â€œNo, I do not favor them,â€ Borial watched Nathan frightened for his condition, â€œMy brother, I do not care what you have said, I have eyes that can see in the darkest of night, so I can see exactly what you are telling me is a load of horse fecal!â€ the young drake stated with a growl. And with that, Borial had bucked his head beneath his friend as he slid down his neck along the flexible neck ridges of his crest. His old scales were dying in color to a charcoal color as the new obsidian black ones pushed their way through.<br/><br/>Answering his previous question about his old falling off scales he shrugged, â€œIf you wish to use them then I see now problem, just leave me my new onesâ€ he chuckled. Borial realized that Nathanâ€™s Draconic was flowing much better than when he had first met him and smirked as the silver dust made his skin itch slightly. He followed the manâ€™s directions as they headed deeper into the Vampireâ€™s territory.