<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br/>Current Form : Draconic --> Humanoid<br/>Players Nearby : Isela, soon to be Kyrie (Grenadine)<br/>Location: Small island chain on the southwest tip.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>For nearly an hour, Reo lay unmoving with his eyes closed. The wound on his wing had closed with some tending from Isela, and was now a fresh, pink scar. The majority of his other injuries were cosmetic aside from the muscle damage as he finally opened the brilliant mercury orbs to inspect what remained.<br/><br/><em>Enough, Isela. We are exposed while I lie<em></em></em>- "about like so much carrion."<br/><br/>His mental "voice" shifted into a verbal one as he changed forms on the beach of the small island. Patterns of nicks and small cuts dotted his backside, but were already on the mend. The deep bruising from his wings tearing harshly at the wind earlier in the day had transferred over with him as well. His entire bared back was a mess of dark purples and blues, growing more extreme as it approached his shoulderblades.<br/><br/>Slightly abnormal for him, Reo actually had on a pair of pants when he shifted. They hung low and loose from his hips, seemingly made of a simple light grey cotton. Carefully, he lowered himself to the sand, hissing slightly then letting out a deeply relaxed moan as the heat from the sand soaked through his human form's thinner skin and into the damaged muscles.<br/><br/>"Normally, I'm not one for heat, but it has it's uses. We need to figure out where to go from here, but I'd advise once we finish crossing the water that we do so in these less conspicuous forms. The reaction garnered from the locals towards my rather... unforseen intrusion was one I'd not wish to repeat."