[h1][b][center][color=f7976a]Leonardo Armund[/color][/center][/b][/h1]
As the blonde-haired woman began walking away Leonardo was left standing with a slightly incredulous look, his friendly smile frozen. [i]Ice magic, the power to kill conversations[/i], he thought jokingly. "Well, figures, of course we are looking for the dragon." Leonardo dryly quipped. Since that was the case, it might do him good to know about what [i]these[/i] people want from the Dragon. His left hand reflexively found its way to the back of his own head, tugging lightly on his ponytail as he thought what to say at the woman, but no words successfully escaped his mouth.

In the end his wits failed him, forcing Leonardo to let out a sigh. Let alone gathering information, with how things are right now, his chances at survival doesn't look good if he didn't stick with at least one other person. He was about to silently follow the woman when another person, the one who waved earlier, came up and gave a late answer to his question. The first thing that caught his attention, of course, was the horns. A deer beast-kin. A really unusual sight for Leonardo. His sight was fixated at those asymmetrical features, nearly missing what she said until a certain word entered his ears.

[i]Food![/i] Assaulted by the sweet fragrance of fresh apples, Leonardo's mouth opened without him even noticing. After a mighty gulp, Leonardo corrected his expression, "You are [i]absolutely[/i] right. Sticking together is the [i]best[/i] thing to do right now, no question about it." Leonardo said, loud enough for the woman earlier to hear. The ripe, delicious-looking, fragrant-smelling apples totally, absolutely had no influence on his position in the matter. "My name's Leonardo Armund, an artist," he stuck his chest out proudly, which made for a slightly dorky pose given his modest height, "since we're both searching for the Dragon, let's help each other out!"