The shadows around the Dragoness seemed to grow and tower over and about her, as she was suprised by an unexpected voice.  A magical defensive reaction that her kind had mastered over many milenia.  She had been on a long journey from her home and new few, and did know that there were many foes about, and it was a defensive instinct for her to try to look scarrier when suprised.  She spun around to see where the voice had came from.  Seeing the wyrmling, the great shadows melted back into the waters and retreated back toward her.<br/><br/>She looked at the little one and observed that he was quite small, but his belly did seem a bit bloated.  She sensed much magic sturring about the little one, but though nothing of it, since among many young dragons it was strong but unctrolled and chaotic.  Although it did Seem quite strong for such a young one.<br/><br/>She grinned as only a dragoness can and responded, "Hello young one, You scared me.  My name is Anda-Láus Nahts.  What name do you have cutie?"<br/><br/>She glanced about the area and not seeing or hearing a mommy dragon, she adds, "Where's your mommy, little one?"<br/><br/>She keeps a slightly defensive posture at the time as she waits for an answer, knowing how defensive mother dragons can be when strange dragons enter their territory.