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Post by TARA LONIA CALLIONIS on Apr 11, 2010 15:44:21 GMT -5
& YOU'LL COME ALONG BECAUSE I LOVE YOUR FACE
& I'LL ADMIRE YOUR EXPENSIVE TASTE [/b] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Night was falling on Libitina, and falling fast. The place really wasn't so bad in daylight. Tara had never been so close to the place before, never been in it. She had flown over it and walked around it once or twice, sure, but eveyrone had done that. But she needed to get out and leave. Night time in Reena brought out all sorts of terrible monsters: ghouls, gargoyles, and, on the full moon, werewolves. The dragoness was rarely afraid, but cautious. It was a rule she only broke in poker games with humans. Although, monsters was a broad word. In fact, she was a monster, according to human legends. She didn't bother chiding herself for being judgemental.
Minutes before it became too dark to see, Tara switched to dragon form. She did so sparingly, as the change was extrememly uncomfortable, painful even. But useful. Nothing would bother her now. She took off silently. People of all species are usually surprised at a dragon's agility and grace, expecting a slow, lumbering beast. But they were wrong. Wings spread wide, Tara was overjoyed. After being "human" for so long, it took a lot out of her.
Her excitement was short lived. Nostrils flared as the scent of another dragon flooded her senses. Warning bells exploded in her head, and she flew down to the ground, only on the outer edges of the ruined city. She was safer in dragon form, this she knew. But from anothe rdragon? Probably be best to appear weak. Wobbling on her two legs slightly, she kept her eyes sharp and focused, before summoning up the courage to shout, "I know you're there, my reptilian friend." Maybe the call was a bit too much, too brave, but it masked her fear. And that was good, because, after all, what kind of gambler would she be if she couldn't bluff?
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Post by DRACO ALAUNOS BURR on Apr 11, 2010 20:35:46 GMT -5
lost myself againLOST MYSELF AND I AM NOWHERE TO BE FOUND, YEAH I THINKI MIGHT BREAK, I'VE LOST MYSELF AGAIN AND I FEEL UNSAFE_______________________________________ Libitina. It was one place that his heart began to sink dramatically whenever he came near it. It was the place that was his old home and was the holder of many of his memories. Memories that he sometimes longed to get back. No, memories that he did long to have back with him. It was true that he would much rather be standing beside his old clan mates today rather than be cold, distant, and on his own. He would trade almost anything that he had to come back to his old home and be accepted and welcome with open arms. But that would be nothing but a fairytale. It was just good dreams and wishes that would never happen or come to him ever again. He was stuck to live on his own for the rest of his horrid life. He really had nothing to look forward to did he? Oh now that was really depressing to think about. Why waste time? Why not just close up his wings midflight and plunge down to his bloody death? Oh, right, because Draco really wasn’t one to call defeat that easily. Sure his thoughts were somewhat on the darker side most days but that still didn’t seem to urge him to drop off the face of Reena and just die. If things were that easy he would have done it long ago and ended this lonely existence. But still he continued on and he really wasn’t sure what he was waiting for. Oh well that was enough dwelling on those feelings for now. He would have plenty of time whenever considering he didn’t have anywhere to be or anyone to see or any duties to attend. How exciting did that sound?
The dark hued dragon burst through the clouds, flaring his nostrils to take in the cold, winter air that wrapped around his scaled body. To him it felt like nothing, the cold already running through his blood, ice almost always dripping off of his breath. The cold weather always did suit him. Funny that he would ever have some kind of bond with a season that was the complete opposite of this chilling weather. Ah but she was slowly becoming a memory as well. How long had it been since his blue eyes had found themselves look down at her enchanting form? Days, weeks, or maybe even months? Draco really never did keep track of the time anymore. He had no reason to do so. But there was no need going into that reasoning all over again.
Draco landed on the ground, keeping in his natural form still rather than shifting into a human man. He knew very well the dangers of Libitina and did not underestimate anything that happened to be dwelling in it. Once upon a time he had been one of the dangers that lurked her. Once upon a time…
But his quiet stroll through memory lane was cut short when someone called out to him. He took in a short snort and found that there was indeed the scent of another dragon in the air. Her voice obviously gave away her gender but nothing else was currently revealed to him and he was tempted to keep it that way as he had little interest in running into a dragon of Libitina if she truly was one. Hmm, perhaps she was even a piece of the clan that had banished him so many years ago. Surely a meeting like that would not go over very nicely. In any case, Draco decided that being back on his old territory was giving him a sock of spunk. He knew the land just as well as anyone else if not better. He had been raised in this place. He knew it all better than he knew himself. So with a smart smirk, Draco decided to revisit himself. Just this once and just for the moment.
The long limbs and strong structure of a dragon quickly began to shirt down into a smaller one. Scales pulled underneath the skin and fangs and claws reduced into much shorter teeth and nails. Soon there was nothing but a blond man standing. His dark brows were raised up with some confidence in his steps as he followed the voice but not making an appearance to her yet. His ears concentrated on her direction.
“And what business is that of yours? I have no interest in you.” _______________________________________ tagged: tara lonia callionis song: breathe me by sia words: seven hundred forty-three notes: here's draco
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