Eye’s shifted to Junpei’s map, glancing over the pattern of the Xs and then plotting the course in his head before taking a march in the direction they marked. Good, they lead into the trees as he thought they would; even better were that dragons always had a roost. They were like birds, making nests and picking at their pray for days on end. In fact this hunt target wouldn’t be the most terrible of fellows had he just realized Zeu was in charge of things. Showmanship was another thing, this dragon with his fire was just wasting energy on others. How else would anyone even know he could breathe as he did, he wouldn’t even be called a dragon were it not for the breath. A Wyvern or flying lizard, only a dragon once his breath became hell’s domain; but nothing beat the purity nature had turned other reptiles into.<br/><br/>The small rat listened well. Ryoshi, was her name, knew exactly what Zeu was talking about. Yes, Dragons typically kept to their territories which is why the one that ‘invaded’ even did as he did; patrolling his natural territory, looking for both a meal and a mate. Again that dragon-beast had great taste, but boy did he need to be pinned down somewhere and given one hell of a beating. Perhaps he could be caught alive and kept for future battles in the Arena. Yeah, nothing in the bounty about alive or dead and if folks were smart they’d bail before Peace even had his first piece of the flying abortion of reptile genes. “Ssshall we get moving or make jokessss?” Clearly Keeper did not find the cute fuzzy thing all that funny.