Karak had actually wandered off, and with the assistance of Storm, they'd brought back a good amount of dead wood from the forest's floor, setting up a descent pyre on the beach.  When the girl returned, Storm shot a small balst of flame form his mouth, and ignited the fire, which soon burned magnificently.<br/><br/>"Storm, may I borrow your wing, so that I might change?"  Karak asked, to which Storm easily obliged, tilting a wing downward to give Karak shelter for his modesty.<br/><br/><em>Humans and their clothes</em>.  Storm mused.<em>One wonders what you did before you thought of them.</em><br/><br/>"We had scales, but realized that they were limited."  Karak joked, which even caused Storm to laugh.<br/><br/>As the fire began blazing, Karak re-emerged in dry clothing, his long black hair tied with a simple leather lace.<br/><br/>"I'm going to eat."  Karak said, pulling some dried meat from his pack.  "Are you hungry, Storm?"<br/><br/><em>I've hunted today, as you well know.</em>Storm said.<em>I'm well-fed, 'til tomorrow</em>.<br/><br/>Karak stood, as the great dragon shifted over to his side, exposing his great scaly belly to the fire.<br/><br/><em>Oh, that's wonderful!</em>Storm moaned.  Then, looking at the girl, he said<em>We would love the pleasure of your company, little one.  WE can even share our food with you, if you like.</em><br/><br/>"Yes, indeed!"  Karak agreed.  "I have plenty.  Care for some?"