Stepping from behind the corner, the dragon revealed her entire form in all its naked, powerful glory. She was<i>just</i>short of a hundred feet long from the tip of her nose to the end of her tail, her fine scales shining in what pale light would come through the cave entrance like dull glitter. "<span style="color: gray">And, no disrespect towards you,</span>" she answered, "<span style="color: gray">but even if you meant ill will, just what do you think you could do to me in the first place?</span>" Her wings unfolded slightly, though she did not spread them, which made her take up even more space in the cavern. "<span style="color: gray">I have already watched and laughed as spells bounce as harmlessly from my hide as does the moonlight, and you certainly do not look the part of someone capable of wielding a sword.</span>" She shook her head. "<span style="color: gray">No, I would have nothing to fear from you, regardless of the nature of your visit.</span>"<br/><br/>As the dragon continued forward, her steps became more of a strut, but not quite a prance, as though she was aiming to show off her body with grace, but not exaggeration. Once she was near enough to do so, the dragon leaned her head downward, to the point that the frill on her chin was mere inches away from touching Luceris' chest. "<span style="color: gray">I wonder, what exactly would you have done, were it another kind of dragon you had encountered?</span>" asked the silver dragon. "<span style="color: gray">A white dragon my size would have likely frozen you solid by now. They <i>do</i> enjoy their prey being a little... <i>stiff</i>.</span>"<br/><br/>Keeping her head at the same level, the dragon then laid down, relaxing in a manner that almost made her look like a gigantic, freaky cat, one claw tucked under her serpentine breast. "<span style="color: gray">Come hither,</span>" she told him, "<span style="color: gray">and rest by my side. The cold of my scales is not so harsh as what the wind blows, and you look like some warmth is just what you need right now.</span>" She lifted her head, and gestured with it towards her shoulder. "<span style="color: gray">Tell me your name, little tiefling,</span>" demanded the dragon, whether he moved closer or stayed put being unimportant at the moment.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>