<font color='#000080'>A pair of heavy boots clopped into the court yard, followed by a giant black tail with a heavy flame raging on its tip, recharging from a vast amount of expended effort earlier. Palasaj’s ability to shift back into his natural form would come soon, but for the time being he’d be stuck as an evil looking black haired pretty boy with fox ears and a foxtail. Not that he minded, since appearances weren’t high on his priority list, but changing form was the least of his abilities. If he couldn’t do that, he wouldn’t be able to do other things. “Well, I could change back now. Maybe I should bide my time just in case I need energy." Palasaj looked into his right hand, palm up. The man summoned a small gathering of Fronima into his grasp, allowing the concentration to orbit his hand with small orbs of light. Nothing of real purposes other to see if he could muster strength if needed. He cast a gaze around the courtyard, getting his bearings of the area while dismissing the galvanized spirit until needed. If he could get to the dormitories, then he’d more than definitely figure out where his room was. It was his fault, since the tardy Pendragon did promise to be back earlier. He set Gujutyl on his shoulder, laying against the small pack that contained his few provisions, and set Fang onto the ground beside him, one hand on the hilt, rubbing against the orb on its end. “Which way should I go first?" Palasaj stared around again, not sure of which path to take. His eyes were small and slanted, a Mongolian fold with black, stone like eyes. The eyes were different than what he wanted them to be, not quite with the same function as humans might have lived with. The iris gave way to a slightly ice blue halo, etched with small, illegible characters that kept a perpetual spin around his iris even as a Pendragon, a slow circling ring that could only be noticed while staring into Palasaj’s eyes. He blinked quickly, lifting Fang from its rest and held it between his torso and his arms. I wish I had a map.</font>
<font color='#000000'>Zixtren came out from a path into the vew of Palasaj. He had a confused look on his face. His claws clipped slightly on the paved ground. With each step he limped slightly. When he saw that Palasaj seemed confused as well he began to make his way to him. Zix tried to hide his lmp as much as he could. He new that it must eventually heal, at least this is what he hoped. Hello, yeah im confused as well. Ya' gotta map? I do but can' read it. He smiled shamefuly. he had never been very good at reading maps or compass's he usually would find his way by himself. But in this case he had been lost for hours. from his pack he pulled out a long roll of parchment. Zix then passed the map to Palasaj then he asked, trying to seem friendly Whaz your name?</font>
<font color='#810541'>Tem's long hair fell around her body like a blanket as she walked forward, her arms crossed as they normally were when she was anywhere near unknown pendragons. Her eyes glimmered through the curtains of cerulean hair, catching sight of the pondering males. A smirk was forced as she stopped before them, her arms remaing crossed for her security. "You two seem to be lost. The expression on your faces proves that. Do you need some assistance?" The wind bellowed softly, causing her cloak to wrap, ever tighter around her slender figurene. Her tongue traced over her violet lips as she quickly rose her paw to whisk away the cobalt hackles that covered her shimmering morganite orbs. Bangles hung from her arms, chimming every time they hit the wrist or another of their kind; creating a rather soft and calming aura. Her left haunch wasn't like the others, not marked by a tatoo. For when she was younger she had gouged the sheet of flesh where it had been placed. Then she sewed together to prevent infection. Nothing but stitches and scar remained where the unknown birthmark once lay.</font>
<font color='#000000'>Zixtren smirked at the young 'dragons appearence. Pretty, gorgeous for that matter, though he kept his talkative voice at a few sentences Ah! fine Lady yes o' course we would like to have help from a kind soul as yourself, though I need to only wand'r these court'ards in search of whatever is in this place o' mystery. He perposly talked in big word and in a kind manner to atract the lady. He smiled at her, straightening himself to look his best, flexing his muscles to show her their power. He new not many were attracted to the likes of him, though he allways tried.</font>
<font color='#810541'>Tem chuckled softly as she crossed her arms, glancing at the male who took the time to reply and straighten himself for her appearance. "Where are you going?" She rose an eyebrow as she walked toward Zixtren, her figure resting aside his own as she glanced at the map from his side. Strands of hair danced across his chest yet she quickly pulled her hair back down with a flick of her wrist. Occasionally she glanced at the other 'dragon. Why isn't he talking? She'd occasionally ask yet would again focus on the other male's words.</font>
