He growled haltingly, his voice gruff as the raw growl caused his body to shimmer. Where is the third one? There was one more besides you and me and the mammal and the Naga. Where is he? I heard you talking to him... He demanded, a louder snarl ripping from between his jaws as his body shimmered faster, throwing off the illusion. After several minutes of this, a man about eight foot eleven stood wher the dragon had been, a scowl on his face and several snals rippling through his chest. "The Hunted?" He pondered, his voice now audable. "I hate having to speak that way...You stink, Sorain." He snorted, wrinkling his nose at her.
Sorain smirked then it turned to a furious scowl. "Don't tell me you smell dog and whatever other animal I've been on me...I'm deffinitely not in the mood, Caius." She snarled back.