<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a936af8b2814f37565a98c55bad892ce/tumblr_mfe4hoj3DD1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Safiya<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Opalline Dragon (http://25.media.tumblr.com/33e73298bcc21ee1028411b2e19bbdf2/tumblr_mf6eeuOJHN1r7wrq1o1_500.jpg)<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Vercingetorix<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Ledges<br/><hr/><br/>The musical noise of humming quickly passed as if it had not been there in the first place. Under the heat of the sun, Saffy found rest with peaceful dreams of shining rocks of various colors until the itch of her scales caused her to open her eyes drowsily. With a yawn, she rose upward then used her nimble tail to scratch the place of annoyance. It was not enough. Stretching out her hands in front of her body, she arched her back with an audible pop before taking a step forward to the edge of the ledge. The stone underneath her feet protested under her weight.<br/><br/>She was prepared to dive off the cliff to go find some source of water to wash the dried blood from herself until she heard someone higher than her. It was no louder than a soft baby's breathing but she heard it. Interest piqued; she squinted her eyes to peer into the distance. Nothing stood out to her, but she could feel it, the need to investigate. Safiya stayed put on the ledge even though more rocks fell down into the beyond. Extending her wings, she took a shorter dive downward than normal before pushing herself up higher and higher. It took a small amount of time to reach the point, which was unfamiliar to her since she never bothered to climb so high.<br/><br/>She flew in small circles, climbing higher and higher. It did not take her long to figure out it was Vercingetorix, or more easily called Torix, even though he likely was not aware of the nickname. Her mind quickly evaluated the level of threat he poised toward her. Over the years, she had not witnessed him being cruel or aggressive like how her brothers towards any other dragons. From the looks of it, he was not in draconian form so she could escape easily if he tried to bother her with some type of nonsense. With all indicators in her favor, the decision to see exactly what he was doing was decided in her mind. There was not really anywhere for her to land without crushing him in the process so she stayed a distance away but close enough for him to see her. The wind from the powerful flaps of her wings pressed into the stones.<em>Is this your hiding spot?</em>she questioned bluntly in his mind without her usual wariness. The natural curiousness, which flowed as much through her body as blood, caused her to ask another question of him. A growl of annoyance came from her, but it was not reserved from him. No, she was tasked with the need to fly while trying to itch a spot under her scales.<em>I need a bath,</em>she thought quietly to herself while silently hoping for some rain to relieve her momentarily.