Masked Intentions [Lilynette/Dragon]

The Dragon had fed for the day, and so that left her to simply wander. She had no hobbies, nor any desire for such, and she had no one to talk to. It was rare someone sat down and simply conversed with the big scary dragon. As it turns out, not many people were particularly willing to just sit around a dragon who's body was covered in spikes and acid. But that was fine. It pained her to lack such interaction when she was younger, but as she slowly became jaded towards the endless dread of eternity, she stopped caring nearly as much.

And so she walked, her heavy body stomping around beneath her sheer weight with every step. All she was doing was turning to observe her surroundings, moreso out of curiosity than out of wariness. Humans tended to abandon that which they did not need. Their kind was of constant evolution. She had always known that. But a whole city... The wastefulness left a sour taste in The Dragon's mouth.

But she wasn't the only one here. Another Hollow, she could smell it. What a distinct scent though. And these wolves... were they supposed to be sneaky? She was an animal too, her senses weren't the most acute but they were enough to notice when something was wrong. But wolves weren't made of reishi like this. So this was someone with a more developed power. But what did they have to gain from watching her?

"What do you want?" She said loud enough for the wolves to hear in an attempt to interact. "You're not clever, fool. I can smell you from over here. Show yourself or take your rats back to the shadows with you, coward."

If that didn't get their attention, she didn't know what would.

The dragon huffed in annoyance as one of the wolves padded up to her so casually and started speaking, no doubt the master through its pawns. Whatever it was, it was being inquisitive right off the bat. The Dragon preferred not to waste her breath when she could help it, and while she felt a strong urge to walk away, it was the creature's particular choice of question that pissed her off enough to stay and spitefully answer.

"Names are for cowards who are afraid of being forgotten."

Her words were firm, sharp, and pointed right at Lilynette. That would be more than enough for The Dragon to get her feelings across without needing to say much more, even if she wasn't really answering the question that was posed. But it didn't matter how little she knew or how disinterested she was, a pup like this in the middle of nowhere was strange. And with so little to do that they would walk right up to her in rank and form?

"What is a pup like you doing out here? Don't you have humans to consume?"

It was likely that this Hollow had also fed recently just like her. The passive aggressiveness in her tone should have conveyed her disinterest, but if the wolf thing still wanted to converse, then she would oblige if only because she too was bored.