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Marek bounded about in the shade given by Tanith's wings. He was more amused than anything that the people did everything in their power to get out of the massive white dragon's way. He saw it as a tribute to just how cool Tanith was. Tail whipping behind him, Marek dared to dash just out of Tanith's partially extended wing span and near the edge's of people with a toothy grin. However before he could even get close enough to speak, the people screamed and stumbled back, some turning to run. Persistent, Marek attempted to greet some new faces again with a new wave of excitement but again as he pranced on over, he was met with the same reaction except by a small little boy. "Hey!" The blue dragon puffed out, ducking his head to the child's level. In awe, the child went to extend a hand to pet the dragon before suddenly's a women who must have been the boy's mother snatched him up in rage and at the same time terror. "Stay away from him!" Severely confused, Marek's head swung around to look to Dante or Tony for an answer.