(Hope you don't mind, I'm going to throw in another character... Hate to see a RP die, if I can prevent that at least.)<br/><br/>All seemed quiet as the group hid, for the most part it was dark and erie as the bear searched. A small scorch of fire appeared, growing bigger with a slight *Hiss* behind the bear. At this age, Kothar could call himself one for entrances... Even though he was rather bad at casting even the slightest of magic. The lit up area phasing a small bit as the young, tricky shapeshifter appeared in the form of a dragon which he preffered over most. The steaming fire sizzled on his tail as he posed valiantly. His black scales reflected the light like a shiny scrap of metal, his red eyes glowed in the darkness. For a moment he was still, finishing his entrance with a grin. "Oh?..." He looked behind himself at his tail. "My tail... its on fire again! O--Ooouch... H-Hot!" He quickly spun to chase his tail, looking like a fool until the fire had been successful smothered under his paws. "H-Hehe... Heeh..." The dragon laughed, scratching his head. "A-Anyways! Its just as I thought! I knew what you were playing. And everyone else, you can be excited now. A-As soon as I convince him to open -- ..." The Dragon paused and thought. It wasn't as if he was any bigger or tougher then Damion had been... Maybe a few feet, but the bear still towered over him. "E-Either way, I'm not going to let you hurt the others, Only I'm allowed to do that around here. Hah!" The dragon smiled widely. He looked foolish, to think he had a chance escaping when he had revealed himself in such a stupid manner.