To kill A Mocking-Cleaning-Human Bird

"The knight said I was ugly. So I set him on fire!" He huffed.

"Just what a theif deserves." His companion shuffled his wings. Jewels fell from the top of his sholders. Coins clattered behind them. The dragons twisted and peered into darkness. A human with a feathered helmet and an armfull of gold froze.

"Human!"

"Theif!"

"I'm not a human-theif." He said. "Can't you see? I'm a bird!"

One dragon shrugged. "He has feathers."

The man nodded and his feathers bobbed. "The type of bird that cleans. This crown is rusty."

The dragons bobbed their heads. "All right then."