<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRiCMGItj67MNaS6o0VSXKR-Bnb5bBcDqOOBUOhqaxyN9KEURyVgg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Midnight Tiger<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Titan's Tower<br/><strong>Tag: </strong>Aqualad, Raven, Zatanna, open<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Sunday Morning<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Midnight Tiger was going over last minute finishing touches on his panfried sweet plaintain dish when someone approached him offering a greeting of sorts. Out of the periphery of his view, her form came into focus. She was a bit lithe and sprite-like in appearance but not unworldly so. Just enough to suggest that she was an athletic featherweight. Her hair and costume reinforced her avian features. The first thing that came to mind was that of a swan though Dove was probably more appropriate.<br/><br/>He turned to face the woman who referred to herself as Dawn, or Dove.  "No need to worry, this tiger has no acquired taste  for Dove" . His eyes panned down at the hand offered to him, he would carefully bring his hand underneath that of hers, ever so tilting her hand in such a way that extended her wrist towards him,  he raised her hand up to his much taller form, sealing the hand with a formal kiss. "I'm afraid I can't divulge my  name at this time, but you can call me Drake if you wish.<br/><br/>Drake maneuvered himself to an available chair in which he promptly seated himself into. "So...who likes who in this tower?" He adjusted a backwards stance into the chair, propping his palms up to the corners of his face, resting his chin upon the support of his hands. His eyes panned about the room, carefully analyzing every detail of the faces in that room.