Sleeping Dragons

"Oh there are definitely some who do, a lot of us hoard stuff," his claw flicked off a small brach that'd landed on his head. "I think one of the Drakenhadts has a gold vault...maybe he rolls in it when bored," he'd snicker at that thought. "I don't hoard really....well...I sorta hoard magic I guess."

He'd lean his chin on one of his clawed hands, his tail swaying behind him a little. "Well......good guess," the idea that someone could accurately guess his age by how he acts kind of annoyed him, "you're...what...eighteen?" She looked a few years older than him, she was human so her being immortal was less likely.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm not in any hurry," he'd say his glowing eyes glancing at her watching her draw. "You drink coffee?" he'd ask, his tail continuing to sway as they talked.

"Gods no, boarding people sounds....incredibly creepy." Just the thought of someone hoarding people made his skin crawl, he'd probably slap around someone who did that. "Luckily the island has laws against that kinda stuff," unless people agreed to be hoarded, the he supposed it'd be allowed.

"Yeah yeah, I'm sixteen," the young dragon admitted, "guess I always sound like a teenager." He'd nod, "yeah, guessed you were around that age," not a year or two older, instead three years older.

He'd glance up at the sun, "well....it's about lunch time....and I'm always hungry after a long nap." The tip of his tail tapped on the ground a few times. "Wanna grab food after you're finished," he'd been trying to make more friends lately, even if he was depressed.

Stretching catlike he'd shift down to human form, letting out one more yawn. "Oh?" he'd scratch the back of his head, "well that would be quite the coincidence." She seemed nice, interesting at least, enough to keep him talking.

He'd go to say something but was quickly interrupted by his stomach growling very loudly. "Well then.....," he'd clear his throat, "damn growth spurt has me always hungry anymore." He'd say it was worth it, his dragon form was getting a significant size boost.

Eein would stretch a bit more, his back popping ever slightly. "So.....food?" he'd smirk a little, "assuming we end up at the same place." He was thinking of a small restaurant not far from here, decently popular among students.

He'd glance at the skateboard curiously. "You're mod of transport?" he'd ask as he stretched once more before starting to follow her.

The young dragon would snort as he walked with her. "Yes, well, getting an extra twelve feet to my dragon form means I need more food," he'd smirk a little, "and hey, naps are nice, thanks to naps you got a head start on drawing me."

Eein watched her zoom off, he'd shift into dragon form, staying at a small six feet tall his wings would lift him. "Why would I run?" he'd ask teasingly as he caught up, flying just above and to the side of her, "flying is much better."