-I shiver as the night air bites through my cloak. I lightly stand up on the branch and glance around into the darkness-
Drake 21 Elf 6ft, black military crew cut, buff, caring brown eyes, tanned Rides a dragon and is a god of the sword Firenze 19 (young dragon) Dragon Sleek Green body, large dragon for age, leathery wings, ridged head ? Can breath fire and has sharp claws
(Goddess off my thread if your gonna do that. Also Flubber accepted. However I will ask you to change you skill with the sword. God is a bit too much)
(Alright. No need to be rude) -I leap off the branch and gently float down to the ground, landing with no sound at all. I speak softly to myself- "One benefit of being half angel I guess...." -I begin walking silently through the forest, using the shadows to blend-
Drake: *finishes the book and walks outside and sighs* I wish I could find true love what am I saying?! Stupid hormones…
-I walk silently to a clearing and spot two people at the lake. I cautiously approach, pulling my hood over my face-