Zakohel had changed clothes earlier in a nearby forest. No one seemed to know who he was. He was a little paranoid at anyone who looked his way. He noticed a woman with silver hair In a dark alleyway. He didn't get a good look at her, but she was most definitely not a Vulto. Probably a foreigner peasant. He figured, not wanting to get distracted.

He turned away, but got a feeling that someone was watching him. He turned back to the peasant, she didn't move a muscle at all. Is she even alive? He shrugged the thought off. She wasn't his priority. He shook his head, and continued walking, trying to ignore the feeling of being watched. 

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SkyFire found him. She was watching him through his own eyes. A couple days ago, she turned into a human and exchanged some coins for some warmer clothing. She needed something to regulate her body temperature. "Dracki. It's all I have," She bartered with the Shopkeeper. He tried reasoning with her until she told him that it was made of pure gold.  She turned her attention back to the vulto. She followed him on foot now.

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Zakohel was a village away from the alleyway where the peasant girl was sitting, yet he still felt like he was being watched. Or followed... He quickly reasoned that possibility away. There is no way someone would have interest in him. He was wearing the clothes of a peasant and he even scratched his face up and dirtied it to make the disguise more potent. He sat down on a bench, tired. He had been walking for days on end. 

He was sitting for what seemed like an hour. The watching presence seemed to have disappeared. He decided that he should check into an Inn. He scanned the area, there was one inn in sight. 

When Zakohel entered the building, the one thing that amazed him was that the peasant girl he saw was at the front desk. "It's pure gold," the girl spoke. Is she even a peasant? He couldn't believe that someone like her would have pure gold. He ran up to the girl. "He's with me," She stated. Did she read my mind? How did she know that he wanted to go with her.

A few moments later, the two were in their room. "What's your name?" Zakohel asked. The girl ignored him, and went straight into the restroom, taking her bag. What the- He cut his thoughts short. If she could read them he didn't think she'd like them.

About an hour later she emerged from the restroom. She was wearing a dark red cloak. Zakohel couldn't contain his amazement. "Draco..." His mouth was wide open. The girl simply nodded.

"Who are you?" Zakohel asked nervously, He fiddled with his bracelet. A habit he need to stop. He had to admit the Draco was beautiful and awfully familiar. Dark crimson scales, large wings, and white hair that seemed silver. He looked directly at her face. The black bandana covered her eyes so he couldn't see them.

"My name is SkyFire," the Draco responded with a Hoarse voice. Zakohel's Heart almost stopped. Why was the queen of Dracklen be here?  "You know of me? Interesting," SkyFire spoke. Was she a mind reader?!  "Yes. I am a mind reader," She answered his thoughts.