Nikolai Drakon || Male

Phallon couldn't help but feel how odd it was to be human as she sat on the couch, even as her dragon acted on it's own, coaxing and encouraging Keanu's to interact with her, desperate to fight against Phallon's own control over her to get a chance to play and enjoy herself, even as the interaction seemed to have an odd impact on her own hatchling, the tinier dragon spirit seeming to flare stronger briefly, as if wanting to keep close to the mother dragon. It was that tiny spur of reaction that had Phallon slamming down hard on her inner dragon, chaining it down, as Keanu had done to his. Not wanting her child to get fussy (and most likely end up kicking her) just because her dragon was in a playful mood. She also didn't know what would happen if she did let her inner beast react with Keanu's, especially if the inner spirit of her hatchling tagged along. Her dragon was pouting now though, she noticed, not that it bothered her any, but she did glance at the male dragon, "I apologize . . . my dragon hasn't had anyone to play with since Basil left. I'm afraid she's quite demanding of attention." She mumbled embarrassed by her dragon's actions, dropping her gaze back to her lap. Her dragon had never sought out another's inner dragon before . . . and the action had surprised the russian. And it wasn't something she wanted her beast to do again . . . who knew what kind of trouble it might cause.

She was glad when she, as well as he was able to focus on the teasing, smiling when he placed hand to his chest, his words scoffing, and she giggled at him, "Hmm, I'm nothing if not merciful. So I suppose I'll leave your dear swords alone." She teased, before smiling when at his response to self defense, her gaze dancing with excitement, "Good!" She declared with a happy beam, giggling when he stood then, and offered his arm, only for her to push it back, giggling at his pout even as she told him to go get dressed, watching his face redden, embarrassed. As he came back out, properly dressed, she grinned and rolled her eyes at him before moving closer, her hands reaching up to mess with his hair, combing it with her fingers until it looked more decent, rather than 'I just rolled out of bed and couldn't find a brush' look he'd been sporting a short while ago. Taking a step back, she looked him up and down before smiling, "Now you look suitable to step outside." She teased, before letting him lead her outside, giggling as the German Shepherd walked alongside them. She did grow more excited though as she got closer to the place, before she finally moved inside, smiling in delight even as she answered all the questions tossed her way before they were finally allowed inside.

She giggled as the dog immediately went lunging into the room, unsettling both teens, the pregnant dragon clutching onto a nearby cage to keep steady as she laughed, shaking her head, "That pup of yours." She teased, eyes glittering as she walked next to Keanu, looking at the dogs, even as she bit her lip as she thought about a response to his question. "I want something that can be a companion for me. I'm alone so much in that house, and it makes me nervous . . . I just want someone to be there with me. Though an animal with character would be nice. Gianni wants me to purchase a guard dog . . . . something for protection . . . but . . . I don't know. I'll know the dog when I see it." She declared, before she turned towards the sound of Taboo's yip, and instantly she grinned at the male dog, her grin brightening at the Saluki who gave Taboo a once over before looking away from him, her long limbs folded beneath her, her tail curled lightly, her muzzle on one limb.

Phallon followed the older dragon to his dog, smiling as he held a hand to the Saluki. The female lifted her head, eyeing the hand before slowly sniffing it, her dainty nose briefly touching the hand before she glanced towards Phallon who had knelt down between the dragon and Shepherd to smile at the Saluki. Her hand lightly reached out to gently pet the Saluki, "I think this is the one. Though, dearest Taboo, you might have to work on your flirting skills, she doesn't seem to interested in you." She teased the dog, before standing to take a look at the Kennel Card, smiling as she read over the information. Four years old. Pure bred. Obedience trained. House broken. Perfect in her mind. It didn't take long for the adoption papers to be filled out either, and soon she had the pretty Saluki on a leash, the female walking with a graceful air at the side of her new mistress, still refusing to look at the male dog, though it was more out of shyness then snobbery.

Phallon smiled then, glancing to Keanu, "What do you think, Keanu? Should we stop by a pet store or two? Order some stuff for her to be delivered to my home? She'll need food. A bed. Not to mention a real collar and leash." She declared, her tone light and playful, and her eyes glittering with joy as she looked down at her new dog. Her new companion.