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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 3, 2011 23:04:06 GMT -5
Dark had transformed just outside of the city, he was in his smaller form today, the large dragon sized panther with feathered wings. He raced through the dark sky, claiming the night before he flew down to perch on a spiked rock jutting out of the earth. he looked like some strange bird, glittering red eyes so dangerous as they looked out onto the darkness of the land. He was a monster to many, a beast to be feared as his tail curled around the rock. He let out a low guttural beastly noise of content before bellowing out for his mate to join him as he took off back into the sky. The beast reveled in the fact that birds and smaller land animals scattered beneath his prescience, not wanting to be subject as a meal to the great dragon of the night.
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Post by Dark Dragoness on Jul 13, 2011 7:22:12 GMT -5
Zairre had transformed midnight black scales reflecting the light from the night sky as she took to the air about her mate. Brillant purple wing membrane standing out against her black body and the four colors on the tips looked liek flames as she flapped her great leather wings. She landed beside her mate dipping her head down and flicking out a tongue licking his cheek.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 13, 2011 12:01:25 GMT -5
The lick grazed Dark's cheek as he had already started to take off prior to Zairre's landing. His long tail was like a flag within the wind of the night sky. He grinned a feline smirk as he dipped down and let his wings graze the tree tops before turning right and heading towards the old castle that used to be home to the four guardians of both night and day. A home that had once been his many years prior to them.... a home in which his master betrayed him and his own kingdom. He landed outside in the courtyard of the falling down building. Looking off towards what used to be the stables and the livestock area.... he always remembered sleeping in that barn in his his female form or sometimes his male. He normaly appeared as a 14 year old child back then.....
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Post by Dark Dragoness on Jul 14, 2011 19:36:00 GMT -5
Zarrie flew after him and landed beside him looking around wondering whats on his mind, "Are you alright Dark," she asked him as she nuzzled his side.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 15, 2011 5:41:36 GMT -5
His eyes were still looking off as if lost in old memories.
" I used to live here..... a long time ago." Was all he said, leaving out the part that this was the home of the people who condemned him when he would not speak ill of the master he had killed himself. The only master that had ever been killed by a god dragon in history. He stalked forward placing a paw against the old stone, as if silently communicating to the stone it's self, listening to the history of the place during the time period he was sealed. He lowered his head and turned away, a bit of remorse for his old life evident.
" Witches always say where the evil ones here, but they themselves and their human counterparts are ever more tempted by the promise of greatness more so then ourselves." He frowned.
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Post by Dark Dragoness on Jul 15, 2011 23:48:35 GMT -5
"Those with power like witches and their counterparts always want to gain things to be the most powerful because they dont understand the natural order of things," she said sitting down letting her wings relax around her. She took in everything around her the landscape the building of old.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 17, 2011 17:59:28 GMT -5
In a shimmer of energy the young man was left behind, almost as if he could barely hear Zairre to rested his head against the wall, taking in the memories he once had of this place. The memory of what had happened..... the confrontation up in his chambers..... the blood on his claw..... and the ministry coming to find him with the sweet nectar dripping from his claws. The look of time of course as he saw what his brother had done..... no one ever questioned him though. If he had the power to kill his master, why did he not kill the rest of them and get away? The witches didn't think that way of course...... they thought he was just a obedient creature with no mind of his own.
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