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Toki, lazying about on a broad and sturdy tree branch on Sereina, enjoyed the feeling of sun on his scales. The chilly end of winter was not very kind to his old bones... though his companion Fea dragons loved it. Pesha, the small blue male, was perched on his back, snoozing and giving off small chirping snores.
Kashi, the white and red stripped female, was trying to attack his tail as he twitched about to play with her. All three of their heads twitched and shifted towards the sounds of intruders.


Toki, upon hearing the boy (dovaa by his scent) stop beneath his branch to catch his breath, wrapped his tail about Kashi to keep her from investigating. No sense in letting the boy know they were there, he was enjoying his nap. But he gave them away anyways when he heard Vyren's proclamation.

A deep mocking laugh rolled out as he chortled at the young boy.
"Oh please, boy. Many kill their first dragon!" He said as he stopped laughing and released Kashi to go and play with the other fae's. If there was one thing Toki loved to do, it was pop arrogant or overconfident people's bubbles!

Toki snorted as he stretched out languidly. Pesha chirped in irritation as he was moved from his perch on Toki's back.
"I am called Toki, shaman of my tribe. A Khehora, small boy, definitely not a dragon. You don't get out often do you?" What two legger couldn't tell a dragon from Khehora? Obviously one who didn't pay attention to his teachers...

"I have many wants. One is to laugh at you right now." He grinned, showing his sharp row of teeth. Kashi snickered, it was the only way to call the sound she made. She thought the dovaa boy was amusing, acting all scared and startled!

Toki shook his head as he heard the dagger slid out of the sheath. The sound was short, which meant it was small and he need not worry. "You're going to attack me with that? I haven't even moved from up here boy. How are you going to reach me?" He sighed with disappointment. "THere is no reason to pull that out, if I were threatening you, I would be acting much differently, trust me. Have you not learned to recognize threatening actions?"

Toki laughed out loud at the sheer audacity of the boy. Well, points for bravery... but penalties for stupidity! He stood up and arched his back to pop it before flaring his wings and re-furling them as he hopped down to the ground to tower over the boy. The child's head didn't even top Toki's shoulder, and he leaned his head down so his blind orbs were at Vyren's eye level.
"Calmly child. Insulting me will get you no where. I told you I was a shaman, that should tell you immediately that an un-clanned dovaa such as yourself is no match for me." He settled back on his hind quarters and reached out a claw to grab Kashi who was trying to harass Vyren and his Faes.
"A Ysali kill is not too impressive boy, they are the weakest of the Dragons... of which I am not." He said warning. "Call me by my name, rank or Khehora. Do not call me Dragon again nor insult me." He sent a spark of power across his scales, letting the small lightning bolts dance before calming them down.
"I would leave you alone.. except your attitude makes me wish to correct you. Arrogance will only get one killed. Now, I told you my name, common courtesy dictates you tell me yours... unless you have no manners?" Kids! This one's parents obviously had spoiled him!

Toki reached out with his clawed fore hand and lightly buffeted the kid on the back of the head.
"Respect your elders and betters, boy." He growled warningly. "Unless you want me to beat it into you. You're worse that the newly hatched Orakoi! Didn't your mother teach you any manners?" While he hated to hurt any child, this one was getting on his nerves. Maybe he's just scared? His voice was rising and he was acting very much like a brat…

Toki, sensing the taunts from Brand though the reactions of his own Fae's, growled at all four of them in the dragon tongue; Behave all of you. Dealing with one bratty child is enough; unless all four of you are still mewling hatchlings? While he could not understand their dialect, he knew they could understand him, or at least Pesha and Kashi could. Pesha settled down and chirped in irritation, he was no brat! He had important work to do acting as big pa's eyes! Kashi also cooled off; she didn't want to be thought of by her 'father' as a hatchling who needed lectures. She turned her back to the others and perched behind Toki's wings to groom herself, studiously ignoring the others.

"You haven't even chosen a clan yet dare to presume to think you are better than me? You've lived what… A mere handful of years? I was born and fighting before your parents ever walked this land. You've killed but one dragons. I've lost count of how many I've killed over there decades. I will demand respect if nothing else… ad to be called by my name and not an incorrect race… unless you are so stupid as to not realize the difference between Khehora and Dragon?" He growled and shook his head, rattling his frills with a sigh. "But what can one expect from a sheltered spoiled brat who's only ever faced one small tiny dragon? You've probably never been out of that soft safe haven of home before, so perhaps you are merely ignorant of reality? Acting arrogant and confident when you reek of fear. You do know I can smell it on you right? A rather tangy scent it is. He snorted with amusement.

Toki growled at the continued arrogance and stupidity of the boy.
“No wonder you are an idiot; nothing but a hotheaded father to teach you with no calming words from a more intelligent mother.” He sighed in disgust at the childish threat. “Is that the best you can come up with? Old man-dragon? My father will hunt you down? You apparently have eyes but are blinder than I am. Cease with the dragon already, brat. As for your father, ” Toki reached behind him and grabbed the Firani orb from the small pack he carried around hidden on his back. “Friani’s aren’t too tough. Water douses and cools the fire where it strengthens and carries lightning. Hopefully one day someone will dump water on you and make you see sense. I will not. Teaching the young of my tribe is bad enough, trying to teach a bratty idiot who can’t even tell the difference between Dragon and Khehora is not worth my time.” He stood up and deliberately just walked over Vyren as if he was dirt.
“Go home to your father and whine to him, foolish brat. Try not to die on the way back to your safe hidey hole.”
Toki growled to himself as he stalked away, what an idiot! If I meet him again, I'll make sure to pound sense into him. Can't do it now since he's too weak and my claws too sharp. .. Plus my anger may make me go to far. He shook his head and put the boy out of his mind. Let his elders and other Dovaa deal with him.