"I think they'd expect it," Muroe said with a smile. "Dragons can be a little vain at the best of times, if they think you're admiring them they'd probably be quite flattered."<br/><br/>"I don't know many of the dragons," Kara said, before pointing to a male who was almost as large as her dragon form was who was watching a group of younger dragons carefully, while occasionally casting a glance in their direction. "He's the only relation I have left, my nephew, I call him Lightning for...well, you can see why." Running across the dragon's right eye was a lightning shaped scar which had evidently long since healed.<br/><br/>"I'm guessing its as bad an idea to get on his bad side as it is to get on yours," Barkeley said, a note of awe in his voice. "Can you imagine an army of these? They'd make a formidable army against just about anyone." A young dragon flew unsteadily over to where they were, walking up to Aurora and watching her with a look of curiosity on its face.<br/><br/>"Feel free to pet her," a female dragon who was sat watching another group of young dragons said. "She doesn't bite. I mean, literally she doesn't, her teeth are still developing. She couldn't do much more than leave a very slight scratch right now."