[Evil Tink]

Awèsyiss snorted once more, "I'm insulted. I am not one of those dimwitted creatures." She looked away, licking her lips with her oddly glowing tongue. She sat down in her spot, a few yards away from the dark elf, her tail flopping around rather loudly on the ground. She knew she should just go away, he was an elf after all. Elves were enemies of her kind; the dragons. Dark elves weren't as against dragons as High Elves, but they were still elves nonetheless.