<div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y173/SettyJenesequah/RP/EllPost_zpsbbd83e4a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ithilethiel<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Humanoid<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Alik, Arelia<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Northern Kayzorian; headed to Arelia’s village<br/><hr/><br/>When Ell turned for her mate's opinion, it was only to discover that he had some bipedal female hanging all over him and was covered in sparkling objects. Ithilethiel could feel the ice crystals forming around the tips of her fingers, easily recognized the crackling sound as the ground beneath her feet began to ripple in frost and ice in the area directly surrounding her bare feet. She narrowed her eyes at the creature on her mate, knowing it would take no more than a fun little toss of an ice chunk in the proper direction to remove the female from the cobalt.<strong>Her</strong>cobalt.<br/><br/>The yelling distracted the silver for a moment before she noticed the woman shifting, her hand inching lower on Alik’s body. Ell’s fists clenched at her sides and she took a few steps forward, imagining what the bedraggled woman would look like as an icicle. Arelia, however, beat her to the chase, though she didn’t seem to mind the hands that were all over Alik. Instead, the Centos continued right past the confusion, leaving the two dragons to seemingly fend for themselves in this awkward predicament.<br/><br/>Ithilethiel continued forward, her movements slow and calculated as she evaluated the creature clinging to her mate, her skin tingling as the outer layers chilled to freezing temperatures. She stopped mere inches away and leaned forward to press her palms against the woman’s arms, allowing the ice to ripple across the flesh. “I suggest you remove your hands from him.” The words were unnecessary, the woman instantly recoiling from the touch and yelling something about a witch. Ell stared at her, perplexed for a moment, commanding the temperature in one of her hands to elevate before placing it lovingly on Alik’s bare chest. “I think it’s time for us to return home, love. But first,” her eyes dropped, examining the glittering jewels and shaking her head, shoulders bouncing gently with silent laughter, “I suggest you return those to wherever you found them.”