Taraah watched as the girl ranted, trying to absorb what she was saying, but exhausted as she was and with the pinkskin speaking at such speed, Taraah felt like Ruri's words were just bouncing off of her ears instead of going in. She couldn't hide the smirk that crawled on her face when the girl apparently realized that as well. Taking a moment to process what she said, Taraah looked to the ground sadly: "You are the only one who cares what happens to me. Everyone else just ran or attacked in fear. Humans gave me the name Ashwing." she introduced herself, spitting a small ball of fire in disgust. She hated the name. [i]Ash[/i]wing. As if she didn't have any fire.

"It's getting too late to travel safely. We should make camp somewhere and wait the night. I shall protect you until the morning, but then I will need to hide again." The dragoness said, a hint of sadness apparent in her voice. She didn't want to leave the only person that wasn't trying to hurt her. Perhaps she could stick with them in her human disguise. Tell them the Dragon left and that she escaped from the village late. With the plan in her head, she waited for the others.