Blin "Brytag" Alborse Eli Wyn
Blin grinned as Eli approached him and punched him, in a friendly manner, in his shoulder. Kal moved to the other side, carefully keeping its own eyes on the red furred little mouse creature. Blin clapped his iwn hand on Eli's shoulder.
"It's great to see you made it down...."
"Yes," Eli replied with a nod of his own, his expression growing serious for a few moments, "Now we miss only one - I hope she's okay. I really hop-" As he was about to finish, a shuffling sensation cut him off.
A blur of white, and Kalikorix had shot from Blin's shoulder and ran along his arm onto Eli, the red fox-mouse squeaked a battlecry of pure terror and startled from its hiding place began to shoot around Eli's upper torso. Kal followed swiftly but not as fast, its wings seemed to impede its speed as it raced to follow.
Blin took his arm back in shock at Kal's action and stared to speak when he noticed something subtle about the chase. Kal was losing ground. No the mouse-fox was gaining it. The distances between the two altered and all of a sudden Blood Terror of the Night Sky was chasing Kalikorix the White Dragon around.
"What the...."
Kal had suddenly leapt from Eli and glided to Blin's shoulder, Blood Terror in sheer abandon jumped the distance to follow. They did one pass around Blin's shoulders before Kal's claw dug into Blin's shoulder and it tipped over onto its back. Kal back legs clawed into the cloth Blin was wearing and a little into his flesh (again) and its front legs splayed up and outwards. Blood Terror ran into Kal, it squeaked shrilly once again and darted it's tiny head about looking for escape.
Both the friends companions were breathing heavily and Kal's head drooped backward on its long flexible neck before its eyes closed and its panting began gentle snores. Its two front legs didn't exactly grip the scared mouselike creature, more like gave it a hug.
"...Hell?" Eli finished Blin's sentence as he watched the race unfold. The two seemed to be getting along and it actually looked as if their respective companions held some traits similar to their owners - if that's what Blin and Eli even were to them. Eli approached the fiery mouse, before gently taking it away from the "death" hug of the White Dragon. "Rest a bit, furry." Eli said with a smile, as he put it into the front pocket of his shirt.