<font color='#000000'>Zix watched the gal take a look at the map, what was e to say to her, he had no idea where he was going. He had only come to take a look. He didn't want this first impresion to go any worse but he couldn't lie cause he didn't know Well, my lady, I don' rightly know where to go, for I come only to now that I think of such, for the likes of you, though truly I don't know exactly what is here, you might of help?</font>
<font color='#810541'>Tem rose an eyebrow at the male before releasing a soft chuckle. "Sure. Would you like a tour?" Her eyes flickered from the map to his own opticals. She stood, boredom already setting in. He'd have to hurry if he wanted her attention. She grumbled lowly, internal conflict arising over things previously done--nothing to do with him.</font>
<font color='#000000'>Zixtren smiled and was glad for the lady's offer. Though h could sense boredom. For a while he just stood there before answering. Trying to think of something to please her. Then he remembered the silver necklace that he had bought for his galfriend. He would show it to her and add a suprise. I sure would love a tour though I want to show you a fine piece of jewlery that I happen to have with me. He pulled out a small velvet box and pulled it oopen. Inside lay a beautiful necklace made of the finest silver. Very expensive. Though Zix was rich enough not to much care. He heard a russle in a a large tree and felt cold eyes upon him though not sure what it was and not wanting to make a mistake in front of the lady he kept quiet. Awaiting the reaction from the gal.</font>
<font color='#810541'>Tem ran a long clawed mitten over the delicate peice of jewelry, a interested glimmer falling over her facial visage. "It's very beautiful. I'm sure the girl who will receive it will be very pleased" She nodded slightly to Zix before proceeding forward in her gentle stride. The wind played with her long hair and caused her cloak to whip around her lithe frame. She glanced backward at Zix, flashing a toothy smile. " "Shall we continue?" She ran her crimson tongue over her plush violet lips, awaiting some sort of reaction, response, or movement from the other.</font>
<font color='#000000'>Zixtren smiled at the girls response and handed the jewel to her folowing her as they walked. take it, to please you, to thank you for this, and for the lady I seek is so near. He looked away hunting for whatever had caused the russtle. He felt eyes upon them he sensed something happening something going to happen. a load grunt arose and a small swish and click. Duck! He jumped at her and pushed the lady to the ground protectin' her. A load bang arose above them and a flaming ball the size of the 2 pendragons put together flew over their head just where they had been standing. We're under ATTACK!! Zix yelled then wispered in her ear so that whoever was attacking would not hear. I don't know who they are but they know what they've got to defend themselves. that is one strong weapon, I heard 'bout it and only the strongest 'dragons can use it so no need to alarm ya but we are in for it! OOC: take the lead from here please i aint good at leading!</font>
<font color='#810541'>Tem cringed as her back slammed against the ground, her eyes flashing open in a bright glow. She hissed before throwing the male off of her, her eyes scanning the horizon and what danger the other spoke of. She saw nothing. She rose an eyebrow as she rubbed her pained wings and held tightly to the necklace within her grasp. She thought for a moment before shaking her head and glancing at Zix. "This is a school of great arts, kind sir. They are practicing their magic, no need to be alarmed. I say we go to my dorm, there you can relax." She released a mocking smirk as she held out a paw to aid him in his attempt to rise. "By the way. My name is Tem." She slipped the necklace in a pocket as she immediately began to walk, not looking back to see if he was following, because somewhere, she had a hunch he would.</font>
<font color='#000000'>Zix gave a sheepish grin and blushed as tem helped him up and began to walk. He had made a fool of himself and kept walking following tem but this time staying far behind, not bothering to speed up. Your so stupid, I can't belive that you...uh! He began to mumble to himself being careful tem wouldn't hear. His legs didn't want to continue because he was so embarresed, never had it gotten this bad, never had this feeling been so strong. He didn't exactlyknow why and with nothing else in his mind he caught behind Tem and said in a weak voice. I'm sorry about back there, I was not thinking.</font>
