DEAD I AM THE DOG, HOUND OF HELL YOU CRY
DEVIL ON YOUR BACK, I CAN NEVER DIE

They come, and the beast's ears flicker backwards for a moment. His chances of winning the prize are lessening by the moment, and irritation flickers across his stern features. A voice reaches him and he turns to see a sparkling monstrosity of a man, who smells oddly delicious but looks like a complete tit with his pink highlights. Are you allergic to fun? "Allergic to stupidity, yes," he rumbles back, casting an imperious glance towards the frolicking horses making fools of themselves.

Then again, for power, Volterra would dance a god damn jig on his back hooves. Maybe he needs to lighten up and get involved, but that's easier said than done. Especially when the red dragon on his back is glowering at the swimmers as well, his emotions reflecting his bonded's.

A tug on his mane makes him glance to the side and he sees Erthë, gleefully getting involved. He fumes silently to himself for a moment, elevating an eyebrow at the filly which says really?

Vadir, meanwhile, is having a fine old time. Unlike the irritable red, the young queen is more open minded, more infinitely curious. Any new experience is to be poked and prodded and explored as she gathers a wealth of knowledge for her future as an adult, an adult gold, the empress of dragonkind. Bubbles erupt around her scales and Volterra can feel her amusement and interest as she flips in the water to float upside-down. She loses the orb to one of the bouncing sea creatures, and disappears momentarily into the depths before emerging with two wiggling fish clutched between her jaws. She throws these up into the air to try and distract the dolphins and otters, both notorious fish-lovers, whilst she swipes for the orb again to try and bring it back to her bonded. Her mind, meanwhile, tickles against his, and he can feel her desire for him to come and help out. It is then that he realises she isn't doing this purely out of playful instinct - she is doing it because she wants her bonded to have the power that she thinks he deserves.

Ah. Maybe she isn't such a baby, after all. Already, she's displaying cunning, the likes of which Vérzés would never have contemplated. Alright, fuck it, in for a penny in for a pound. With a resigned huff, the giant marches into the water, his feathers being gently tugged by one of the fish-smelling water-dwellers. He pivots and begins using his colossal back hooves to splash great waves of water towards the other horses, another distraction tactic to try and keep them away from the orb whilst Vadir tries to swoop away with it. Vérzés gives an indignant squawk and flies away to the shore, landing on a rock and preening his scales with a superior expression on his face. "Fine, play like hatchling," he grumbles.

Volterra rolls his eyes, but makes sure his face stays grumpy, though, so he doesn't appear to be enjoying himself too much. Like a wise old father, it's like he's humouring his children. He has a reputation to uphold, after all.

__________________

wishlist
Seeking: [Magic: Earth x Fire | Can create and animate golems made of stone with fire inside them.] No prior refusals.

Vadir tries to distract the sea creatures with fish and snatch the orb, whilst Volterra tries to splash everyone.

DEAD I AM THE ONE, EXTERMINATING SON
SLIPPING THROUGH THE TREES, STRANGLING THE BREEZE