Moonspear be devout to hunger, child

"Drogon - that is a... fancy name," Wraen mumbled out the last part and giggled, then looking away quickly, because the other's radiating self-confidence was making her feel small, silly and unimportant. She had met few people of the opposite sex that were around the same age she was and the fact that the way she noticed other males had changed since last few months was still something she was getting used to. 

Therefore - she felt awkward and with no suitable words at hand, until she remembered that perhaps it would not hurt to introduce herself too. "I am Wraen... in... in case you wondered," she exhaled, shot a quick glance at the guy and then back at the suddenly very interesting spot in front of her fore paws on the ground.