<em>And unbenowest to those nearby, a dragon approached...</em><br/><br/>It was times like this that Khell wished that she knew the wilderness better. All she had was dim memories her home as a hatchling, times where she was too young to absorb anything useful about sylvan survival. Everything she had learned that was useful had been in the city. There was little she could do for it now though. Originally she had hoped to remain alone for as long as she could while trying to figure out her next move. A growling in her stomach was just a reminder to her how well that plan was going. She was neither a good forager nor a hunter of any skill...food was becoming a real concern.<br/><br/>Keeping her scaled form low to the ground (an easy task for someone of her stature) she crept closer to the people she had discovered. She silently cursed the lack of noise to cover her approach...they could likely hear her even with her normally light footsteps. Would they mistake her for some wildlife? Maybe, but she doubted it...it was the lack of wildlife sounds that was making her stand out so much.<br/><br/>Eventually her stomach decided things for her...she was starving, they looked like they had food, and they also didn't look like the sorts who would treat her as an exotic pet...or an exotic piece of tail. Cautiously she moved so that she could approach the camp from an angle where she would be noticed well in advance...if she's going to reveal herself, she may as well do it without the risk of startling anyone.