Of course, even listening and waiting for something from this new group while watching them could turn boring again real quick.  Much faster than she was used to getting bored.  Probably all thanks to the nearly half bottle of wine, though that wasn't as much as some people would think.  Still, she wished they would start... OK, now they were getting somewhere.  They were talking about something that sounded like getting out of this city just as the noble looking human of the group was coming back with the drinks.<br/><br/>As she was doing her best to focus on the group though, She wasn't paying attention to anything else.  Tiyala should have known better, and she would berate herself over it later.  Her 'father' had taught her better than to let her guard down enough for someone to sneak up on her...  As soon as the dragon girl's hands impacted on the back of Tiyala's chair, the young elven girl couldn't help the small squeak or surprise that escaped her lips.  It would be hard to call that small yelp anything but cute for the azure haired little girl.<br/><br/>That was not the only thing the girl did though.  As soon as that came out of her lips, Tiyala immediately went up strait and came out of her chair... or at least tried to.  But the dragon girl's weight on the chair kept her from moving it, thus keeping her from doing more than hitting her knees and legs against the table.  Knocking the wine glass and bottle over.  Thankfully the bottle was still corked.  She groaned a little in the pain as she heard the tall girl who had spoken.  “What do you think you were...”  She began, turning with a glare at the woman with that... deep brooding purr that sent some chills down her spine.<br/><br/>Tiyala never got to finish what she was saying though as she turned to be staring strait at the woman's very well endowed chest.  The blush that was on her face deepened a bit as she seemed to run out of steam for a moment when greeted with those mountains of flesh barely contained by the barely there outfit.  Her sapphire eyes quickly shot up to meet those burning  amber orbs... and that grin.  They both sent another chill down her spine, and Tiyala didn't like it at all, and it didn't take much effort to put that glare back into her own eyes.<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">“... That was a very rude way to greet anyone.  But I guess I shouldn't expect much else from a bound she-dragon.”</span>Was all she replied.  As she spoke, Tiyala's eyes roamed over the tall, curvy and well endowed woman to take in her features, especially the horns, wings, fangs, scales, and most of all, the shining color around the woman's neck.  It wasn't hard to identify this woman as such.  One of her mother's... less than friendly acquaintances had boasted as having bound a rather foolish young dragoness.  Seeming to think she had done something better than her mother.<br/><br/>Tiyala also had read what that could look like in some of her magic books at home.  If nothing else, she could remember most everything that she read... plus she could easily read the inscriptions on the dragon's collar.  'To Force the beast to obey, simply bide it to kneel'.  Easy to tell those instructions were left by one of her people, as it was in High Elven.  Tiyala felt it best not to utter that word.  It hadn't gotten to that point yet.  It was probably lucky for the dragoness that there weren't any other high elves in this tavern that she could see.  Plus she was confident in her magic to defend herself.<span style="color: blue">“Do you want something?  I am busy...”</span>not that it looked like she was.  And thanks to the She-dragon, Tiyala had forgotten about the little group.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>