Deizano: *squeaks* Ramarr, feather-head leader, more interested in teaching girls than us. We for other stuff. Not know what, but… *suddenly swings his head away to knaw at his side, pulling off another round of down, revealing smooth healthy dark coloured adult body feathers underneath* So, food? You want food? *shakes himself off* Me get food. *sniffs the air and hisses slightly at the scent of dragon, then wanders out to look for Kerash*
