((Sorry if this is late, got really caught up in some Mafia games ^^')) (( Also feel free to have npc Risen/Firsts/Whatever if you want to include any scenes that would need them. ))
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A stiff breeze caught under Ozmith's scales, and he gave brief shiver at the chill. He peered, glaring at the Wildclaw, determined not to show the fear he felt at the threat given to him. He had fought before, fought to get the food and clothes he needed to survive when he was younger. Ghostly sensations of claws tearing into him left his skin tingling with a false pain, and he remembered the hot, sticky feeling of blood drying in the gaps of his scales and fingers. He felt a soft nuzzle brush his neck from inside his hood, a reassuring coo, and while it made him a tad better, he couldn't help but notice the dragon's sickle-like claws and feel his momentary courage begin to falter.
His mind wandered as the dragons spoke back and forth, both tossing out their not-so-hidden threats, some openly recalling their youths as he had silently done as well.
Sudden motion, and the Wildclaw now perched high up among the trees numerous branches, drawing a line across the air with a hooked claw. He wondered, briefly, if he could get away now, but ditched the thought. There was a pull, something that kept him there, aside from the one that also resided deeper into the Shadow territory. The Skydancers, perhaps. Despite their eyes, they felt like one of his own. Like, a new flight he was in, or rather...something stronger.
From in his hood, Omen whispered, "I trusted, I trusted...trust."
While it disturbed him to hear his friend speak in the voice of the enemy, he knew what she meant. She also liked these newcomers, and hearing this made him all the more sure.
He came closer to Ember and Fuyuko.
"We're allies now, right? I feel like you're good dragons. Maybe we can work together and take this guy out?" He proposed, casting wearing glances at Perren every few seconds. And, feeling some of his bravado return, he added,
"I'll distract him with a...a light bolt, and while he's dodging or hit you can come in and attack him then."
He nodded, as though agreeing with himself, then peeled away from the dragons. Without hearing their answer, he felt he knew that they would help. Golden light coiled up in his throat, and he looked up at Perren, flaring his wings out and poising for a fight. Almost immediately, a brilliant yellow bolt of light shot out from his mouth, tearing across the surrounding darkness, aimed straight at where the dragon rested up in the tree top.
As he shot, he felt the pull again, swaying his mind and body. His mind stuck on the current battle, but deeper in his mind he knew, he knew that he needed to seek out this attraction as soon as he could. And if doing that meant that he had to fight this Wildclaw, then he would do just that.
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"...huh..." She mumbled, not too impressed with Smaug's answer. Though she imagined where he was taking her, and debated on just how stupid she might be. She was injured, tired, and now was taken by her enemy and was being transported to the Tangled Wood.
I, she thought,
am truly foolish.
But asides from that, she also thought of someone who she knew. Someone she cared for, someone who was also in the Tangled Wood. As she thought of him, loneliness pierced her heart with a pain far greater than the sting of the needles- and those were incredibly awful. Resting her troubled head on the dragon's back, she allowed herself to finally rest, albeit with one eye slightly open and watching, watching...watchi...sleeping...
Kai awoke in a dark place. It was small, the scent of food and animal furs washing over her quickly. She blinked her eyes tiredly, and almost freaked out as she re-discovered that she was on the back of a large Imperial. She finally remembered what had happened, mostly through the pain of the needles. Kai winced as the fresher agony took her wakeful mind.
"...Smaug? Well, umm..." She trailed off. "Well, I'm Kai...so, yeah..."
She looked around awkwardly, watching him mash up herbs and trying not to think of what would come next. Oh how she wanted him to just keep on mashing plants together, but she knew this time would be short. She didn't say much more on herself, but instead asked about someone else.
"Uhh, so, do you know, er, umm, many others? Like, do you know of anyone named...Shadow," She paused to cringe. She never liked how he chose to go by such a name...
"from around here?"
She stopped as she saw him reach out, and she tensed, trying not to push back against the floor and failing. A claw wrapped around a needle, and was swiftly pulled out.
She roared. Oh how she roared. The first was the worst, but the others were nothing to scoff at. One by one, needle by needle, a new wave of grief each time. She kicked out in protest, already having pressed herself against the wall long ago.
"Stop stop stop STOP!" She cried, new blood welling up from her wounds.
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