Ijemaru had been just about to ask the demoness (whom he got the sneaking suspicion-- without any real proof-- that his own familiar was acquainted with) for some of the soup she'd been making, when he saw Black suddenly come to attention. Ijemaru looked to the ancient demon, an amused smirk on his face. "What is it?" he asked. "Surely those demons haven't found us already?"<br/><br/>Black shook his head. He could hear the distant sounds of great wings flapping, of air being displaced and of breath passing through strong nostrils. The sound grew steadily closer and he knew it was a dragon. The dragons were ancient, powerful, and wise creatures, but they'd never exactly seen eye to eye with the demons. In Black's long lifespan, he'd seen many wars between the two races (the dragons were usually the "good" guys). He'd even fought in a few of the battles when he was younger and craving excitement. But for the latest... oh, 3,000 years of his 4,000 years of life, he'd lost interest in such trivial things. The demon had done some pretty nasty things though: including aiding in the near extinction of one of the more prominent draconic races. He wasn't the kind to want unnecessary conflict (now anyway) and he really hoped that nothing started stirring if the creature came too close.<br/><br/>There was a loud<span style="font-style: italic">Thump!</span>and Black just knew the dragon had landed in their clearing. He turned to look out the window and Ijemaru followed his gaze. "Oh! Well I never expected a dragon," he admitted, laughing slightly. "Come on Black, let's go meet it!"<br/><br/>Black got the feeling it was unintentional, but that suggestion had come out as a command. The demon followed his master quietly outside, hoping this particular dragon was young enough to not know anything about him, or at least not recognize him or his name. The odds that his specific name had been recorded were slim, but dragons were such terribly loud creatures, he really didn't want to start anything.<br/><br/>"Well hello!" The white haired human called up to the dragon. Black sighed, figuring he was being bold so confidently mostly because the boy felt he could just order him to kill the dragon if it attacked. Cursed human. "My name is Ijemaru Hisuka, and this is my familiar, Black Chaos. It certainly is a surprise to have a dragon drop by!"<br/><br/>What the hell?! The kid not only gave away his name so freely, but he introduced him immediately as his familiar? How degrading.  Black glanced over his shoulder, really hoping Rayne hadn't heard that.