<div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y173/SettyJenesequah/RP/EllPost_zpsbbd83e4a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ithilethiel<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Draconic<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Alik, Arelia<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kayzorian Shore; Headed North<br/><hr/><br/>Ell couldn’t help the inquisitive tilt of her head at her siblings’ actions: Diving and swooping, no sense of order to their attack. Nonetheless, the giant crustacean seemed to be failing; her assistance would not be needed. Scales gleaming brilliantly as she stepped into the sunlight, she jogged forward a few strides before her wings extended and pounded hard against the air, back legs shoving her skyward to aid her lift.<br/><br/>Within seconds she was completely airborne, lazily circling the frenzy at the beach like a hawk searching for mice. Wingtips angled to point her to the north, desiring further exploration as her pleasant, cold nap had been so crudely interrupted. Metallic wings beating against the warm air, Ithilethiel forced herself higher into the sky, the twisted spines lining her back breaching the fluffy edges of a cloud, allowing her the proper altitude to glide along the higher thermals.<br/><br/>A small cliff below caught her attention just briefly, the familiar shimmering of like-colored scales drawing her gaze. He was coiled about another nestmate protectively—one in human form—which Ell could appreciate. Her touch to Reo’s mind was light, nothing more than acknowledgement and respect for his actions, her head dipping lightly toward him as she flew over-head. Isela would feel the same thing, as Ell had no desire to leave anyone out. Without another thought, her wings lashed against the air to push her sleek figure further North at a more rushed pace.<br/><br/>Being a large creature, it didn’t take her long to travel quite a distance, grey eyes surveying the rushing land beneath her shimmering form. She’d fed recently, so hunting was not a priority, nor was she particularly keen on attempting to surprise a heard of beasts. Nonetheless, the four-legged creatures scattered the moment her shadow passed their small group, draconic lips turning up into a snarl-like smile at the instinct to flee.<br/><br/>Ell’s mind reeled suddenly with an all-too-familiar presence, her heartbeat quickening just slightly as the male cobalt registered. His mind was faint, which meant he was currently human . . . And likely causing trouble with the locals. Ithilethiel tilted her head toward the land, wings partially collapsing to her sides to allow her a short dive toward the tangled treetops. She could feel herself growing nearer to him, the slightest hint of his human-blocked mind growing stronger with each stroke of her wings.<br/><br/>Finally, she spotted him, currently standing<em>remarkably</em>close to a female human. A fact Ell was not particularly fond of. However, she knew the male and his love for pranks; surely, that was all he was up to. Nonetheless, she tucked her wings to her side and dove, the violent snapping of twigs and branches accompanying her lithe form as she landed on the forest floor just feet away from them. The fact that he was currently engaged in conversation with a human female made Ell’s blood boil just a bit, but she tucked that away in a place where it would not distract her.<br/><br/>Like a cat, Ell stalked forward in draconic elegance, the muscles rippling beneath her scales causing small patterns of light to dance across the forest floor. Within seconds, her figure was morphing, skin taking over the scales, hair replacing the horns atop her head. She continued the slow pace in all her natural glory (not having bothered to adopt clothing during her transformation, as it was not necessary, given the situation) until her arm was looped loosely around Alik’s waist. “I see you found a young one, this time, love. The meat should still be tender at that age. The last morsel you brought me was a bit too tough for my liking.”