Name: Valoren the Verdant<br/>Current Form: Draconic<br/>Players Nearby: ??<br/>Location: the ledges<br/><br/>Valor landed on his own ledge, away from the others and began by splitting the deer open.  He lapped as the crimson fluid that rushed forth taking the glorious copper taste in with much consideration.  Utilizing his razor like talons he almost surgically strips the flesh open with care and precision.  Taking the choicest flanks and setting them aside he begins by feeding on the tougher chunks of meat.  He looks at the others in the distance but continues eating on his own.  It was practically certainty that they would be disgusted with his butchery.<br/><br/>He of course saved the organs for last, not only did they tend to contain more nutrients then the rest but he enjoyed them the most as well.  This slightly sadistic tendency born from the peculiar tastes of the dragon.  He was also not one to be wasteful  All but the bones would eventually be consumed by the emerald dragon.  How he went about it was just slower.  He would bathe when he was finished but for now he simply wished to enjoy his meal.  He snorted, it would have been unusual for anyone to have sought him out regardless, what did he have to offer after all.