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Fair warning guys, I go by levels. So if a dragon is low in level my dragons are going to feel the confidence it takes to win. And I've looked at each of your dragons on your pages. The only one that would actually be able to take my dragons on would be Wiiiow's Saber and some of @Pandacow 's dragons)
Panda smiled lovingly at the dragons as she heard two branches crack up above them all. Kazera and Linc glared down at the circle of dragons before hopping down beside Panda. Seeing the young one Kazera rethought her strategy but decided against it. Hatchlings learned best by example. Whether that example was on the wrong side or the right side.
Kazera smiled at Panda and lovingly said, "Well darling, were you able to find anything out from this group of dragons?"
Panda sighed and shrugged, "Not a thing except that some things need to happen with another group of dragons. This group is from the Southern Icefields. What they're doing up here can only be told by the battle stance they're in."
"They're wanting to fight?" Kazera asked softly, her yellow eyes glinting in the shadows at each dragon. Kazera was one of the oldest dragons within the Novaryn clan. She had fought battles upon battles. Had fought clan that were ten time stronger than these dragons who were so ready for a battle.
The male skydancer, Linc, huffed, "And what is the reason for this war," he asked glaring at the spiral who had been casting glares at Panda.
Panda shrugged, "Never said but this fellow here," she pointed at Storm, "Is somewhat too into himself for my standards. And they're on our land. They have yet to say why except that they're sorry."
Kazera looked directly at Storm, her sword unsheathed as light magic wrapped around the blade, "I'm Kazera, clan leader of Novaryn. I demand you answer my questions or feel the wrath of the Lightweaver upon your skins!" she growled low in her throat, her body puffing up to her full size, "What are you doing in this territory?"
"Are you sure they're going to be fine?" asked Lynx quietly as him and Ghost flew close to the lair of the First Grove. Kazera had sent, Desi, Ghost and him to check on the other clan. There was only one other clan within this zone of the forest and Kazera had wanted to make sure that they were alright.
"They'll be fine. Kazera is a seasoned warrior and has fought many battles. Linc is an awesome healer and will be quick to keep Panda and Kazera healed from any wounds."
Desi hopped swiftly from branch to branch, having a very hard time keeping up with the two dragons in the sky. To this day she despised the day Treykin and his ilk had come to Novaryn, had murdered several warriors; forcing the Sisterhood to use magic to get rid of them. No one had knew that using the magic from the North, South, East, and West would make a bomb that would not only take away the flying abilities of the clan but also kill most that had survived the upheaval. It hurt to fly. It was simple for Kazera and Desi, the last of the original clan that had been there for the bomb, to simply run and walk.
Ghost immediately found a small disturbance up from the sky and neatly landed on the limbs that was right beside Saber and Vita. Lynx landed on the other side with Desi right behind the aggressive group.
Ghost looked at Saber and Vita and gave a small smile, "Try not to get your limbs in a twist Vita. Kazera sent us to help. There are a couple of dragons in our part of the woods that seem to be between fighting and talking with a clan that's near by. Kazera thought it best to send us to you."
Lynx hissed low at the dragons in front of him. He could see they were bullies. Taking offense at the slightest insult and making into war. He too had seen many battles and while not as many as Kazera, Desi, and Ghost, he was still a formidable opponent.
Desi came up behind, her wings spread out as she took in the group of seven dragons, "I don't know Ghost. These guys look really wimpy. May not even be worth our time," snorted out as she withdrew her sword and felt the wind whipping through the trees. Silent and gentle for now.
Glade had just looked up at the sky when she seen Ghost and Lynx pass by above, "Nia, I just seen Ghost and Lynx! They were heading North of us!" she cried happily.
Nia looked that way as well then looked the other way, "We may not be that far..." turning to the pearlcatcher she gave the dragon a wry grin, "Come to our lair! I'm sure there are some dragons there that would be interested to meet you!" offered the young wildclaw.
"NIA!!! The invitations have to be formally made by the clan leaders. You can't just offer a visit!"
