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[OPEN] Wild things

Volterra the Indomitable Posts: 785
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow
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There is something wrong about capturing wild animals.

They are wild for a reason - free, untamed. It is the first task Volterra has been set that he actually disagrees with. Killing small game for his dragon, fine. Capturing it to enslave it upon a boat? No, it is morally wrong. Yet still the colt obeys the gods' commands, heading out in search of animals to bring with them onto the ship. Vérzés holds a squirming, screaming rat within his claws, untintentionally digging the razor-sharp talons deeper into the flesh and looking mildly shocked when it makes the rat squeal louder. Volterra can sense that the crimson war-dragon is confused, because usually when he catches something he devours it. Yes, sometimes he will play with it first - catlike, practicing his fighting - but he rarely engages in such prolonged torture. And in Volterra's mind it is torture, because the rat would clearly prefer to be scavenging in the bushes rather than being hauled along by a predator.

The duo are heading back to the beach after capturing the rat in the forest, the beastling moving at a high-legged trot whilst Vérzés soars along beside him, rat clutched tightly. It is the sight of a stag and his pale doe that ensnares the young warmonger's attention, crimson gaze shifting as shackles appear from midair, capturing both of the mighty creatures. Shock and awe ghosts across stern features as he moves closer, noting a painted pegasus stallion seems to be the cause of the hobbles. The sight of earth magic makes the colt green with envy, unaware that such untamed majesty also bubbles dormant within his bloodstream. "That's a neat trick," he observes, gaze focused on the deer. Vérzés lands upon the ground by his bonded's massive legs, rat pinned beneath two clawed forepaws as he looks hungrily at the deer.

SOME LEGENDS ARE TOLD, SOME TURN TO DUST OR TO GOLD
BUT YOU WILL REMEMBER ME FOR CENTURIES


@[Nymeria]

[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far  ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]





Messages In This Thread
Wild things - by Midas - 02-13-2015, 11:24 AM
RE: Wild things - by Volterra - 02-13-2015, 01:45 PM
RE: Wild things - by Africa - 02-13-2015, 03:11 PM
RE: Wild things - by Hector - 02-13-2015, 04:49 PM
RE: Wild things - by Isara - 02-13-2015, 07:05 PM

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