<div class="floatleft">(http://i1352.photobucket.com/albums/q642/JDBane/Untitled0_zps42f480d5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dak<br/><strong>Current form:</strong>Dragon, and scared for his little sister<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Meriel Nerine<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In the air, safely away...<br/><br/><hr/>Dak took a deep beath, the heat that had suddenly been filling the air around him suddenly seeming to dissipate, giving way to the comparatively cool air of the afternoon around them. He seemed to diminish. He never changed size, or shape, or anything for that matter, but when he was about to change into his dragon for, the... well, something was different about him. He seemed bigger, the size of a mountain, infinitely more menacing than anything the girl had ever seen, and yet very real, very much<em> there</em>, hard to miss, like any dragon, even if he was in his humanoid form. But then he just seemed to diminish. He was still a rather tall character, muscular, good looking, but that power that radiated through him. Shrunken, he was a regular, albeit handsome, Haas'Filoth.<br/><br/>"I suppose this must be a trifle... surprising for you. But I do not know this land, not very well. At least not from the ground. You do. Would you be adverse to flying with me, to show me the places that they could be hiding? She is... well, I am guessing at least a hundred miles from this spot, if not more."