Riamost's head pulls back and his eyes flash. "We are no match for Dragons. Together, we could kill one, though probably not Caritas or Humilitas. They are formidable, if we could give it a good blow, perhaps one like that could be killed once followed, our pack is still small." While they were a decent number, twelve strong Shadows is more than a normal wolf pack's power, their numbers are enough for one dragon, maybe even two in the pitch of night.<br/><br/>He jumps down onto the ledge of his cave-den and gives a long curled smile, face nearly seeming to split in two. After all, Shadows have a near literal Ear to Ear grin. "Latapur Kishideta you have done well here. This is a rare treat you have found and since you have caught it you may choose to share it or keep it yourself. Again, though, is caution. I am sure the dragons would have noticed one of their young missing. Keep eyes to the Sky RevelitSixt, I do not want us caught unaware." Though his words are warning their excitement is building he obviously was thinking as he spoke.<br/>His head drops, though the smile still sparkles again his sin black fur a wedge in the darkness, he looks at them all eye to eye with that grin then throws his head back and laughs. "If we are lucky RevelitSixt, if we are lucky a dragon will come." He drops his head again and continues to speak "And we can kill it, and eat it. It will be spread from Clan to Clan that our beta took a dracling and dragons did come, and they were slain. Their honorable blood splattered across the ground for lowly creatures while we feast."<br/>His shining eyes betray his greed, his burning lust for power. Here is his essence distilled. Though one one may come, Shadow Clans are competitive, so friendly lying between fights is encouraged.