Third Smile: [Action]
[There is a piteous mewling from above as a small white dragon limps through the air, his wings tattered and his once pure white coat dyed crimson in several places. He's desperately searching for help; the loud on with a gun, the small one who tries to eat him, and the tall one who smokes are nowhere to be found. Hakuryu is barely holding on, but he has to get help for his master and dearest friend. He cries out again, dipping dangerously to one side as his wings temporarily give out-- but he regains his balance, at least for the moment, and resumes his urgent quest.]