Quote Witchety Grub:<br/>Draekin's eyes grew wide as the Mystic rose up before him, his body unconsciously adopting a submissive posture, tail and ears low, even as he snarled angrily at Kiitani's words. "Disgrace? That we have been reduced to such a state is the real Disgrace." he wined, his eyes darting like a caged animal.<br/><br/>"I return from patrol, having found only the broken and dying. One such pleaded with me to end his suffering, and I did what had to be done." As he speaks, Draekin raises his fore-limbs from the ground, his hands coming to rest almost wearily on his hips, his legs gathered beneath him as if ready to spring. Then he stands, slowly, half-turning from the Mystics gaze. "But as his life's-blood offends you so much..." he says, then wipes his face on the sleeve of his tattered furred cloak. "There. Perhaps now we can speak of other matters - such as the challenge?" and his eyes flash emerald at Kiitani.