<div class="floatright">(http://www.fullhalloween.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/black-eyed-kids2.jpg)</div><strong>The dragon watched silently</strong>as Azrael took and ate the meat he had offered, almost staring at him as a hint of a shadow behind him formed on a wall ; two wings, only faint, unfolding slowly when the Angel mirrored his earlier actions of cleaning his fingers, dark eyes flicking away quickly at Azreal's question.<br/><br/>"I take to the skies when I feel cramped in holds made only for humanoid forms, my Lord." There was something hinting of jealousy, thought it was hard to tell what gave it away in the near emotionless face and still, slender frame of the man, as Azrael stretched his wings.<br/>"I agree upon it being a more extended interval then was intended. I feel.. at home here." the cold voice replied low before his face split into a near boyish grin "It helps my Lady and Keeper approves of my more.. thrilling hunts. I hunt anything, my Lord. As long as it's able to fight back a dragon such as myself."<br/><br/>The buzzing of the kitchen had died down a bit at Xar's words, an eyebrow raising here and there, but just as many smiles were cast in the wake of his words. It seemed the Netherdrake was indeed at home here and had both friends and near-family surrounding him.<br/>