[ He inclines politely, and as the elf makes to excuse himself from the ruin, Wrathion takes the opportunity to shift back. Once again a swirl of smoke and ash appears, and from it unfurls the much larger frame of the black dragon, who settles himself upon the cool stone in a semi-curled position. Almost catlike, really.
Come morning, there are several animal carcasses outside of the ruin, mostly devoured. Slightly charred where they lie in the snow. Which answers the question of food rather succinctly. ]
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[ He inclines politely, and as the elf makes to excuse himself from the ruin, Wrathion takes the opportunity to shift back. Once again a swirl of smoke and ash appears, and from it unfurls the much larger frame of the black dragon, who settles himself upon the cool stone in a semi-curled position. Almost catlike, really.
Come morning, there are several animal carcasses outside of the ruin, mostly devoured. Slightly charred where they lie in the snow. Which answers the question of food rather succinctly. ]