Name: Nike<br/>age: 18<br/>Grade level: 12<br/>race/species: Half-dragon, half-human<br/>prey/pred?: Pred<br/>vore preference: No hard, no scat and no F/F<br/>reformable?:yes<br/><br/>Nike laughs. "Nice to kind of meet you too Mark," Nike says, leaning near Saphira's stomach. "I hope we meet in the same world soon."<br/><br/>Saphira chuckles as she waddles into the shopping center after the brief conversation. "Any sales?"<br/>"Yea, but you can't try anything on little cos," Nike says sarcastically. "But I know you'll return it if it doesn't fit ya anyway. You buying anything for Mark?"<br/>Saphira chuckles. "I am. Some clothes and maybe something else."<br/>"Your boyfriend should be buying you gifts, not the other way around," Nike says sarcastically.<br/>"We can give each other gifts, not be selfish," Saphira chuckles. She rubs her stomach as they walk into the first store. People look at her stomach, but say nothing.