Draco ran through the snow, she was always running from something. In this weather, her clothes and her brown hair and eyes wouldn't provide much camouflage from her persuers. Draco hid in an alleyway behind a diner, hoping that they wouldn't find her. As her persuers ran past her hiding place she silently cursed her cowardice. Draco had always been a target of shifters and humans alike, dragon shifters were very rare to meet, even half-dragons were hard to find, and it was thought that dragon shifters had all gone extinct about five hundred years ago. The people that were chasing her this time were after her wings and scales, it was thought that dragon wings were the highest quality good luck charms and that owning one would make a person filthy rich in three months time, it was also said that weapons made from dragon scales make even the sharpest of blades seem dull in comparison. Elemental dragons are the rarest of all the dragons so the goods from their bodies are worth millions on the market.<br/><br/>When things seemed to have quieted down, Draco got out of her hiding place and went inside the diner to get something to eat. As soon as she closed the door behind her she caught the scent of another shifter, though this one was alone. Draco looked around to see that the diner had all the tables full except one, and that was where the other shifter was. Draco hesitantly walked over to the table that the shifter was at and asked, "Um, you wouldn't mind if I sat here, would you? Everywhere else is full." Draco's clothes were a little worn out but she wore a golden locket around her neck and her choker had a glass orb with a blue rose trapped inside it. Draco had scars on her arms and legs, her face had a few scars but they didn't ruin her beauty too much, she also had many scars on her back hidden by her clothes. Draco patiently waited for an answer.