Originally posted by SilentWolf
[]soory I've been gone for so long ^_^ []Hellflame leapt over the side of the cliff, unfolding her wings midair and catching herself. She beat her wings a few times and quickly gained altitude as she headed for the young dragons scent.
Behind her, the village was still burning to the ground. The smell of death and ash made it difficult to track him.
Up ahead she saw the white dragon from earlier. Feeling as if the white dragon had insulted her by interupting her meal, she increased her speed and headed right for him.
The shadowy figure of a dragon took a deep breath of air and seconds before she colided with the other dragon, she violently exhaled a burt of fire into his side.
Hellflame rammed the top of her head into the white dragon's rib cage, knocking him off his feet. She roared a warning and quickly looked around for the little dragon she had came for.
Osthato Chetowa recoiled from the impact, but was quick to react. With the help of his long neck, he snapped shut on Hellflames tail and yanked her against the mountain wall. She slammed into the side of the mountain, a few loose rocks falling onto her bruised body. He flapped his wings to cool the burn mark that merely singed his scaly body. Of all the dragons I have encountered, killed and devoured, you are the most stubborn of all. He flared his nostrils; great flames the size of dragon talons flickered out. What makes you think you can traverse these mountains and claim them your own? Arrogant child, you have naught but seen half the moons and suns as I. Osthato Chetowa remained in place not choosing to advance any further to the dragon. Tired as he was, he was in no mood to baby sit. But it's your little companion you want isn't it; your little "accomplice in the crimes against man?" Just then his tailed whipped around and dangled the little unconscious wingless dragon in front of her.
Now, now what shall we do with this little, incompetent creature? he twirled the dragon in front of her. Should I just through him off the mountain? Let fate decide his destiny? Although the other dragon attempted several times to snatch the dragon back, Osthato Chetowa always managed to keep some distance between her and Striker. Or perhaps I should burn him before your very eyes. Add yet one more detail to your sorry miserable life. You might even share in the feelings those humans did when you decided to burn their lives and their homes.. His point was finally becoming clear, even the human turned to hear it. Live stock, NO HUMANS. Those are the rules. That is how the dragons co-existed in these mountains. Whatever you could not find to the forest north west of these mountains you were permitted to take one live stock of the humans.
He turned and glanced at Striker’s limber body, before turning back to Hellflame’s. You will leave this place. By breaking the bond held by the dragons and humans here, you have disgraced your kind. You are no longer welcome here. He through the little dragon over the ledge, hoping Hellflame could leave with a purpose other than simply walking away. The dragons may not like me here, but they would sooner take me than a traitor.