Listening to the new comer, Zoticus was amazed at the story told. He had never heard of a music dragon before but assumed it had come along sometime long after himself and his brother were last on this realm. The old dragon was impressed, as well as bewildered at the numerous species of dragon that had grown from the relatively small number he had once known. He briefly wondered if their were many pure breed dragons anymore or if they were all become some sort of sub-species.<br/><br/>As Tovar concluded, Zoticus watched the young dragon's expression change to a smile. He may not have much experience on this realm, or with other dragons in general, but he knew Tovar was still troubled and decided to keep an eye on him. Zoticus couldn't help but grin at Marrow's antics. The old light dragon also took note of the slowly setting sun and the lengthening shadows.<br/><br/>"Perhaps we should find someplace to spend the night." It would do them well to find someplace not quite so out in the open, particularly with the little ones.<br/><br/>-----x-----<br/><br/>Thanatos looked in the direction of the larger group. It was true they outnumbered them by war, but some were no bigger than hatchlings. As the sun set, elongating the shadows around them and adding a slight chill to the air, the dark dragon hissed. If they could pick away at the group until only the strongest were left, they may have an advantage. He knew how soft his brother could become and counted on that.<br/><br/>Turning, Thanatos noticed the disappearance of Lazarus Sun. He would know the island better than any of them and would be their best chance at tracking the others should they wander off. Moving in the direction the vampire dragon had last been seen, Thanatos searched for the dragon.<br/><br/>"Lazarus Sun! Where have you hidden yourself!?" The dark dragon bellowed.