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IF IT FEELS GOOD, TASTES GOOD, IT MUST BE MINE HEROES ALWAYS GET REMEMBERED BUT YOU KNOW LEGENDS NEVER DIE The beast's eyes travel to the hound as its back begins to glow, and both his dragons start to hiss warily as the air crackles with magic. But the creature doesn't release whatever power it possesses, and both red and gold allow themselves to relax into their usual easy predatory grace. They eyeball the hellhound with mingled interest and distaste, because it is not-dragon and therefore, in their eyes, inferior. Vitani mentions his herdlessness, then, and his ears prick proudly forwards. "I am an outcast." He says it with evident pride; he enjoys the fact that he is unbound, without ties. His freedom is one of his most cherished possessions, and he is loathe to give it up...although he is rapidly beginning to think that the time for him to take a crown is growing ominously closer. His third birthday has come and gone, and he is delightfully experienced upon the field of battle. Only his mental state is holding him back from challenging, and he rather thinks his time will come soon. But they are not thoughts he is keen to share with this mare just yet, however friendly and attractive she may be. Instead he flares his nostrils to drink in her scent, noting that is is the aroma he associates with the Falls. With Isopia. "You smell of the Falls. What is it like there?" He's interested in finding out more about her, but also in obtaining more information on the Falls, the herd which has caught his greedy eye. |
@Vitani
[ 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 ]
