Ancalagon smiled at the gentle complaint of his daughter by mating, and made a note to start letting her spend more time with her daughter. He grinned down at Shale, kneeling down to let her onto his back easier, and said, "Of course I will take care of you. You serve me, so as a good lord, I need to take care of my subjects."<br/><br/>A nod to the gold dragoness, before he leaps into the air, making sure that Shale stayed on, before winging away.<br/><br/>Arriving at the green's domain, Ancalagon dipped his neck slightly, a carefully considered gesture that let her know he thought of her as an equal, for the moment. He knelt to let Shale down, and then dismissed his polymorph spell, rubbing Raura's neck, and scratching behind her horns, and made an appropriately flowery speak, that basically said that he was grateful for the chance to talk, and not be trying to rip each other to pieces.<br/><br/>He followed to where the hostess decided that they would talk, and let his ladies choose their positions first, sitting down near Raura. He introduced everyone, and then said, "A gold dragon has a similar treaty with me as you do, so if she shows up, please don't attack her, I would hate to have to decide who to help, thereby making one of you very unhappy with me. Her name is Torkalminusea."