<span style="font-style: italic">After finishing her meal, Maelstromme took to the skies once more. She surveyed the island, her massive shadow could be seen overland as she did so. She took note of the others as they bickered and threw rocks and shook her massive head with a deep chuckle. <span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">"It has been too long since I have dealt with young ones, they are so temperamental." </span></span>She said aloud to herself. <br/><br/>She then took note of the smaller dragon she saw. Or was it a dragon? It looked more Ky-Rinn from her vantage point and yet from her testing the scents in the air she definitely could pick out its dragon heritage as well. It was rare a dragon would mate with another immortal creature, but not entirely uncommon.  It was apparent it favored its smaller parent rather than its larger one.<br/><br/>She watched from her vantage point as the smaller dragon-kin (Arda) flew to the double headed one and made her inquiries. The tiny dragon-kin seemed a bit older than the others and was wise not to land as their temperament was unclear. The youngers had a blessed lot to learn on how to interact. Some knew their places well whilst others did not have a clue apparently.  Maelstromme flew closer to the others but did not interfere with the dragon-kin. She would not unless aid was needed. As she came into earshot of the group, she continued to listen yet stay out of the way for now. Her body language would suggest curiosity as well as a guarded nature. She too did not wish to fly into a fight if it could be helped.  She gave Arda an eloquent nod of greeting if she were watching and continued to keep her distance, hovering for a moment then landing some feet away to watch them all.<br/><br/></span>