<div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y173/SettyJenesequah/RP/Noqs_zpsf3eebf1d.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Xynoqsezoiea<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Draconic<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Too many to individually name<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach on the coast<br/><hr/><br/>Noqs watched the dark creature hovering in the sky, scaled brows lowered in concentration as she tried to keep her gaze focused on the wretched beast. He had killed one of their own, yes, but they were all of an age. Mighty though dragons were, this ebony being had swooped in and taken the life of one of her brethren without hesitation—and seemingly with ease. She knew, in the depths of her mind, that she would have no chance in the event of an attack. Not alone.<br/><br/>She was pleased at Vain’s nod of acknowledgement, her peripheral vision catching the slight movement as she shifted uneasily on her feet. Talons dug deep into the sanded ground, the tip of her tail twitching to-and-fro much like an agitated cat stalking its prey. She lowered herself just slightly, neck stretched parallel to the beach, so her belly barely grazed the ground, a two-inch gap visible between the scales of her back and the leathery fabric of her wings. With the muscles in her legs drawn taught, it would only be a matter of seconds before she was airborne, should the situation call for fleeing.<br/><br/>Thus, it was only natural that her on-edge figure darted slightly to the side at Vain’s sudden discomfort and movement. One eye still trained on the matte obsidian in the sky, she turned her skull toward her newest friend, draconic visage a clearly drawn map of concern for his pain. Having landed a foot from him in her startled launch, she took a few steps toward him, her wings rippling atop her back as they settled against her scales.<br/><br/>Something black whipped over her, missing the spines lining her back by mere centimeters just as she was approaching the downed male amethyst; she was briefly aware of the devil creature zipping off across the ocean. She stretched her neck out, pressing her check to Vain’s side and nuzzling at him, as if the touch would aid in relieving his obvious suffering. Unsure of what was wrong, she allowed her mind to expand toward him, gaining the slightest touch of agony in waves before she withdrew from the attempt.<br/><br/>It was as he settled that she finally caught the other danger, the large clawed creature inching its way closer. She cast a sidelong glance to Vain, knowing he was temporarily unable to lend assistance, her smaller figure stepping forward, angling herself to block any attack the crab would aim for Vain. She lowered her neck, curving it as she watched the beast, her tail coiled about behind her and ready to strike if the need called for it. She knew this was something spit from the earlier creature of darkness, and was uncertain how her abilities would affect it. Instead, she steadied herself, planting her feet firmly in the ground and releasing a solid, threatening roar in its direction. Her throat shook malevolently with the action, sharpened teeth dripping saliva as she rocked her head from side to side, the sunlight creating purple and silver patterns on the sand as it bounced off of violet scales and the twin horns atop her head.<br/><br/>As Noqs’ stared down the creature, Jorlethio dove, and Xynoqsezoiea reached out to him with her mind, pleading that he refrain from using their born abilities.<em>Leth, this is a creature of darkness. We don’t know whether or not our abilities will aid it. Until we know for certain, let the others try to stop it. <strong>Please</strong>.</em>Shortly after the amethyst male, Valoren was diving, launching his own attack. The entire time, Noqs remained poised, her side facing the giant crab as if to provide a road-block between it and the fallen Vain.<br/><br/>Ky’s voice registered briefly in her mind, a question after the creature, and one that Noqs was unable to answer. As she reached out toward the golden female, she felt the presence of Dak, her unease lifting slightly at the appearance of one of her closest friends. And two golds. Xynoqsezoiea’s response was also broadcast to all her nearby kin.<em>I’m uncertain as to what it is; all I know is that it’s the spawn of whatever killed Astrianos. It is made of darkness . . . I do <strong>not</strong> think it wise for Amethysts to attack it, but I cannot be certain.</em>