<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/73/Amber124.jpeg)</div>Name: Amber<br/>Current Form : Draconian<br/>Players Nearby : Reo, Raziel, Isela.<br/>Location: Gone fishin'<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It came as a surprise to Amber that he would actually offer to teach her how to fish properly.  She liked wild game, but there was just something about the lightness of the meat and the different flavor of those water animals that was appealing to her.<br/><br/>When he took off she did the same, following close behind him as not to lose him.   She just hoped that he didn't feel sorry for her;<em>that</em>would be the worst.  She got the feeling that most of the clutch didn't care too much for her, but that was their problem. They all had their own interests and she just tended to be off more by herself, and it suited her just fine. There wasn't anyone to bother her, save for some of the younger and more exuberant hatchlings that wanted to explore.<br/><br/>Turning sideways, she glided over the towering evergreens, enjoying the scent of the conifers that lay below.<br/><br/>As she flew past the others who were hunting, she mentally grinned, wishing them the best of luck with their hunting exploits.  The lure of the sweet fish made her mouth water.<br/><br/>Amber's biggest problem with fishing wasn't what he might think; it wasn't the catching. It was the excitement that she had when she did catch that made her forget, like earlier when she fell, to flap those damn wings and stay in the air.  She was a bit clumsy, though not nearly as bad as she had been growing up, or getting heat vision. She remembered trying to attack a spot that her mother had been laying in, thinking it was another dragon.<br/><br/>Hopefully she wouldn’t perform another 'flying' feat of clumsiness.<br/><br/>As she neared Raziel and Isela tickled her mind, she sniffed the air and then looked down at them as she flew over.<br/><br/>Soon they were gone and she was once more focused on the task at hand, listening to the male speak and advise.<br/><br/>Doing as he said, she watched for a few moments, watching as the fish tried for the birds and kept circling around.  Then she timed it, anxious but ready, and dove, talons grasping for the tail just as Reo had told her to do.  And it was victorious! She snagged one and flew toward the land with it, afraid that if she stopped flying that she would end up in the water and without her dinner.<em>Thank you, Reo!</em>she crowed happily.<em>Want some?</em><br/>