Not wanting to rush her sister too quickly Stormy huffed, then silently sat beside her and faced the male as he swiftly dispatched his prey. 
  Watching him, face blank with thought and caution, Rala began flicking her tail back and forth. The sun caught her scales and shifted them between a shimmering blue, and a hidden purple or green.  

  Trying to ignore the now dead sheep on the ground the dragoness let out a breath, heavy with the stench of sulfur. She frowned when the male didn't take to eating his meal like so many other dragons would have gladly done; mocking them with it. 
   He instead paced around his food and watched them, to which Rala snorted, "Don't let us stop you."