The little black ice dragon would blink and raise his head as the dragon he had settled on spoke. He didn't understand the words that the other dragons spoke, much like the way the polar bears and snow cats would snarl and growl to each other. Hopefully, he would be able to stick close to these larger dragons long enough for him to learn dragon speech, but for now it was all just noise and sound.<br/><br/>The arrival of the dragon swinging from the vine did peak his interest though, as he wasn't use to such foliage this far from his icy home. His ice colored eyes would glance between the female dragon's wings, wondering if this was a normal activity for dragons, he had certainly never tried it. Though he had seen many new things since his journey from the snow capped mountains. So why not give it a go? There wasn't any vines near by so instead, the female dragon's tail would work. Sheathing his claws, he would unhook himself from the safe place on the female's back, sliding his way over her spine until he slipped off of her haunches, sliding down her tail like one might a small waterfall than the strange dragon who had swung from the vines, still it was fun, and the little dragon climbed his way back to the top of the female's back just to slide down her tail again.