went wide.

Amusement filled Glory's face. "Unless you are too skittish around scavengers."

Deathbringer took a quick glance at Wren, then back at Glory.

"Uh no, no problem, I shall try it out for you my majesty."

"Good, now proceed with your business." Glory said to Sky, stepping away.

"Right this way sir," Sky said, leading Deathbringer away, "You won't regret this."