Linra looked at Parflava curiously, and wondered why he thought she'd been hurt. She briefly thought back over her choice of words. Realisation dawned on her, and she smiled. "Ah, I meant that I had found the best place I could have. I didn't hurt myself. Although, not every dragon here is as welcoming as I." She turned her head and used a claw to part some of the feathery scales at the back of her jaw. A couple of white feathers grew beneath, signifying scar tissue. "Count yourself lucky I saw you first! You don't want a run in with Carax!"