<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br/>Current Form : Draconic<br/>Players Nearby : Isela<br/>Location: Returning to the cliifs overlooking the beaches<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Reo had made it less than half a mile before the wave of angst seemed to hit him. A roiling ball of fear and pain that twisted at his heart like a knife. A short, surprised keen escaped from his throat, only to have the mental anguish pushed out by the panicked cry of Isela. So much went on in such a short span that instinct quickly shifted into place before he really had time to think. Wheeling in midair, and grunting at the strain that the abrupt direction change had on the muscles in scaled shoulders, Reo tore back in the direction of Isela.<br/><br/>There was no grace in his landing this time, no thought as to how foreclaws tore at the earth in his haste to get between whatever the hell the thing was on the beach, and Isela. Reo hit the ground with an audible grunt as he landed, skidding a good five feet through the grassy area and tearing deep furrows into the earth as he dug in. Only when he had his large silver body in front of the small white-haired woman, tail coiled about her form to the point where the tip curled around her thigh protectively.<br/><br/>Where his interests had lay earlier in her were veiled slightly behind caution, they were now a bit more clearly defined in his actions. Whether she took it as protecting a fellow dragon, or protecting her specifically, he paid no mind. As far as he was concerned, Reo was happy to be a wall of scaled flesh between himself and the woman he'd taken an interest to.<br/><br/>A low, angry growl rumbled through his frame, vibrating the ground beneath their feet slightly with its vibrato. Whatever the thing was that had killed his nestmate was in what he considered<em>his</em>territory. His clutchmates he would tolerate, barely. A stranger however, and an obviously hostile one stepped over the line a few feet. The only thing holding him back seemingly was the tie he had with Isela.<br/><br/><em>Im fine, Isela love. What, is <strong>that</strong> though?</em>he asked, letting the endearment slip sheerly out of distraction.