Shadow raised an eyebrow at the newcomer, allowing the elf to take back her shawl. The blue dragon had began to tap the poor girl's hair, which seemed like a stupid thing to do. Didn't he know those were sharp? He frowned slightly, as the dragon seem to be challenging him for some reason...could he sense he was a dragon as well? Shadow's purple gaze watched as the girl growled and start to walk away from the dragon. Fustration, and a bit of irritation was easily shown in her words when she gestured toward the other male dragon. He simply blinked at the newcomer, before turning his back on the dragon choosing not to say anything less his temper rises because of it.
He didn't want to socailize with other dragons. He found them a annoying, and also may be from the fact dark dragons are loners by nature. Once they are born, they are on their own as survival of the fittest law came into play with dragons. He had grown up alone, and had no help. He certainly wasn't going to change now and socailize with his kind. Shadow would rathe rgo back to his ave with his gold hoard. With that thought in mind, he caught up to the girl easily, before asking "Is your head alright?" A strange thing to ask...claws of dragons were one of the sharpest things on earth. that other dragon was a marshal, right? Did he not care about the general like one should? It surprised him greatly that she wasn't bleeding.