<strong>Name: </strong>Dakeyras 'Dak'<div class="floatleft">(http://i1352.photobucket.com/albums/q642/JDBane/Untitled0_zps42f480d5.png)</div><br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Golden Dragon<br/><strong>Players Nearby: </strong>Kyriannan 'Ky', Safiya<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Near the ledges outside the nest<br/><hr/>The young man woke up, his long, powerful body stretching lightly against the confines of his sleeping habitat. He growled, groaned, craning and rolling his neck around. Once that was done, and he could feel the stiffness leave that area of his body, he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, blinking furiously before he rolled onto his stomach, and, placing his hands on the ground, he shoved himself up to his feet, remaining on his haunches for a bit before pulling himself up, and stretching his full, muscular length. As tall as he was, the cave ceiling had been carved out for a dragon's full height, something that he didn't even reach halfway. He chuckled a bit, feeling a dull ache in his stomach, telling him that he was hungry. And he wasn't one to leave that ache alive for very long. He chuckled a bit, feeling energy flowing through his limbs like the fire that he could breathe.<br/><br/>He broke into a run, closer to a jog at first, but he slowly picked up speed. He could run faster than any human alive, he knew, and probably most dragons, since few took the time to run anyway. But his father had insisted that he be the best in every aspect, and who was he to be a disappointment? His bare feet barely made a patter a he nearly flew over the dark tunnels, seeing perfectly. He felt the icy, still air of the tunnels slowly give way to the warm, gentle breeze as he approached his favorite exit. Why it was his favorite exit would be revealed in moments. He increased his speed, calves burning, a light sweat creasing his naked body, as he arced a turn, and saw the light of the outside beckoning him. He didn't slow down. He didn't even pause. Instead he ran straight to entrance of the cave, and jumped...<br/><br/>Into a straight drop. That was why he liked it.<br/><br/>His leap carried him for almost 30 feet before gravity defied the inertia of his jump, and slowly twisted his fall down. He enjoyed the sense of vertigo as the angle arched, and he suddenly was plummeting down. He meticulously angled his fall into a perfect dive, letting himself fall for a few seconds before letting the golden fire out of his mind to run rampant through his veins. The feeling was instantaneous, and he felt like he was being skinned alive, burned, and having each and every bone in his body smashed into dust. It was a swift transformation, but far more painful than his last one. That only meant that he was still growing. He felt the wind suddenly resist his wings, and he twisted them around into a 45 degree angle against his fall, and flapped vigorously. His fall was twisted into a gliding swing, so close to the water that his claws gently skimmed over it, before he lifted his flight upwards. His golden scales gleamed proudly in the sunlight, and he looked at himself, not being able to resist the rush of power that suddenly coursed through him.<br/><br/>He flew about for a few minutes, not wanting it, but letting the rush die, before he caught the scent of some other dragons. He looked around, and saw Ky, his fellow golden dragon, and Safiya, enjoying a slow roast in a sun-touched rock. He looked up, and saw Reo flapping his wings, teh smell of prey in his breath. He didn't really care for the male, so he allowed his flight to bring him closer to the two females.<br/><br/>He approached, as subtly as a dragon could, and alighted himself gently on a rock near them. He snorted, letting his heart keep pumping blood to his limbs in case he wanted to beat a hasty retreat. He heard them speak of a hunt, and his was suddenly reminded of his hunger, a bit more prominent now that he was bigger. He nudged himself gently, as gently as he could, anyway, into the conversation.<br/><br/>"I would like to join you, if I could," He said, his deep voice rumbling over the rocks," I could do with a meal right about now," He nodded, and snorted a bit. Not at them, of course.