Walking out from behind his cover, Ancalagon bows to the dragoness, and says, "I am both honored and glad that you choose life over death. And that you would allow me to mate with you."<br/><br/>Walking towards her, Ancalagon walks once around her, gently trailing a hand along her flanks, admiring her.<em>It is always nice to admire you mates</em>, he mused,<em>especially when your plan needs them.</em><br/><br/>He says aloud as his robes and cape are taken off, "I think you are certainly a magnificent example of the fury of a fang dragon. But you are the only one I have ever fought, so I cannot say how you compare to the others of your kind."<br/><br/>Reaching out, he gently slides the tips of his claws along her mound, gently stroking her.