Barf and Belch

The trees around the river tremble, and a loud argument echoes through the clearing. Two distinct growls, overlapping, bickering. The two heads clashed heads, crashing through the bushes, a two-headed dragon stumbles into view, each head glaring at the other. Barf and Belch, the Hideous Zippleback, looks at you, and stop squabbling just long enough to sniff you. One head gives a playful snort; the other licks your sleeve. You’re officially caught in their never-ending sibling rivalry.