He listened to her, hands still wrapped around the flower, nodding slowly when she began to speak. Eventually a petal came off in his hand, and almost absentmindedly put the broken piece into his pocket. He stood silent for a moment after she had finished, thinking of what to say next- or more specifically how much he should share- before finally resuming speaking. "My family also moves around a lot." he said with a small shake of his head. "They don't like being held down in one spot for long- that's all to it." He wouldn't admit a lot of the other stuff- that many of those moves were because people figured out what they were and they had to run, or that a few cities were still probably looking around for him- none of this was something the girl needed to know. "I'm fine with it. Never seen anything else. My sister- same deal. Although she complains more than I do." He laughed at this, a small smile on his face. Afterwards he stood up, moving back a bit more- while the conversation was nothing bad he had a small feeling that he was intruding into their personal space. Usually he didn't care about doing so, and if asked he would deny that he even thought about it, but with stranger people like her he wanted to keep his distance. (She won't bite.) he thought to himself. (I mean- no, she won't bite. All these years and you've never seen another of your kin- why would this be different? If she is something...she would probably be some other beast...she's probably not!) He did his best to hold back from sighing again or hinting in some way to his thoughts.

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The woman noted how his grip on the flower tightened ever so slightly and watched as a petal slipped off but the male seemed to grab the frail plant's petal and slip it into his pocket seemingly subconsciously. Lacie noticed his silence, calculating what he might say next allowing the female to draw in a long, and gentle breath while watching the breeze speed through the trees in a gentle manner as she sighed in a relaxed manner before he spoke once more. The dirty-blonde haired woman nodded as he mentioned his family moved around a lot, "Ah, well I would say the same but I no longer keep in touch with my family." She reached up to brush a strand of her hair from her face once more as the breeze managed to push it more into her eyes than previously, when he mentioned his sister complaining a bit more than him she smiled lightly and offered a light chuckle, "I think I would be the same way in all honesty." Lacie did not seem to mind him in her personal space, in fact that just made her more curious as he backed away a bit more each time almost, making her tilt her head lightly, though most would not note him backing away her sharp senses did as she bit her lip faintly, figuring she would just make the situation more awkward if she asked why he might be backing away, she felt no need to lash out at him and generally was glad to have someone else to hold a nice conversation with. Though she lightly glanced down at his feet and back up to him, seemingly wanting to say something or offer a light hint that she knew he was backing away, any beast could tell by her actions that she knew they were backing away, which seemed to be the normal reaction when she met people.

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He knew they she could tell he was backing off, but he could care less. Anybody with eyes could probably tell what he was doing, but as long as they didn't do something to him for it he didn't care what they thought. "Then- how old are you? You don't seem to be the age to be on your own already. Unless I'm wrong." He looked over her, raising an eyebrow. Strange for somebody to be out here alone, with all the guards and the rumors and the wild animals. Something was off with them, but he didn't move back- he didn't want, now that she already knew what he was doing, to draw even more of her ire. "Although I shouldn't be one to judge."

(sorry it's short! it's late where I am)

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(Sorry I haven't been on the WiFi wasn't on too)

She watched him with peaked curiosity as she lightly shifted in her spot, drawing in a breath, though when he asked her age, she subconsciously froze lightly, averting her gaze, "I-I'm uh 20 years old....but since no one is around and I can tell you're a different species I shall say my true age, I am, in fact a hundred and twenty years old." Being blunt might as well work since he was showing strong signs of being something....different....there was no way he could deny what he was it else she would instantly know if he was lying or not, which made her lightly lean back in her seat where she was. The Warhound lightly brushed a strand of hair from her face as she gazed directly at the male in front of her, lightly tilting her head ever so slightly.

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He didn't expect her to straight out admit something. He was going to see it as just a strange conversation, nothing strange, just him, the weird girl, and the flowers...but once she said she was over a hundred years his eyebrows lifted. He had a feeling she was unnatural or some kind of beast, but for her to randomly admit she was some kind of long-lived creature on whatever hunch she had...he didn't like that. Now with her age told he could tell she wasn't at all his kind- dragon-folk of his type usually lived only a few years past the normal human lifespan, sometimes even less. No- she was something different. Not caring now what she would say, he backed off and raised his hands to his chest. "Different species from you, yes." he said, shaking his head. "But I'm just a normal dude- and as you know, we're not the biggest fan of beasts." That was a definite lie- he was dragonfolk after all- but he would deny it to them as long as he could. Of course if he attacked he may have to defend himself but that would only be a last case scenario- or he could lead them home and have his similarly draconic family fight back for him. He wasn't sure.

