<div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y173/SettyJenesequah/RP/Noqs_zpsf3eebf1d.jpg)</div>Name: Xynoqsezoiea<br/>Current Form: Draconic<br/>Players Nearby: Amber, Acidity and incoming Vainrence; Isela & Reo a ways away; Valoren leaving<br/>Location: Coastline, resting on the beach<br/><hr/><br/>Noqs noticed the splash in the ocean, but disregarded it almost completely until her sister began to wheeze and cough. Immediately, Noqs’ head lifted from its lazy position atop her forefeet, the muscles in her haunches bunching to ready her form if she needed to lurch to her sister’s aid. With a rather disturbing sound, Amber seemed to regain control of her breathing, though the awkward look that the emerald sent Noqs’ way had the amethyst mentally chuckling. Xynoqsezoiea shook her head lightly before settling it back atop her legs and allowing her eyes to close.<em>He’s going to be the death of you some day, you know.</em>The light-hearted and teasing tone that she’d implied was also transferred through their link, the slightest of smirks tilting draconic lips.<br/><br/>The mention of the silver’s name had Noqs running through the memories of other dragons in their nest, attempting to recall him. The name was familiar, but she couldn’t quite place how. Instead of fretting over it, she simply let it go. The truth would come about in time, so there was no sense in stressing over minute details such as unfamiliar nestmates.<br/><br/>Though her eyes were closed, the amethyst sensed the incoming presence of another dragon, one of her eyes forcing open to watch Acidity land beside her sister. As she couldn’t hear their mental exchange, she allowed her eye to slip shut again, further soaking in the warmth of the sunlight. If it was important, her sister would likely tell her about it later. Or, the poor emerald would choke (again) and require some sort of interference. Either way, Noqs would know if and when she was needed. Until then, the amethyst was content to simply lie on the beach, with the soothing sound of the waves crashing off the coastline and salted water gently lapping at the tip of one of her wings.<br/><br/>As Noqs began to drift off into a pleasant slumber, another familiar presence announced itself. Valoren had come and was leaving, Noqs having been distracted from his arrival by her sister’s choking and the arrival of Acidity. Xynoqsezoiea reached out to the male through their mental link, just a light enough touch to let him know that she would catch up with him later, as he’d implied in parting.<br/><br/>The ground thundered to signal the landing of another dragon, along with the rush of air that accompanies beating wings. The female’s head lifted yet again, now realizing the fact that she would be unable to get a true nap with so much activity. As her vision focused on the newest arrival, she let out a rather startled snort, having never encountered this particular male amethyst. She blinked several times as he introduced himself, looking nearly dumbstruck as she processed the information. Before she had the mind to respond, her legs were contracting to lift her from her languid position atop the sand, her body turning a bit more to focus on the male.<br/><br/>As her wings folded atop her back, she responded to him, her mental voice warm and welcoming, though mildly confused.<em>Hello, Vain, and no, I do not believe we’ve met before.</em>Her body shook violently to remove any clinging sand, the sunlight ricocheting off her scales to scatter purple patterns along the beach surrounding her.<em>I am Xynoqsezoiea, though you may call me Noqs, as so many do. Over there,</em>Noqs motioned with her head to where her sister and Acidity stood, to include them in the introduction process—also giving them the slightest mental nudge and dropping the amethyst male’s name,<em>is my sister, Amber. The male is Acidity.</em><br/><br/>Her mind now racked with curiosity, Noqs stepped a bit closer to the male, the scaled slits of her nostrils flaring as she inhaled the scent of him.<em>You smell of other lands,</em>he was also much larger than most of the amethysts her own age, which clued her into the fact that he must be older.<em>What brings you to the beach, Vain? It seems to be a rather popular place today.</em>Her last sentence was said cheerfully, the hint of a smile hiding behind her words as she was quite a friendly female. It was a pleasure to find herself in the presence of a like-colored male . . . And if he had, in fact, been to other places, she would be forced to interrogate him about his explorations.