The creature froze, turning round to look for whatever was watching him. As he spotted the dragon, a smile broke over his face. He leaned over, outstretching his arms. "Oh, hello there~!" He called, obviously happy to see the dragon. "How're you?"

The dragon stared at the creature, then its head tilted. It leaned forward, and sniffed the creature, not entirely sure on what it was.

The creature in turn patted the dragon's nose gently, still grinning. "The name's Locke! What's yours?"

It growled something. Loki. it translated to.

"Ah! A good name!" Locke answered, still grinning. "What brings you here?"

My friend. he gestured up to Ciki. I sensed she was in the area.

"She doesn't talk much, does she?" Locke glanced up at Ciki and blinked before looking back at the dragon. "She must be nice, though."

Yes, she's very nice! He says happily.

"She doesn't quite show it, huh?" Locke looked back up at her, making a face. "Maybe it's because Wraith is such a grumpy old man. Not really in tune with nature." He paused as Wraith, who was only sitting a few feet away, shot him a withering look. Locke dutifully ignored it. "It kinda makes me wanna talk to her!"

You should! We talk all the time. Well, not all the time. She doesn't visit as often as she used too. Guess its cause she got older. He glanced up at her. But don't make hr mad, cause then she'll kill you. Or worse, send you to oblivion. He shivered a little, just thinking about it.