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Lacie huffed lightly as she glanced back towards him, chuckling lightly, "You seem surprised." The woman lightly tapped the flower beside her as it seemed to close its blossom for a moment making her smile lightly as she sighed faintly, carefully drawing an invisible pattern on the ground beside her. Her breathing was calm and collected as she hummed, eventually standing up, though she was a bit shorter then him, she leaned against the same tree that she had used as a back rest moments before. Her blue/grey eyes scanned his form and expression making her chuckle lightly as he said he was normal, that made her scoff playfully, "Why don't you admit that you're not human, I can tell by your scent what you are no need to lie in all honesty, no one is around 'cept us and that's it." Her eyes lightly changed to a purple-ish infused color as she scanned his stance, though she meant no harm, it was obvious as he darted the question seemingly. "Actually I'm a hybrid not necessarily a beast.." She murmured lightly looking down at the ground below her as she sighed gently looking back up at him, crossing her arms over her chest as her necklace shaped like the tattoo on the back of her neck of three beasts in one circle, the necklace enabled her a bit more control of herself in beast mode. Lacie traced the pattern of the bark of the tree she had pressed her side against while drawing in a slight breath to watch his movements.

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He kept up the surprised face, shaking his head and not at all willing to let down his guard. Long-lived beasts were usually forest stalkers, creatures that sank their fangs into unsuspecting necks and were hard to take down to boot. One dragonfolk could usually deal a good bit of damage, but depending on what they were, slaying them would be another matter entirely. He prepared for a fight if need be, trying to keep his breath level. Even if he couldn't take them out himself, there was of course his family to lead them to... He blinked sharply to get his head back in the game. "I'm not lying to you." he said with an angered look on his face, accentuated more by the fighting stance he was starting to take. "If you smell some sort of weird scent on me, it's not mine. And even if you're a hybrid, by what you're saying I'm guessing you have the bestial blood in you." He snarled, trying to make it more of a sound a humanoid could make than the guttural hiss of a dragon. Looking at the mark on the back of her neck he realized that she really was one of those hybrids- he racked his mind to think of a specific type he knew of. Dragonfolk could only change into one thing, and their only benefit for it was full control over it. He didn't want to know what kind of control this girl had over her changes.

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She ran her tongue over her fangs that had appeared casually gazing up at the sky rolling her eyes lightly as she drew in a breath, "Nice stance ya got there chip." Lacie chuckled lightly as she picked a flower from the tree as she slowly twirled it in her fingers, allowing a bit more of her beast's personality to take over making her yawn boredly, "If you want we can spar but in all honesty I don't feel like battling another Dragon to death." She returned her gaze back at the male, crossing her arms over her chest huffing lightly, "You are true that I do have bestial blood coursing through my veins." Her hand reached up to u cover her eyes as they changed into more Dragon-like eyes, glowing a dull purple color with dragon pupils, "Anyway. I shall be going now." Her voice was slightly flat as she started walking towards the other side of the forest, lightly skipping over the small brook in the middle of the field. The Warhound silently brushed against some flowers making several petals float around her as she chuckled taking in her surroundings as the male silently seethed behind her making her chuckle.

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He didn't stop when she spoke, or when she yawned- he stayed still, keeping his eyes alert for any movement the she would make. Once they mentioned they were a dragon he stopped a moment- which type of dragon? There were multiple kinds- the hybrid dragons, the dragonfolk like him, or some beasts that just randomly got draconic features. The draconic eyes were a tipoff that they were at least one of the three. "I don't know what you're talking about, but I'll have you know that there's multiple kinds of dragons!" he snarled, doing even less this time to have his voice sound normal. "Yeah- you better go before I call the hunters." he said, taking a few steps around the field and flattening flowers with heavy steps. The fact that they found the whole situation so amusing bothered him greatly- he watched her for a few more moments, thinking of whether he should go after her or not, but eventually deciding not to. He wouldn't go to the hunters of course- they would likely go after him and his family too- but he at least could tell his family something was around. Taking more steps back, not wanting to turn around lest she struck, he started to walk away as swiftly as he could. This was not what he expected from a conversation.

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"Why would a measly human know there's multiple species and types of dragons sweetheart," she snickered lightly gazing at him, her snarky vampire side emerged just in personality as she retorted back humming lightly and rocking on her heels, "Please be my guest, call the hunters I'm sure they'd love to have your head instead." Lacie chuckled deeply, quietly walking off and disappearing into the trees, shifting fully into her vampire form who had happened to make an appearance and was angrily plotting a hunt for some deer or something to quell her thirst before she vamped out on innocent passerbyers. Though it seemed like her thoughts were answered as she caught wind of some deer, immediately setting her into hunter's mode as she stalked the deer herd, finding a weaker doe out of the group and suddenly springing forth to tackle the animal, biting into it's neck to drain the sweet liquid within its body. Soon she was resting under some cedars in a small part of the forest surrounded by smooth stones all around her, being back into her human form made things easier for her as she hummed a light tune to herself sighing lightly to gaze at some fallen needles from the tree. In her hand she held a handful of needles sighing lightly as the thunder rolled in the distance.

