[b]Byakko[/b]

Byakko was amused by the lack of fear from Drane. Most mortals would rightly cower in fear at the sight of him, especially those that had committed acts against his domain.

~You don't fear me,~ Byakko commented, rather dryly, flicking a few of the leaves that had fallen from the trees up around Drane's cheeks. ~Luckily, for you, you have committed no acts against this world, so you truly have no reason to fear me. You actually have cared well for the creatures in this world, a commendable trait. Continue to do so. You have great potential to be an ally to those in this world that cannot speak like you and I, those that may be tread upon unwillingly. Protect them as you have.~

It was even rarer for Byakko to give praise to anyone. Few people were pure enough not to receive some kind of admonishment from the Ruler of the Winds. It was a testament to Drane's character.

A singular leave flew up towards Drane's forehead, pressing against it strongly. It was Byakko's way of examining the potential people had. The wind swirling around the leave was forceful, yet gentle enough to not break his skin.

~Your ability to grow is even more impressive than I thought,~ Byakko seemed to be musing something, his mental tone inquisitive.