The jowls flexed, shifting the whiskers forward some as the great beast mulled over the company before it. As careful and calm as the dragon's scales flexed to rest upon the hilt of a blade, they did not go unnoticed; the very tip of the dark tawny tail again twitched, the entire length as a whole in a fairly rigid curve. Truthfully it betrayed the immense cat's thoughts, though for the time being it remained mostly within its control. It kept watch of Caerziros Drajhan during the course of his introduction, right down to the manner in which he bowed, attempting to feel out his person.

[i]“I humbly thank you for your assistance in that battle. We may have not survived if it were not for you.”[/i]

All that made up the draconic heir suggested someone of station, be it the titles, the dress, the mannerisms, the speech. To the great cat, this amounted to little understanding beyond the obvious.

With a drawn out, husky snarl that petered off thereafter, the formidable company lifted its head to pay heed to one of the women who managed herself back to her feet; one of the cupped ears turned to her, attuned to her speech for a moment before it returned to the scaled one and his questioning, the rest of itself kept forward and toward the nearest, seemingly greatest threat. The situation both tense and unexplained, it paused for a few moments as it thought out its reply, none pleased that they seemed so unconcerned with this outcome.

[i]"Har Gathun e'nor, heman... thar e'wos mallun."[/i] The beast said, its vibrant eyes blinking poignantly before their harshness returned the very moment after.

The stare was critical, perhaps too much so, but nothing else filled its mind for the time being. All there was to keep in thought, was the thought that the clearing's relic was no more. 

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[i]Druidic[/i]
[i]"The Gate is gone, outsider... that is what matters."[/i]
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