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He walked off as fast as he could, moving off to tell his family about them- even if he couldn't get the typical beast-hunters, there was nothing stopping him from enlisting his own family to do the work. Moving as fast as he could, taking an erratic route through the woods to possibly make it hard to track him, he went to his small home- it was simple, kind of like a log cabin or other sort of small hut. It was barely big enough for the four of them but it was comfortable enough- and everybody was close enough together that it wasn't hard to get their attention to tell them what he had seen. His parents seemed mostly concerned about the whole thing while his sister seemed more upset about the whole thing- her claws (she must have shifted into dragon form sometime recently if she still had them visible) clenched and ready to fight if need be. While his parents were asking where and when the encounter had happened, and whether they leave or risk sending something to take the more dangerous beast out. His sister hinted that she wanted to do the whole thing herself, possibly dragging Auden along with her and seeing whether a pair of dragons could fight them down. He was tempted to actually try to fight them off if he would see them again- and his sister promised she would stick close for the time being.

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Now the hybrid did not exactly want to fight, instead it was more like she wanted to fit in somewhere, but sighed lightly realizing she could never really fit in anywhere as she leaned against the tree, silently cursing her vampire's personality to bleed out, knowing how much of a smart elec her vampire side was. Lacie sighed lightly banging her head against the tree, stopping to gaze up at the sky with a slight yawn, the day's events had made her drowsy but she never would sleep out in the open, or in her human form either, so she opted for an unclaimed cave where she allowed her dragon half control, curling into a ball her, form was much larger than typical dragonfolk's- her scales were a black color with tiny white flecks, looking like stars, and by now her eyes were dragon-slitted and a glowing purple, just like her throat whenever she opened her mouth, four horns, sharply curved forward around her reptilian ears poked about sort of like a bull's horns. The she-dragon shook her massive wings and stretched them out as cool water from the cavern's roof dripped down, landing on her in a soothing manner continued dripping down occasionally. Though she may have been sleeping, she was still alert as always since her kind were usually hunted down and shredded for their blood's healing qualities which is partialy why she was practically on the run now.

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Auden stayed in his home for the rest of the day, making sure that he didn't look outside too often lest he was followed. The whole encounter shook him to his core and he didn't want to think about what had happened, shaking his head every time the thought came up. For some reason meeting another beast disturbed him and he would hate to know if there were any more like them. As he was home with family he had no reason to stay alert at night- all he did was go down to his small room in the basement and curl up with a small sigh, staring at his sisters bed across from him until he fell asleep. His parents usually took shifts guarding the home in their normal forms, trying to seem like a normal family apart from the fact that they were on the edge of society and taking shifts in the first place. If something happened his mother or father- whoever was on guard- would call for them, and they had already been taught the escape path until it was ingrained in their minds. They wouldn't forget it anytime soon, and they sometimes repeated it to themselves in their minds. They had to move so many times before- it was no longer just in case of emergency. Anything could be an emergency.

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The female slept for most of her day comfortably tucked away in her cave she had located along the outskirts of the forest, yet far enough away to ensure she could not have been seen shifting making her yawn lightly. Though once the sun went down she was awake and ready to hunt, this time craving both blood and meat in her feral form as she stood up, her wings brushing against the wall and rocks as water dripped down her snout. Her glowing purple irises shone faintly yet distinctly in the dark as she slipped down amongst the rocks, hiding in the shadows as she caught the scent of some wild mountain goats nearby. Following her instincts she could see the outline of the herd very vaguely by the distance in which was between both the dragoness and her prey, the sound of her tail brushing against nothing made little to no noise as she slinked off towards the animals, carefully not to leave any signs of being there making her way to the prey, once upon them she struck like a thief in the night, carrying one of the injured creatures off towards her cave where she could eat in peace, being the night-themed dragon she was, it was obvious that she was nocturnal and feasted during the night silently.

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As an ice dragon instead of a night dragon he felt no need to get out and hunt- all of his hunting was done during the dawn or dusk when less would be around. Even though his eyes worked well in the darkness and his avian form preferred the night he still had the human need to rest once it got dark. The next night maybe he would hop out- but it wasn't necessary. The avian part of him that relished in the darkness didn't want to awaken yet, the urge to shift happily absent. He felt good about that. At dawn was when he usually woke up- once the light came over the trees his eyes snapped open, and he stood up to take on the day. He dared go back to the flower fields, only now remembering the flower he kept in his pocket, and he moved towards the left from his house. From what he remembered the flowers were somewhere to the right, and he didn't even want to risk it. Moving fast he looked towards a few caves and rocks in the distance, curious yet not wanting to head close and get attacked by a bear or something. Instead he looked around for any signs of deer or whatnot, something he could catch and bring back home. Anything was helpful enough.

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