[h3][center][color=aba000]~Yvette[/color] & [color=0072bc]Ciervia~[/color][/center][/h3]

[@Leoven]

High above the frozen lands of Shdowpine, a shadow blocked out what little sun might be present, moving quickly across the landscape. If any curious soul happened to look up, they would see quite the terrifying sight. A frost dragon, soaring high above the land with the swiftness of some purpose as it headed to its destination. Thankfully for the humans, said dragon in question was busy and had a destination they had to reach before they arrived late. Their destination? The Mirrorwoods. 

As they arrived about half a mile away from the edge of the forest, the dragon descended towards the ground. The massive beast landed with a heavy thud, a thick cloud of snow kicking up from its wings as it landed. It lowered its head to the ground, and a sole human jumped off of the dragons neck, not seeming too bothered by the flight at all. In her hands, rested a heavy, well made halberd and a sword strapped to her belt.

[color=aba000]"Walkin' the rest of the way, Ciervia."[/color] Yvette said, looking up to the dragon who nodded in response. The dragon kicked up another cloud of snow with its wings. Yvette would have rolled her eyes at the display, had she not had to brace herself from being knocked over by the gust. By the time it was over the dragon was gone, or at least had taken a different form. Where the dragon had stood, a feminine white-haired dragon stood a few paces in front of her in his usual form that most would easily mistake for that of a female. Whether it was or not, Yvette had yet to figure since he never quite gave a straight answer. He was wearing the typical blue dress he always wore. It was a simple thing, that fell to his knees but still managed to have an air of elegance to it. Simple shoes seemingly made of crystal clear [i]ice[/i] donned the dragons slender feet, not seeming to have them be too unstable or difficult to walk in.

[color=aba000]"Always got a flair for the dramatic entrances, huh?"[/color] She said, removing her helmet briefly and emptying out a few specks of snow before replacing it. Ciervia merely brushed a loose snowflake that had so dared to trespass on the dragons shoulder. 

[color=0072bc]"Entrances always leave one with a lasting impression. One [i]needs[/i] to make it grand. I do not expect you to understand, though, my little human."[/color]

[color=aba000]"Says the short one."[/color] Yvette said, starting to walk towards the Mirrorwood.

[color=0072bc]"Yvette, that tongue of yours is going to get you into more trouble one of these days that I can't keep you out of."[/color]

[color=aba000]"Pft, You'd just make more trouble anyways. Might as well just kill me now." [/color]

[color=0072bc]"Oh please."[/color] With a displeased snarl, the dragon glared at Yvette. [color=0072bc]"If there's anyone constantly getting in trouble, its you strutting around The Meadow like you own the place. You should at least consider behaving a bit more...inconspicuous. One of these days those fools are actually going to try something regardless."[/color]

[color=aba000]"Ciervia...that...almost sounds like concern?"[/color] Yvette's voice indicated fake shock and amusement.

[color=0072bc]"Of course. Where else would I get delicious food from? Those fools at the church can't cook to save their lives."[/color] The dragon scoffed. [color=0072bc]"...suppose I could always eat them, though."[/color]

With the small bit of banter between Listener and dragon done, the two focused on their destination.

The Mirrorwoods. It was one of the most interesting, beautiful, and dangerous places in all of Shdowpine as far as Yvette was concerned. Beautiful, because of the foliage. She hadn't seen any anywhere else, and she had to always wonder how the plants grew that way. Ciervia said something about it once, but she hadn't really been paying attention, and even if she did she doubted she'd understand it completely. Things like fancy magic and academics just wasn't for her, really. Always went right over her head in some form. She could understand the basic concepts, but anything else just made her head spin.

Her boots caused the ground beneath her feet to softly crunch as she walked down The Veilroad. One of the safest routes through the wood. Her gait was a relaxed one, not seeming to care too much about their destination - or at least not in any amount of hurry despite the fact they were probably a tiny bit late at this point. Yvette cast a glance to Ciervia, who was currently doing his best to freeze the ground more than it already was with a glare.

