"Fire?

"Mhm." He nodded softly. "Humans somehow found a way to harness fire." His gaze darkened. "Stupid little..." He muttered under his breath. He spread his wings. "I'm going to see if I can scare them away," A small smile spread across his face, "Shouldn't be hard, they aren't very intimidating."

Fae was still worried, does he not remember the elder who still has a hole in his wing from humans? Those tiny things are kinda intimidating, dad. 

As she watched her father fly down to where the humans were approaching, worry clawed at her stomach, she really hoped her father could scare them away.

Fae's father neared the humans, claws slashing toward them, growling and roaring. One human slashed at him with a large claw made of shiny stones, and he jumped back and let out another roar. Her father fluffed up and flared his wings, growling. The humans responded by waving their fire sticks and advancing. Fae's father backed away. He flew back up to the outlook and let out a sigh.

"Go warn the cave, I need to make sure they don't get any further." Fae's father told her. "Make sure they know that we might need to evacuate." Fae looked back up at him, worry clouding her gaze. 

She nodded slowly, then turned back to the entrance to the outlook and ran into the cave. Once inside, she climbed to a high rock ledge with a view of most of the cave. She scampered to the edge of the ledge and let out a loud warning cry, the kind only used in desperate emergencies. 

This turned several heads in her direction, making her shiver, she hated being the center of attention, but that wasn't important now. She quickly explained the situation, which some were confused about, but quickly realized the danger once she finished. This brought up several remarks.

"They have fire?"

"Wait what?"

"Humans? The tiny pinkish mammals?"

"How do we know you aren't lying?"

"It's too early for this."

"There isn't a back entrance, wouldn't the humans try to shoot us on our way out?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the last voice, the elder with the hole in his wing. He stared right at Fae, with his dark amber eyes piercing her with intensity. He continued.

"The humans can shoot us while we are in flight, I have wounds to prove that, and it sounds like its a big group, if a dragon can't scare them off." There were several murmurs of agreement. "And we have lived in this cave for centuries, long before humans were a danger, why should we leave?" He growled. More agreement. Fae shuffled nervously, her arm frills twitching. The older dragon didn't stop there.

 "And what about all the dragons that can't fly? Like wounded elders, newly hatched dragons, and you?" He hissed. Fae looked down at her frills, not wings, not fins, just there, useless and in the way. Fae didn't have a good answer for that.

"W-we could, uh, run? I guess.." She mumbled uncertinally. "Well, younger dragons can be carried, so um, do that?" She fumbled with her fur nervously. The other dragons remained unconvinced. 

Right then, Fae's father burst through the entrance, several scorch marks along his arms, and large bleeding scratches.

"Run!" He yelled, out of breath, "The humans! Sharp.. fire... run.."