<div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y173/SettyJenesequah/RP/Head.jpg)</div>Name: Xynoqsezoiea<br/>Current Form: Draconic<br/>Players Nearby: Amber, Reo, Raziel, Isela<br/>Location: Coastline, resting on the beach<br/><hr/><br/>Noqs, having taken down a rather fatty wild pig, had made herself at home on the beach. The deceased creature was pinned beneath her forelegs, the sand and water within her immediate vicinity tinged a vibrant red as she ripped into the flesh and tore off a large chunk. The beast was already mostly devoured, but she’d saved the fleshy hindquarters—her favorite part—for last. A piece of stringy meat hung from one of her fangs, forked tongue slithering out of her maw to draw it into her mouth before she swallowed the bite down.<br/><br/>It was quick work, stripping the rest of the flesh and insides off of the creature, her belly bulging slightly from the meal as she stood. Her neck craned as her body grew fluid, violet rippling in the sunlight as she stretched her spine, tail swishing in the sand beneath her. Not wishing to leave the remains to bake in the sun, her maw closed tightly around the rear legs of the carcass, wings extending to allow her better balance. Like a pup dragging a large bone, Noqs inched her way backward, her neck tilted to her side as she dragged the body a bit further away from the water. With a grunt, she suddenly swung her head forward and lifted herself up onto her haunches to toss the deceased creature into the water. It would certainly provide an ample meal to some of the lesser fish dwelling nearby.<br/><br/>Without adjusting her position, she flopped down into the sand, wriggling deep into the course material so it would provide a good, solid scratching to her itchy and meal-extended undercarriage. Stretched to her full length, the pink-tinged water lapped lightly at her front feet, talons adopting a dangerous shimmer with each caress of the ocean. Her head tilted lightly with innate curiosity, but she quickly grew bored with the phenomenon, the young amethyst allowing her eyes to slip shut as she settled her head atop her feet, body rocking lightly to the side to provide a better position for a much-needed nap. It was her belief--which she most certainly shared with a majority of other dragons--that sleep was the best aid to digesting a healthy meal.<br/><br/>She had just begun to drift off when there was a splash in the distance, her head lurching upright and her eyes flashing open. It took a moment for her vision to adjust to the bright sunlight, her mind reaching out to determine whether or not this was a creature similar to her. The briefest glimpse of green scales drawing nearer had her head tilting to the side, especially due to the fact that it was the most unusual of shapes. However; the familiarity in her mind told her that it was another dragon. Xynogsezoiea took mere seconds to analyze the situation, recognizing the unusual shape of the large fish-like creatures that some of her siblings attempted to use for meals. Noticing that the emerald female was drifting closer to land, Noqs rose from her languid position on the beach with an impressed chirp and stepped to the side, allowing Amber a bit more room to land beside her, if the emerald so chose. The amethyst allowed her wings to stretch out just a bit, her mind reaching out once more to the other female to inquire after her skills.<em>Well done! So few of my nest-mates are able to catch those! How did you learn?</em>Of course, if Xynoqsezoiea could do something her older brothers couldn't, well . . . She wouldn't find reason to complain, now, would she?