<i>Idle threats</i>?  Who was he to make such claims?  To question her resolve with such confidence was somewhat arrogant, in her opinion.  Had it been someone else, it might also have been offensive.  However to Archane, it was merely amusing how he seemed to think he had already sized her up, when really, this hybrid of Dragons knew nothing about her.  He knew nothing of her people, nothing of her need to protect them, and nothing of the threat looming above each every man, woman, and child that walked among them at this very moment.  Archane would gladly give her life to protect those she loved, and would carry the burden of any lives she had to take in the process.  It was something she would prefer to avoid if possible, but if it had to be done, then she would not hesitate.  Quite honestly, the young Dragonkin didn’t expect to survive this, however that was something she had accepted before she had left her village.  She had made her peace with it and said her goodbyes.  She would protect her family, her people, and her country with her life.  And that was personal vow this beast of a man knew nothing about.<br/><br/>That was okay though.  Archane liked to keep people guessing, as it gave her a bit of an advantage over them.  Which is why her only response to his near scolding comment was a slight smirk that tugged at the corner of her lips, and the raise of a single dark, slender eyebrow.  She said nothing, merely staring at the back of his head as she kept step behind the taller half-breed.  Which was a bit of a challenge, since she was so much smaller than he was, however still managed with relative ease.  Unsure of how long it would take until he agreed to listen to her, Archane was in it for the long haul.  So it was a bit of surprise when he suddenly stopped, causing her to halt her footsteps as well.  He didn't turn around, didn't acknowledge her in any way, and even spoke in a harsh and annoyed tone, as if she was a gnat he was trying to shoo away.  However he did speak, and agreed to meet with her much sooner than she had expected, given the way things had been going up until that point.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">"I'll take it.  Thank you."</span>Committing the time and place to memory, Archane pulled the flaps of her black cloak tighter to her body as a harsh wind blew through the town.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">"Though I should warn you, if you are merely trying to get rid of me and do not show, I will simply find you again."</span>Her voice was level and firm with her warning, indicating she fully intended on carrying through with that threat.  She was serious, and that came through in every syllable that fell from her tongue.  Turning her back to him, Archane cast her eyes up towards the sky, watching the grey clouds roll in towards the town.  Thunder rumbled low through those thick wisps of smoke, deep as it called out towards the people below to take shelter, as soon the dark sky would flash with lightning and the ground would shake as the thunderstorm passed overhead.  The smell of rain was already in the air, causing little tingles to erupt along the surface of her skin.  Archane loved the rain, loved the raw power of storms and the light show nature put on so perfectly just for them.  It was powerful, dangerous, beautiful, and perfect in every sense of the word.  At least to her it was, though she knew others that would run and hide from such uncontrolled might, afraid of how unpredictable mother nature could be.  No matter how much she loved it though, the young female Dragonkin knew she still needed to take shelter soon to find solace from the rain.  Getting soaked to the bone and winding up sick would not be a wise thing to do, as there were much more pressing matters that demanded her attention.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">"Sunset, then..."</span>Were her only parting words to the mysterious man as she walked away from him, pulling the hood of her ebony cloak over her long, pale-pink colored hair as she went in search of a warm place out of the rain.