That's a lot of golden hair/fur. .3.))
He nodded, quickly smiling. "Then I wont, either. Thanks." He nodded again, taking this as the end of the conversation, and got up. He started walking back to Volbeat, leaving Iratus there as the dragon moved, and huffed a stream of grey smoke. The rain had ceased to a small drizzle, now.
Ezihol dipped her head into the lake, vision easily letting her see easily into the unusually dark water, even if it was shallow. She watched a few disgusting-looking fish swim around, before quickly snapping her jaws around a fat, angler fish thing.