Draco was watching and listening to the mountains while laying down on his stomach for he was in dragon form. Yawning with a silent hiss, his onyx colored eyes stayed fixed on the perfect view of all the mountains as his whiskers dance freely on there on. Shaking his head as a wind blows by, Draco fixes himself in a perfect position to where his head was up with his claw like hands were beneath him. Nostrils flare up when he picks up the scent of the snow and water from somewhere close by, his scales shimmer a onyx colored as the sun shines upon it. Staying where he was, Draco wasn't planning on moving for he was to fixed and distracted by the moutains beauty thinking to himself his dragon like hues blink. So quiet, the way I like it. Draco keeps his head up as he admires on the view further.