Llusia looked up at the boy and his dragon and went to her pack "If you're cold, ask him to keep his wings above you, it is much like a shelter. HIs body heat will also keep you warm" she did her best to help out the boy, seeing he seemed to be youngest. She never realized how deep and raspy her voice was, until she compared it to the boys, almost laughing to herself. She looked out of her one good eye and it seemed she was one of the oldest in the group form what she could tell, as well as Soverath. Soverath seemed to be on the bigger size ranging out of the other dragons, with her black scars and multiple tails and wings it made her seem bigger as well. She looked between them all and considered herself to look a lot more of someone who had gone through a battle and turned out on the bad side of a blade. Her scar on her stomach didn't help much and she looked down at it "Llusia, are you mad still about that, I said i was sor-" the dragon looked worriedly at her, almost in the same deep raspy voice. Llusia gave her a fierce look and Soverath lowered her head "Just drop it okay, not in front of these guys..." the dragon nodded and rubbed her snout on Llusia back and she patted her snout.