Sneprin yawned, muttering to himself as he shifted himself slightly to the left, in order to stay in the sun. The mountains in which he lived with his mate were freezing, particularly at this time of year, and while Barakuja might like that sort of thing, he certainly didn't. It was all he could do to stay warm, laying on sun-heated rocks in the middle of the day.

Barakuja herself was always a bit of a mystery. She went off durring the day, and where exactly she went was unknown to him. This was a fact he found frustrating, but he couldn't do a thing about it-- women and cats would do as they wish, and Barakuja was (or, at least, resembled) both of those things. Today was strange, however-- the dual-tailed feline whorling was nowhere to be found, despite the fact that it was well past the time she'd normally return from wherever it was she went. Sneprin found himself getting mildly worried, despite himself-- she could take care of herself, he knew, but what if something stronger than her had hurt her? He'd investigate if she didn't come home by nightfall.

Barakuja was fine, however-- more than fine, in fact. She came back running-- quite unlike her, for she was a creature of calm dignity, who rarely ran-- an hour before twilight, a look of enthusiastic excitement painted on her face. Sneprin tilted an ear at her, regarding her curiously out of his two sets of eyes. "What's got your tails all wound up?"

"I." she said, puffing her chest up and looking at him with great importance. "Have been looking at dragons."

Sneprin nodded, putting an ear forward. What was this about dragons? "I take it they haven't eaten you?"

"Of course they did, I'm projecting myself as a hologram from inside one of their stomachs." she said sarcastically, before waving it off. "But I did find out something that would interest you."

"Tell me, oh beautiful hologram." Sneprin replied, stepping off his rock-- the sun was going down, and it was getting cold anyway. "And I will be forever grateful."

"There is a hybrid clutch at the Citadel of Shadows," Barakuja replied, hitting his foot with a tail lightly as he sidled up next to her, "that might interest you. One of them involves some xenohydra blood, and there's a second that I'm interested, but I'm sure the Xeno-mutts catch your eye more..?"

Sneprin smiled widely-- a truely unnerving talent, as his smile was usually longer than it should've been. "Barakuja, my love, you know me too well. When can we leave?"