[color=aba000]"I heard that if you scowl all the time, your face will eventually get stuck like that."[/color] The dragon huffed, turning his head towards Yvette from where he had been studying the foliage of the forest.

[color=0072bc]"Hmph, it’s just when you said you were meeting someone...I imagined something a bit...different than trudging through a forest where narcissists come to admire themselves."[/color] The dragons voice was fairly neutral in tone, if another listener was around to hear it sounding either male or female.

[color=aba000]"Oh, well, you should fit right in here then."[/color] Yvette mused in a friendly tone.

[color=0072bc]"Tsk,"[/color] The dragon clicked his tongue, dismissively huffing at the notion. [color=0072bc]"Most narcissists do not have any foundation for their arrogance. I, am a dragon, the most [i]beautiful[/i] and powerful of dragons and therefore do not need constant reassurance that I am in fact, better than everyone else."[/color]

[color=aba000]"Oho, that so?"[/color] Yvette chuckled from under her helmet. [color=aba000]"Was it that same arrogance the one givin' me compliments about [i]my[/i] looks and tryin to pry a third plate of food outta me an hour ago? Also made us late, I might add."[/color] At this, the dragons gaze drifted to the side, not looking at Yvette. 

[color=0072bc]"I-I was merely giving you praise for being a good little human."[/color] The dragon replied in a not so honest fashion. [color=0072bc]"I give praise where it is due. You're cooking is enough to charm even the most dangerous of beasts."[/color]

[color=aba000]"Yeah, if they're a glutton and like inhaling their food faster than a pig does."[/color]

[color=0072bc]"I-I most [i]certainly[/i] did not inhale it!"[/color]

[color=aba000]"Nothing about the pig comment?"[/color] At this the dragon growled, moving in front of Yvette. He bared his fangs, sharp draconic teeth replacing what was human moments before. Cold blue eyes glared up at Yvette.

[color=0072bc]“I am most certainly [i]not[/i] a pig either! You forget who you are speaking too, Yvette!”[/color] The latter part of the sentence was said with obvious venom, as a snarl escaping the lips of the dragon. Yvette stopped walking, staring down at the dragon.

[color=aba000]“No, I know exactly who you are,”[/color]

[color=0072bc]“Then I demand groveling and food this-”[/color]

[color=aba000]“You’re frost-butt, the king of frostiness and royal spoilsport of anything fun.”[/color] She gave the smaller humanoid form a brief pat on the head and moved past the dragon. Ciervia stood there frozen, cold, righteous anger boiling under a calm visage. He turned his head towards the knight walked away from him. If it had been anyone else…they’d already be dead. But Yvette? Well, the anger subsided almost immediately. For whatever reason, he could never bring himself to be angry at the human despite her disrespect and foolish behavior. Instead, he growled silently to himself and walked after Yvette.

…being pet on the head was surprisingly nice every now and then.

[color=0072bc]“Yvette-”[/color]

[color=aba000]“Shush.”[/color]

[color=0072bc]“Did you just shush me?”[/color] The dragon seemed absolutely shocked at the notion, though it wasn’t the first time it happened and wouldn’t be the last.

[color=aba000]“We’re here.”[/color] The dragon turned his gaze towards where Yvette was walking.

[color=0072bc]“Hm?...I see. Well. Let us get this over with. I tire of walking.”[/color]

[color=aba000]“Well if you're lucky this can be over quickly.”[/color] Ciervia and her both decided it'd be a good idea to at least walk the rest of the way after flying. After all, while she didn't have many problems with the church...they'd definitely have a problem with this. It was best to have a bit of...discretion on this matter. She didn't think anything would come of it, but she didn't want to potentially offend all of Shdowpine. Again. Because she hasn't done that a hundred times before. [color=aba000]“Come on. I want to get this over with before someone gets uppity that I'm nowhere to be found. Whoever we're meeting should be around here somewhere.”[/color] Ciervia nodded, remaining silent.

[color=aba000]"Keep an eye out for them...or any sort of suspicious people."[/color] Yvette said. Ciervia nodded. One wouldn't think much of a woman in a blue dress would be much of a threat to anyone. It was half there reason Ciervia took the appearance he did.