<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/Reohuthumb.JPG)</div>Name: Reo<br/>Current Form : Draconic<br/>Players Nearby : Amber, Noqs | (leaving) - Isela | (joining)<br/>Location: East Coast, just north of Centosia<br/><br/><hr/><br/>With a pleased rumble, Reo watched as Amber beat the air with her wings after successfully catching the fish he'd pointed out to her. She had seemed a bit nervous, but the approach was flawless, and he doubted that he could have done any better himself.<em>Well done, Amber. No thank you though, you did the work, you enjoy the spoils. I had one of my own this morning, and my stomach likely won't speak up for more for a few days at least. If you could do me a favor though, and keep what I just showed you our little secret, I would be grateful. This area is untouched by anyone other than you and I for hunting those, and I'd rather keep it that way.</em>His "tone" was laced with approval for the younger dragon, glad that she had picked it up so easily.<br/><br/>Reaching out, Reo sought the mind that he'd touched earlier, only to find that another had escaped his notice. Violet scales glowed against the sands below, and he felt both agitation and possessiveness creep into his mind. These were<em>his</em>hunting grounds. He had nothing against the woman, and even found her playful antics slightly charming. However, she was obviously full with a recently digested meal and based on her location, he only assumed that she had been watching the lesson as well. Draconic eyes narrowed in irritation, and the bond was severed between him and Amber with a parting farewell.<br/><br/>With a<em>chuff</em>of air that frosted a wisp of cloud floating by, he immediately folded his wings and dropped two hundred feet to build momentum. A quick flare back outwards, and he used the speed to whip over the beach and back up onto the mainland. As he crested the cliff, intent on going back to the nest to sun, he once again spotted Isela by herself as he passed overhead. Banking hard and upwards to bleed off his momentum, and then slowly circled back around.<br/><br/>He landed behind her with only a muffled thump as he backwinged hard. Walking towards her, he carefully reared up onto his hind legs and walked awkwardly half a step as his form shrank and twisted. Changing while on all fours was awkward with one's ass being up in the air after the change.<br/><br/>Unlike Isela, Reo shifted with no thought for clothing. He could do it, just as the others could, he just saw no point in it. The air was stiflingly hot to him, and made him uncomfortable as it was. He knew that to the others, this was considered rather mild, but his kind were suited for ice and subzero temperatures. This was another reason he enjoyed the coastal regions near the nest. The spray cooled his skin quite pleasantly, and the water even moreso.<br/><br/>Using Isela's shoulder as balance, he dropped to sit beside her. Pale skin shone in the open sunlight as he stretched out, legs crossed at the ankles. Reclining back on his hands, he simply looked with her for a moment before speaking, enjoying the proximity and the natural smells that went with her human form.<br/><br/>"Have we found anything interesting to watch out here? Or just enjoying the sunlight?" The one thing he absolutely loved about his Trithos form was the vocal ranges and complexities that one could achieve. The way his own natural timbre was just deep enough to cause a vibration in his chest was quite pleasing, to himself at least.