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The woman snickered softly when she observed Elle's attention being caught. She might be old (well older than Elle anyway) but she remembered what that kind of feeling was. Opting to stay silent about it she kept up her light pace, moving a bit faster as Elle's skills caught up.

"You're doing fine. Just... oops!" The loop had fallen and caught her around the arch of her foot. Not a normal place to rope but apparently it worked!

At the sound of Drac's surprise and the soft thud of her hitting the deck Lonan's head snapped up, seeming to judge the following sounds before finishing the cool down and settled the equine back in the barn.

He might have stayed in there had he known of the mischeif in Drac's eyes.

"Hey Elle, want to try a real moving target?" The fox grin on her face was not accidental.

"Don't look so worried. You just surprised me." She was chuckling at herself for falling. It hadn't hurt a lick.

"Great!" Giving a short whistle she mobved to Elle's side, carefuly placing a hand over the sore muscles.

"Nothing too bad. Just hold still for a moment." There was a soft shicking sound followed by prickling. A few little movements and the prickling went away. "That better? Really, old form of modified acupuncture."

"You whistled?" There was the faint trace of bemusement in the soft voice. Lonan stood at the end of the deck, longcoat tossed over the rail. Drac's grin was back

"Yup. Two words."

"Let me guess. Target and practice."

"Got it in one."

The pale youth just sighed softly before settling on the balls of his feet, wings balanced behind him.

Drac smiled, watching as Lonan took a classic stance, ready to move lightly on his feet. Seeing Elle hesitate though, one ear flicked in confusion.

"Do not fall into the trap of others, Elle. I am not spun glass. Do not treat me as such." He had not dropped his stance as he spoke.

Suddenly Drac shot forward, aiming a punch where Lonan's head had been a moment before. He ducked expertly, drawing a hand up to block. There was a slight grin on Drac's face as they sparred. Lonan recognized the trick. Prove the body worth while tiring and moving to aid the cohort. He should recognize the move since Drac had been the one to teach it to him.

He allowed himself to be herded, jumping once in a while to avoid a kick. He moved with a fluid grace that few with sight could manage.

She'd thrown the loop at an oportune moment, just as he was straightening from dodging a kick and balanced back with his wings down. The loop fell to circle his arms and wings before tightening. Surprising him slightly as he fell to the deck.

"Nice toss Elle! Enjoy." Snickering the draconic woman walked off, leaving a slightly confused Lonan on the deck still roped by the lasso.

"Elle?" There was no worry in his voice or manner. Only a slight confusion. There was no fear of his current possition on the deck with his wings pinned under him and the lasso around him.

When Drac walked away he was even more confused, brows moving to form a slight furrow on his forehead. Automatically he turned towards the gentle creaking sound as Elle came closer, head tilted slightly in curiosity, wind blowing a few fine strands of ruby tipped ebony in his face.

Confusion turned into a faint flicker-smile of amusement at the kiss, an eyebrow rising to vanish under his fringe. "Should I be worried?"

He shifted on his back, carefully swinging his legs under him until he was kneeling on the deck. This was a bit tricky, his wings were pointed straight down, not folded against his back. It would be a bit of a stunt to stand up without stepping on his own feathers or bending a few quills that would need to be straightened later.

Actually... how was he going to stand with his wings out? They were longer than his body was tall, so even if he stood up completely straight they'd drag. He stayed still as he tried to figure out a way to stand, black feathers looking almost like a set of dark fireworks coming from his shoulderblades.

Dark wings shuffled a bit, testing their range before laying still again. A faint shiver ran through Lonan as Elle's breath tickled his ear, pushing down the instinct to rub said ear against his shoulder to get rid of the lingering sensation.

Feeling Elle settle against his back he settled on his haunches as his balance adjusted, leaning slightly back into her.

"There are types of liberty that can be best experienced through captivity. If I did not want to linger I would already be gone." Pale eyes slid closed in appretiation for the gentle touch on his neck. A soft sigh left his lips as he relaxed further, completely uninclined to move at present.

The muscles in Lonan's arms and wings were relaxed as the rope was moved, the only realy movement from them coming from the soft in and out of his breath. He let his head fall forward as Elle pressed her face to the back of his neck. The soft stir of warm air over the skin there was calming and secure. Following her lead he stayed still, tilting his head a bit when asked.

That faint smile wasn't so flicker-fast this time.

"It has taken you this long to finally see that what I spoke was true? I told you a long while ago Elle, from winer through the growing and fading and back to spring again that I was content to be netted. I have not moved since the net was cast. It only took you time to realize the cage's door has been open all along, and I have been flying back to it everytime I was cast loose." He leaned back a bit further, brushing his cheek against her's as best he could from the awekward possition.