Cersie didn't want to remain underestimated. Untried. He wanted the other to fear him, but he didn't get that. He didn't get that reaction at all. However, he would settle for the awe and respect he saw in the elder's eyes. He supposed not much would terrify the other. Cersie had no reason to attack or harm him, and even so it would probably prove futile when they were in Iseulith's realm. Surrounded by his magic. It certainly didn't help that his blood curled powerfully within the elemental's veins. When Iseulith approached, he bared his fangs in a warning snarl. Yet still the other approached. Cersie didn't bite him in half like something inside him warned him to.<br/><br/>Instead he blew out a huff of cold air, ruffling the other's hair as the vampire so boldly placed his hands upon his muzzle. Iseulith spoke the truth. He had deceived him a little, but over all...He hunkered down in the air and gazed at him. Once more he spoke in a language he didn't grasp, but it sounded like a compliment. Cersie didn't want to change back immediately, and he lowered his head more, neck extending.<i>You're impeccably blunt, </i>he replied with another chuff-like snort. Sure, he had hoped he would be feared by the other, but the amount of respect he sensed from the elder would definitely suffice. Besides, if they were going to work together, did he really want the other to fear him?<br/><br/>Cersie was wild, unpredictable, and sure, he acted on impulse, but didn't the wind behave just the same? He was the embodiment of such a wild element, and Iseulith had<i>yet </i>to tame him. Perhaps he would, in time, but perhaps he never would. There was no telling. He still didn't quite understand why Iseulith was so willing to move them to another, more open habitat.<i>You don't have to move your home, </i>he finally uttered, unwilling to shift back. In truth, such a change took a lot out of him, and he was tired. The wind, more than his wings, kept them both afloat, surrounded by stars and emptiness. It was oddly peaceful. But he wondered if it was just something material, something that meant very little to the ancient.<br/><br/>He supposed very little mattered to the vampire after so long.<i>What did you say in draconic? </i>he asked, snuffling along the vampire's arm like a big, lazy cat. Though he was anything of the sort. He was mulling over what Iseulith had said.<br/><br/>No, he hadn't earned this great power. He had been born into it. Compared to the other he was still so young and untried. He'd never had a mentor, someone to teach him. Not really. His Mother had laid down the laws and that was it. Restrained. Cersie was really so easy to trust in others. He'd let humans fuck him. He'd let himself be drugged countless times so he could escape the lack of freedom. He wanted to be free. He wasn't meant to be controlled. Not even by Father Universe or Mother Nature. His eyes searched Iseulith's for a countless moment, before the wind coiled about him once more. It was extremely draining to remain in this form, and after being drained of blood and the trying evening as a whole, he didn't remain there for very long.<br/><br/>It had really been to just prove a point, that he wasn't some treasure, some trophy to parade around in victory. He wasn't a pet, a toy. He wanted to be seen as a free spirit, an equal. The wind stripped the feathers and scale from his body, for the most part. Though he hid it well, the exertion was clear in his eyes as he stood before the vampire. He swayed a bit, though the wind stayed strong in keeping them both aloft. The wind was his one truest, most loyal friend. "You speak the truth," he mumbled, rubbing the back of his head with a yawn. He was still naked and didn't seem to care at all. "If there was a way to avoid my mother's wrath, I would reshape the world. That's..." he hesitated.<br/><br/>The hesitation was a long, drawn out moment before he dropped the subject. No. He didn't want to relay the source of his addiction, though he was pretty sure that Iseulith would guess pretty easily. Cersie yawned again. "Pretty, huh?" he said instead, giving him a sly wink.