Lylia let her gaze wonder then found it resting on another watching the mermaid.<br/><br/>Yintainia<br/><br/>She did have an air about her. One of the few most could recognize on site. Always calm... at least outwardly. Lylia didn't need were-senses to recognize another sorceress. Having aptitude in it made it easy to recognise another with the gift. It was hard to know what Yintainia thought of her. No doubt she would know Lylia from the rumors and pieced a lot together. With any luck she may have heard a little of the healing that Lylia had performed. Knowing one way or the other would come in useful and soon Lylia<br/>found herself approaching the enigmatic woman.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm Lyila "</strong>the words to the sorceress were slow and deliberate no doubt she already knew but who knew what was on her mind. The scent of a fellow were-dragon was evident. Lylia didn't need to see wings to know her kin.<br/><br/><strong>"The amount of trees I can change to bear more fruit isn't enough besides many here are meat eaters and I'm getting a little worried. I however can heal as well as the rumours talk of, if there are any in need of it perhaps I can be of some use"<br/></strong><br/><br/>