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As Nyata glided towards the ground of one of the mist dragon nesting grounds the white dragoness let out a loud cry in greeting a warning to the dragons below. Landing on the surface of the floating island Nyata settled into a sitting position as the ground directly around and below her iced over. After a few moments of waiting the mist around her thickened before a mist dragon materialized before her and the mist thinned immensely. Bowing her head in greeting the dragoness stayed completely still, a spray of snow and ice driving off the mist every time she breathed out.

After she had finished conversing with the mist dragon and had assured him that she was not there to threaten the hatchling he turned and disappeared into the mist. Glad that there would be no problem with her presence in Alduin Nyata took flight, deciding to get a little closer to the center of Alduin where the elves lived before changing forms. Though she knew to never say it to a human Nyata much preferred the elven form and culture, feeling that elves were much more refined than humans.