Thag looked away slightly with a blank stare. When he finally came through, he noticed Violette speaking<span style="color: #40FFFF">"It is fine, it will take more than memorys to faze me in a negative way"</span>. He looked on<span style="color: #40FFFF">"Yes, it is very pretty is it not..."</span>he murmured. Looking out an into the horizen, Thag felt his long neck itch, twisting it down, he rubbedit on the scales layered on his leg. Huffing once in pleasure before he looked back up to see Violette yawn. With a puff of breath, he stood up and walked over the slight distance Between them.<span style="color: #40FFFF">"If you tire, bring yourself under my wing, it will reflect the eat you lose off of my scales and back at you, that way, you stay warm all night and awake with more energy..."</span>Thag raised his wing slightly for the appearance of a low roofed tent.<span style="color: #40FFFF">"If and when you are ready..."</span>he aid politely before curling his head down and in front of him over his legs.