*A feral blue dragon named Draco with orange belly scales was flying into the air when he spotted Zearo the purple coloured dragon,who was  a good friend of Draco.  Instantly Draco recalled how tasty Zearo is and licked his chops. He was about to to dive straight down toward his tasty friend and swallow him down in one gulp when he noticed there were other tasty beings in the area.<br/><br/>Draco chuckeld and chanced his course. He had spotted a human and an orange wingless dragon. Since the orange wingless dragon was heading toward the barn where Zearo had already opened the door. Draco thought he could better catch the one who seemed to be more carefull in his approach. Namely the human.<br/><br/>Draco wasn't a very big dragon, only 3 feet tall from head to tail and when standing on all fours his standing height would be 1 feet. Draco glided down gently and landed down on the branch of a lonely oak tree. Right above the human who was now crawling toward the barn. When Draco landed the branch creaked a little but it could have easily been mistaken that the wind had caused that instead of something landing on it.<br/>However what could get everyone attention was the folk of birds that had nested in tree whom instantly scattered scared away from the tree with loud shrieks when Draco landed on the branch. Draco didn't really had camouflage colours but the oak was thick with leafes. They might be enough to conceal Draco from everyone else.*