Standing there she'd notice Cyrus being confused and give a slight smile, her tail waving until she noticed Herald darting all over the place around her.  She hated it when she was examined like some sort of peculiar subject of study, her stares becoming glares and grumbles as the golden tailed creature appeared and disappeared a thousand times over with just as many words to be shared.  Feeling her arm held up she'd be too late to pull it away as he already completed what he needed from it, as too her tail, and her footing.  When at long last he disappeared back through the door she'd breath a sigh of relief, knowing these things well but always feeling a bit uncomfortable by them, or so until Herald returned with the weight scale.<br/><br/>Hearing his word repeated she'd step up onto it, looking down at the scale as it measured her out, her tail flicking around a bit only to give some pause to his series of words again.  As soon as he finished she'd dart off with hastes, rushing over to Cyrus' side and watching Herald with her tail wrapping around one of his legs.  She didn't feel all that comfortable with the fact that she was left unable to return to him till Herald was finished.  Though she couldn't remember if that was all there was to it or not...So all she could think to do was watch onward still...<br/><br/>___________________<br/><br/>Such a good girl she was going up to the scale, but what predictions he had could only fail, his paw coming up to rub gently of his chin, what was it she did he wondered as he gave himself his fox grin.<br/><br/>"Oh Wild Flower why is your weight so low? You know how dangerous not eating is really if you don't eat you know what'll happen I mean really now.  You've lost a tenth of your weight since our last visit-"<br/><br/>In a flash he was gone and with another returned, the box that was there now gone as others have learned.  Don't keep track with the eyes, your ears will fail you too for when it came to the speed of Herald, it was a dream you could only hope you could know.  Once returned he gave a bow and heard words of the old man, soon after pulling back his hood to reveal his fur all too grand.<br/><br/>"Ah terribly sorry dear friend, though I do not know you.  It has been such a long time since I was in an environment where names still held meaning, but either way it shall be offered.  I am Herald the Golden Tail of Green Pastures, also known as Herald De Green.  Though since I returned to the origin I simply go by the analyst number four nine two six five from west district.  Herald would be much preferred though, I do hate numbers as much as it seems to be a custom of our people of recent days....And it was a dragon you say?"<br/><br/>Herald gave a dumbstruck pause as his golden orb eyes stared, the bristling of his fur showing as each strand decided to flare.  Herald had his past with dragons sad as it may be, it was what turned him into an experiment and what took his wife and son you see.  Oh what pain he suffered at the hands of the dragon made of teeth, a thing that caused his blood to boil and the pain of his emotion to once more cause him to seethe.   But even so he was not a violent man in the end, in fact he was always a merchant till his people's new callings did they send.<br/><br/>"Terrible things those are...Terrible terrible things, but Wildflower injured by a dragon?  That simply cannot be right.  Then again...If she is starving herself then that would explain how something as simple as a dragon was able to bring her harm, oh such a terrible thing..."<br/><br/>With a shake of his head he'd turn his eyes towards the girl, and then to look towards the man with a quickened whirl.  His golden orbs did not see what the two had together, but with a sniff of the air he found what was her forever.<br/><br/>"No.."<br/><br/>Giving some thought he'd give a slump of his shoulders at that time, seeing something now past all the primitive world's gathered grime.  Beyond the rough of the man he knew that smell well, but that gave him only one reply of thought.<br/><br/>"What the hell..."<br/><br/>Could that really be right? Was his senses not betraying him?  There was no other way for this to be, even if his thoughts were off the whim.  Taking slow steps towards Cyrus and Wildflower he'd raise his paw, his foxen jaw giving a grin.  A nod with perked ears for what was their sin.<br/><br/>"You two?  Wildflower certainly seems to have taken a shine to you...Now why is that I wonder?..."