"Is anyone else as confused as I am with the Draconian language speaking right now?" A voice said from the shadows around the teens. Slowly, a boy stepped out from the shadows, blending in well with the darkness as his clothes were black with small purple accents spread throughout the outfit, with a smirk on his face, but it slowly disappeared as he saw Darkfeather.<br/>"Azarathian..." Shadowstorm grunted, as he pushed his pink hair back out of his face. He never really had a problem with the species, but he knew whose parent this male was.