Originally posted by SilentWolf
Hellflame squinted, her pupils shrinking into two tiny slivers. Obviously this dragon was used to being top of the food chain and used to being the strongest. But nevertheless the stuborn black dragon stayed put.
"My queen? I am my own queen. I am ruled by no one other than myself. And Im not about to let YOU control me." She snapped back at him, taking in a deep breath of air as she finished. Seconds later she exhaled and a stream of fire shot from her mouth and ignited a patch of dead grass on the side of the mountain.
Osthato Chetowa was filled with rage, not only are you an insolent little sprite, but you curse the very dragon that bore your kind?!? he glared at her, his bright blue eye peircing into her like hot knives into butter, I have slayed countless of your kind, some twice your size and strength. What makes you think that you will live any a kinder fate?