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Date Posted: 08/16/07 2:42pm
Author: Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Durgan 's message, "inside" on 08/16/07 2:17pm

(He felt a sick sort of thrill as his fire cut a narrow path through the air, even as the green male spread his wings and deflected the blaze. He landed with an audible crash, his claws cutting furrows in the ground with each stride as the two massive males moved in a slow circle around each other, assessing and looking for weak points in the other's presentation. It took only a moment for Dane, the better warrior, to find a weakness and lunge for it. Both dragons came together with an awkward crash and as growls and male squeals of rage filled the air, they rolled about the growl, claws and teeth flashing, tails lashing and agile bodies fighting for top position. Dane, unlike the other male, truly had something worth fighting for, and was by far the more earnest. Soon the green male was fighting for his life, not for his right to claim the female. The fight was nearing an end almost twenty minutes later, but as the combatants again circled each other, panting slightly but still growling, Dane suddenly felt a pull on his power. His expression changed so slightly that it was almost impossble to see, but it was enough for the other male to lunge for his throat. With a mighty groan, Dane felt his breathing suddenly cut off as teeth clamped down on tender flesh. His bellow of rage came out as a pathetic mewl, and for a moment he squirmed in panic as blood clogged his throat and his eyes rolled back. It was the knowledge that Bree was in danger that cleared his mind in that moment of mortal terror.) Go to Bree.. something is terribly wrong! (He cried out the words to his brother, not wanting this sideshow to continue any longer now that he suddenly understood what was going on. Fanning his tail spikes, he brought his tail around with lightening speed and effectively gutted the green dragon, sending him to the ground in a thrashing pile of gore and blood. Gasping in great gulps of air, he gazed down at his dying foe. It would be the humane thing to do to put the male out of his misery.. but unfortunately he was not human.. and therefore he wasn't bound by those sorts of rules. His nostrils were flared with unsuppressed rage as he looked down at the male, watching the lifeblood flow from him, feeling pleasure as the male watched his guts seep out of the opening in his abdomen.) She's mine, whelp. (He looked over at the last remaining young male, who had chickened out at the sight of this show and was backing away in retreat from his guards. He advanced on the male, causing his own guards to back off. Blood was running from the puncture wounds in his throat, rivulets spiraling down to his chest and trailing on the ground as he moved, foaming in his mouth as he spoke - but he paid it no heed. His gaze was locked on the young male.) Go back to yer clan. Tell them that I will kill every male amongst them if they dare send another to my lands. The white female is mine. (Flecks of bright red foam sprayed from his mouth as he spoke, making him look like a bloody and rabid wolf. He opened his mouth to continue speaking, but a sudden 'boom' rang through the grounds and shook the trees around him, causing the young drakon to squeal in terror as he hurriedly flew away from the scene. Looking towards the keep, he spread his wings and lifted himself into the air, wondering what the bluidy hell could have caused an explosion, and deciding where to build the steel room he was going to lock his mate in.)

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