The wind blew with an erie howl throughout the forest, the branches stretched and cracked as the wind stressed them. The thin trucks of the pines heaved back and forth in a steady rhythm. Being folded for quite some time now, she hoisted her massive wings upwards in a brief strain, stretching out the bones and muscles that had been cooped up in a tight unnatural ball. A relaxed snort shuddered her shoulders loosening any tension she might have gathered while meeting this handsome, husky stallion. The breeze began to toughen as it blew her long tail against her legs and her mane flowing wildly thrusting it entirely to one side. This didn't seem to annoy her, as she had gotten used to this when she had resided in colder climates previously. Another small seductive smile crept across her velvet maw as she folded her wings against her body once more, the tips barley dragging the earth. She was oddly intrigued by this interesting stallion for some unknown reason. Her pools explored the ivory dragon obediently perched atop of his withers. She seemed fascinated with this creatures behavior. She pictured dragons to be fierce bloodthirsty beasts. Although this one was a bit small, still her mind questioned the fact. Then, he spoke with reason and poise to his tone in voicing. "Pleasure to meet you, Gaia. My name is Lace, and this Fajira." She returned a soft spoken, polite greeting. "It is also a pleasure Lace." Nodding her head briefly, offering him a pleasant smirk. "Have you been traveling for a long time? If you are in need of rest, you are welcome to find food, shelter and plenty of company with my herd. Its a small group,but friendly; Im sure you would enjoy our homeland." These words surprised Gaia like a kick to the chest. She jolted her head backwards ever so slightly in sheer bewilderment. He barley even knew her and yet he was asking her to join his herd? Unintelligent but kind. Should she reject for her own sake? Or trust him? Previous experiences had scarred her for life in approaching strangers. Large grooved scars cut deep into the flesh covered mainly her chest and legs. Not all was entirely her fault, but the vast majority. She opened her maw to speak hesitantly, hastily taking a step backwards. "It is very kind of you to offer, Lace..But must I add..How can you confide in someone you just met?" She questioned with a puzzled expression, a indecisive smirk crossing her muzzle.