River woke before most of the others. He poured coffee and leaned against the counter. He was thinking about his dream and took another sip. "Daibak..." He said it in a thoughtful manner not paying attention to how it rolled off his tongue. He felt the dragon's heat in him and it put him to ease. He then thought of Lore Master which caused a nipped fealing at his fingers.<br/><br/>Sighing at the confusion he got himself ready in some new clothes. He left his hat off and braided his long hair so the wind didn't bother him today. His top he replaced with a quater open cream top and a leather vest which held his knives. His pants were a dark brown leather held onto him by a leather lace which also held his cannabis in a nice little sac. His boots were the only thing old.<br/><br/>He walked into the warehouse with little trouble and found Lore Master engrossed in prepping the food. So in a fit of playfulness he poked both of her sides.