Well, it was good that he had gotten someone that could actually help him with what he was needing from this Farm.  Though it was interesting her cheery tone and attitude, it was kind of cliché.  Normally when faced with a drake, people either cowered or fle…  There was the shot of fear, he could smell the aroma flowing off her.  Always good to have strong senses.<span style="color: DarkOrange">“Yes.  Let’s.  I would like to discuss the arrangements as soon as available.”</span>And Helios wasn’t the only one who smelled the fear.  The Drake’s head came up upon the first whiff of fear, and looked straight at the girl with a low growl.  It loved the smell of fear from it’s prey, both for food and mating.  It’s eyes never left her as Helios and she approached.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkOrange">“No, I have no previous correspondence.  This is my first visit, and I have just recently caught this Drake for potential breeding.”</span>He confirmed before stepping down and following the girl.<span style="color: DarkOrange">“Come!”</span>He ordered to the drake, and the ring around its neck, forcing it to follow with a glaring growl.  Helios though couldn’t help but turn his head and look at the second woman to walk over towards the crate.  And he let his eyes linger a bit.  She looked like an interesting cross species, elven and troll by her appearance.  That lasted a long moment before he focused on the girl leading him, and focusing on the pen she was leading him to.<span style="color: DarkOrange">“Is it certain that your stalls, and pens will hold a drake?  I do not want to be the reason behind all you farm hands becoming meals.  The collar keeps it under control for now, but a wrong move could lead to it getting broken.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>