She dips her head in acknowledgement. "Well met."

"Well met," he says softly.

"So, we getting this show on the road?" asks Karin, smirking.

"Yes." To Ellisaria, then, "I will summon a hawk for us. Karin has located the Three Tails." He gestures, and an illusory map floats between them. A red dot shows a drifting form several miles off the eastern coast, lingering near a few outlying islands. "This is his current location, but he has been known to move quickly before, so we believe it would be more efficient for us to lead you."

"Very well. I am ready."

He flashes through hand signs, then taps the ground, and a large hawk - back easily broad enough for all three shinobi - appears in a cloud of smoke. The hawk flaps his wings a few times, then settles and twists to look at Sasuke. "The mission's here?"

Sasuke nods, and he and his team climb on the hawk's back. Karin says, "The turtle hasn't moved yet," and the hawk lets out a shrill cry before taking off, circling into the air before cutting southeast. 

Southeast it is. She keeps pace easily.

The hawk's significantly faster than a non-ninja hawk would be, but not faster than a dragon, and soon enough they've reached the eastern shore and angled more south-wards, Karin periodically flaring her chakra in specific patterns to direct the hawk.

They land on a cliff overlooking one beach, with a large enough clear space behind it for Ellisaria, and Sasuke jumps down.

They must be close, then. She circles once more before setting down.

"The Three Tails is nearby, according to Karin. He's moved; we believe he may be investigating the reefs around her. He's currently at this location, within sight of this island's shore, which should be an acceptable landing point..." And new location can be highlighted on the map. "Do you want to arrange a signal for us to approach? Karin can sense fluctuations in chakra, and possibly in magic, which would be a convenient method of communication."

"I will send up a flare. Red for hostilities, blue for a more successful outcome."

"That works."

She takes off again and heads for the reef.

The three tails pokes his head above the water as she approaches, water sluicing off his spiked shell, his eyes narrow. He appears to be grumbling something, but it isn't audible.

He seems to be around twenty four feet tall between his two shells, thirty feet wide, sixty feet long with his tails fanning out another sixty feet - approximately Ellisaria's own size, if a hair bigger.

She circles once around up high before dipping lower to hover above the waves.

"I am Ellisaria of the black flight. What is your name?"

He tilts his head, then rumbles, "'M Isobu." His voice seems quieter than it should be, given his size. "Haven't seen one like you before. You a youkai?"

"I am dragon, and a visitor from another world. What are you doing here, Isobu?"

"The coral is damaged, because humans are idiots. I'm repairing it. Replacing the coral is easy, but fish are harder, so I'm also scaring the fishermen, since this is an important nursery."

"A worthy endeavor. Do you do this sort of thing often?"

"Yes. I have been having to catch up, since I was sealed so long, and the others aren't doing their jobs, so I'm doing theirs now, too. The ones I can reach, at least."

"What are the others supposed to do?"

"Shukaku does the air. I can do that, and I used to do it a lot because he's drunk bunches. Matatabi does the mountains. She also likes sitting in a mountain temple and acting wise. Though maybe not now, I don't know if she has a grudge against the humans. Son Goku is responsible for the land plants, Kokuo for the land animals, Saiken for the things beneath the earth, Choumei for the flying animals, Gyuuki the small kami, and Kurama the humans. Kurama hates humans and hasn't done his job in forever. Matatabi, Choumei, and me are the only responsible ones. I haven't been able to contact Matatabi at all in months, though, and Choumei seems worried a lot, but I can't talk to them very well to ask what's wrong."

"My kind had similar responsibilities on my homeworld. Red dragons cared for the people, green dragons for the wild, bronze dragons managed time, blue dragons oversaw magic, and black dragons, my flight, were wardens of the earth. We were given these charges by the Titans, the creators of the world, when it was young. When I got here, the first thing I noticed was that the earth was dead. There are no elementals here, no animating spirits. Nothing for me to communicate with. I am pleased to learn that this place is not entirely bereft of those who care for it."

"There's the kami. But not so many anymore. Your world does sound different, but it's good it has dragons. Our world had nobody, until our father made us."

"Who was your father?"