Janelle took the food from him and put it on her lap. She watched him leave and after his departure she continued to stare at the door; a stunned look on her face. "Seriously!" she said out loud, gulping her food down in anger, now more determined to leave the room today. She hastily finished and got up, making her way to the door that led to the balcony and opened it but quickly changed her mind,<span style="font-style: italic">Not as much fun</span>she thought. She opened the window as far is it would go and pulled herself through it; She hung from the ledge by her hands and when she pulled herself up she put her feet on the ledge and launched up to grab onto the roof ledge; a task that had to be done quickly.<br/>She made it onto the roof with ease and crouched to scan the ground for Arcaeus. She found him from afar, in an area she had not yet been to, as he walked stealthily to his destination. As she watched, she walked closer to the edge of the building to get a better look and saw him look around before disappearing into an old abandoned looking warehouse. She took a minute to make a decision, to use this time to take flight or to follow him, and listen to a secret conversation he didn't want her to know about.<span style="font-style: italic">Hmm. Flying of course. I will surely confront him later.</span>She took one last look at the ground to insure no one was looking up and she took off.<br/>Janelle flapped her wings hard, gaining speed, and made it into the clouds for cover; it was there that she changed. Her wings got longer and larger, her arms turned into forelegs accompanied by her deadly talons, her body lengthened, turning into her dragon shape. The sun glistened off her silvery scales, feeling warm against her body. She wasn't a large dragon, almost ten feet in height, still growing she knew. She let out a small bellow of happiness; not loud enough for the people down below to hear, she didn't want to be noticed. She continued to soar, flipping and doing tricks in the air. She would fly high, where the atmosphere would create icicles on her body, and then let herself free fall, folding her wings in tight, her body like an arrow, before she would open her wings wide like a parachute, stopping herself mid-flight.<br/>She flew for fifteen minutes before she reluctantly but quickly changed back, making her way to the tavern's rooftop. She landed, pulling her wings back in, and flipped down to the balcony and opened the door to the bedroom. She closed the door behind her, not to forget the window she had previously opened, and she plopped back onto the bed, awaiting Arcaeus' arrival.