[aleka!]

Originally Posted by Myik

Nephthys closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the breeze as it flew by her. The sun felt hot, burning on her scales. Making several battle scars on her back seem brighter. She hadn't eaten in a few days, last time she had she had been found. And destroyed the small troop before the humans could call for backup. She didn't like killing as much as before. Her eyes glanced to Ostium, claws digging into the ground. "Well Ostium, would you mind hunting with me?" She said. Nephthys didn't want to go out alone, or be rude by leaving Ostium behind.

The dragon's frill slightly rattled as it was caught by the wind before he closed it. He glanced at the sky that shone through the canopy of the forest for a moment, the shafts of sunlight making his dark green scales shine a lighter shade. Personally, he more or so preferred humid weather, than just straight up hot, which made him feel like he was baking alive about half the time it seemed. There was small dents and ships along his sleek scales, as well as small ragged edges of his wings. A few of them came from humans, with their small but very sharp knives, which half the time would wedge in between his scales, and he would spend a long time just trying to pluck it out. "That sounds fine with me." Ostium replied with a shrug, as he stood up.