Hesper woke with a start, blinking the sunlight from his eyes as he startled up from the cold, stone ground.
"Where-" He mumbled, shaking the stiffness from his scales as he continued to blind hazily. Hesper's eyes scanned the small crevice sleepily for a moment before coming back to. The lightning, the fall, his wing.. speaking of, it was quite sore. He'd have to go find civilization- surely some sort of human settlement lived somewhere nearby, they'd set him right.
Knowing he'd get nothing done by sitting around in a tight crevice, Hesper shambled his way out onto the outcrop to glance around. Migratory birds flapped by overhead, singing to one another as they passed. Hesper's belly gave an upset rumble at the sight, causing him to drop his gaze to the first task at hand- food.
Hesper was quickly interrupted in his quest as he heard the sound of something (someone?) taking off, and he whipped his body around. Gliding past was none other than.. a wild dragon. Hesper gasps, tail curling defensively as he presses against the rock face, unsure if he'd been seen.

Nova landed on the ground with all four feet hitting the ground at the same time. Making a soft thud. She looked up at the mountain spotting a small cave. Maybe she'd check that out later.

She walked into the forest surounding the mountain range. He wings and neck held low.
She kept to the shadowy spaces. Thinking that she could find a place to wait and ambush some acorns.

Hesper wiated for a minute or two before gaining the courage to peak over the edge, finding stolace in the disappearance of the dragon that had flown by. In an attempt to soothe his bstuff cheeksing heart, Hesper held his body close to the rock face and trotted swiftly towards the vegetation, forcing himself to focus on food.
His heartbstuff cheeks, while thankfully slowing back down, continued to pulse in his ears as he carefully made his way through the undergrowth. I'll never find any acorns if they can hear my heartbstuff cheeks he thought to himself with a huff, then perked up as a large rustle was heard in the bushes. Eager to catch something, anything, Hesper crept slowly forward through the foliage..

A moose. Seemingly young, the powerhouse of a crstuff cheeksure stood idly, stripping lichen from a large gnarly tree. Hesper couldn't help but salvate- a good meal as any in a place like this.

Nova heard a rustle in the undergrowth. She peakered up from her crouched position. She stepped forwards around a tree, a moose! It was young. stuff cheeksing the lichen and moss from a tree. She was facing the side of the large animal.

she checked the trees for signs of wind. The air was still. If she could maybe sneak around so that the moose was facing away from her it would be perfect conditions for a kill.
Nova glanced to the brush where she would half to sneak through. The path was lined with thick plants and dry leaves. Not worth the risk.
Hidnest in the plants and shadows, Nova spread her wings halfway, getting ready to spring.