Hatchlings

[Dusset]

Callaina stirred and sat in the entrance, guard for the night.

 

Scuta turned on to his back, a comfortable way of sleeping. He stretched each limb until he felt a little tired. He couldn't fall asleep though. His mind wouldn't shut up. It kept thinking things that had little to do with anything.

 

Jink, watching Archer operate, decided to strike. He dove from the tree at two doe that had calmed down. With a blink of an eye, their heads lay in the grass farther away, and the necks cauterized. They made for a good snack. But he craved bigger prey. Buffalo sounded good. he stalked a herd not too far away until he found the weak spot.

[Fenix3533]

Zenith nodded and slowly made his way back to the cave.

 

Fenix got hit by this rock but he quickly got back up. He renewed his attack on Stoneza, trying to find somewhere to go.

 

((Still half asleep))

[little lost dragon]

Stoneza was suddenly on the attack him self. He came at Fenix as Fenix came at him. His jaws parted with the clear intention. Get to close and you'll end up in them. His wings still half folded readied to attack and his tail stiffened as well.

[Fenix3533]

Fenix quickly altered his course to avoid Stoneza's jaws. He stayed low to the ground and went to hit the stone dragon from the side.

[little lost dragon]

Stoneza's wing came in next. The edge of a stone wing came in. Over sized wings, large enough to life Stoneza off the ground if he flapped them hard enough, only half folded now and one was going to cut Fenix. Stoneza maybe slow due to being a stone type but his wings like any breeds where quick and Stoneza was using them to cover up his slow footing.

[Fenix3533]

Fenix ducked under his wings, placing a barrier that would make the wings slide up above him just in case he did not get low enough. He continued to stay low to the ground, being careful of the wings and trying to avoid the feet of the heavy dragon.

[little lost dragon]

Stoneza felt the shield then went into a roll at Fenix. His wing going up then quickly slapping the ground, if Fenix was under it he would be knocked out if he was under it and had formed a shield he would be trapped now. As Stoneza was rolling his body.

[Chasilin]

Callaina stirred and sat in the entrance, guard for the night.

 

Scuta turned on to his back, a comfortable way of sleeping. He stretched each limb until he felt a little tired. He couldn't fall asleep though. His mind wouldn't shut up. It kept thinking things that had little to do with anything.

 

Jink, watching Archer operate, decided to strike. He dove from the tree at two doe that had calmed down. With a blink of an eye, their heads lay in the grass farther away, and the necks cauterized. They made for a good snack. But he craved bigger prey. Buffalo sounded good. he stalked a herd not too far away until he found the weak spot.

Blanchia watched Scuta and smiled, she closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep. After a while she blinked herself awake and found Scuta in the same position... "mmn.." She hesitated speaking in case he was asleep. Sighing she gave in. "Scuta...are you awake?" she asked in a low whisper.

 

 

Archer found the buck to be sufficient enough a meal. He never killed anymore than necessary. He could probably eat double his weight in meat if he wanted but he never would. He tore the buck to shreds until there were only picking left. He ditched the carcass for other scavengers to prey upon and went to Jink. "Satisfied?" he asked.

[Fenix3533]

Fenix put up a barrier to keep himself from getting flattened. "Okay, note to self, don't pissed you off." He moved around carefully along with the barrier, to try and get out from under Stoneza.

[little lost dragon]

Stoneza rolled off Fenix then sat down "Good thing you had that shield power. Or you might not be talking right now." he said.

 

((Guaa writers block.))

[Fenix3533]

"I'd rather not think about what would happen." Fenix said.

 

Zenith had made his way into the cave and found somewhere to lay down and sleep.

[Dusset]

((EEEEEEEEEP! Sorry I was gone! I had a campout over the weekend with my Troop. Not much was accomplished though..

ANYways, so here's the ground plan guys, I didn't want this to happen but I knew it would. This Rp has come to a dead halt. If we don't get some more traffic or more activity we will be deleted. So to prevent this LLD and I have devised a plan to at least keep it on life-support. I won't give any spoilers but it will cause controversy, hopefully shocking us back into life. Ya hear?

SO GET POSTING!

 

Darn you Chas, you claim to be off and on yet you interact w/my chars. Meh.))

 

Scuta was completely passed out. He didn't hear her at all. But after a few hours into the night he heard rustling. It turned out to be a fox but i woke him none the less. He got up and made sure Blanchia was asleep. She was blissfully sleeping.

He moved into the night. If they trained to defeat a foe, they needed to know where it was. If they were deemed fit to fight, then they could mobilize faster and have the element of surprise.

He sprinted into the night and flew into the sky, using his power to stay out of sight until he rose fully. He skimmed the height he couldn't pass without suffocating; high, high above the normal gliding height. The cloudless night made it easier for him to locate things

A glint caught his eye. But what? The humans stayed in Thrymzen's fortress, none had returned. The villages were farther from here and no wayward farms were in the immediate area. Caravans had been taken with the humans, so that was a no too. Travelers rarely came through, seeing as this forest was flanked by bad terrain. He landed elegantly south of the reflection. Armor perhaps? A piece left behind?

 

(('Tis your cue LLD.))

[little lost dragon]

(( Back up sub plot engaged.))

 

Evil Crusher continued to focus as he was instructed too. This was the second night now of learning he was starting to be able to tell where things where. Still could not see it but could tell where it was, how far and what power exacly it would take to get it with out eye sight.

 

But his body was starting to crave something all vamps do. Blood. Most of the time this however would not have affected him. However with his self control, protection mental walls down. It did and a rather deadly one.

 

His focus was the first to lose. Then his control over him self. Even with his healers influence all it did was save her from becoming his target. His cloak even became unstable. Parts of him self cloaking and not. A blood curdling shriek left his jaws and he was suddenly on the hunt for something to drain. His fangs had a strange pressure like feeling as well in them.

[Dusset]

Scuta came upon a sterling breastplate. What did the humans call it again? A knight, that's it. They wore these. A sword was not far away. A murder had taken place. but not by a dragon. The body would be either in shreds or still here. Stupid humans and their infighting. Why couldn't they just learn to get along? Dragons only fought one ano... OK, maybe he wasn't a good example. But most others didn't hold his practices and beliefs.

Regardless he was determined to locate the Vampire. So he began wandering.

[little lost dragon]

Evil Crusher's blood lusted mind continued to search. So far he had yet to find anything large enough he deemed enough to settle the thirst. The thirst to fulfill his vamps desire to drain something of there blood.

 

After a while, a scent caught his nose..... a familer scent. Scuta's scent. He altered course to head towards the smell. Still a ways away but closing. He was not even taking care to hide his advance. His mind was only focused on one thing.

[Dusset]

Scuta heard him before he saw him. The monster. It was lumbering after him. Odd,n normally he put more effort into his attacks, they were well thought out and backhanded. He was straight coming for him. So he took to the tree branch above him before the beast fully saw him.

 

((I don't know, this doesn't seem like it'll save us so much as postpone the inevitable.))

[little lost dragon]

((Dusset, we've done it once, we can do it again, we'll keep this RP running. Just at least get a post a day and others should join/return))

 

Evil Crusher saw Scuta jump up so he came to a sudden turn and stop. Parts of him were still cloaking and uncloaking. He soon had Scuta's position though thanks to the partly done training of listening to sound. If his blood lust had not flared to vilently he maybe still training right now. He let out a growl then started to climb the tree with the branch Scuta was on. His movement's not even his own. If and when Scuta looked at his eye's not even Evil Crusher was there. Just anger and blood lust. After years of being surrpressed the blood lust of his vamp nature had come with a burning desire to infect others and drink there blood.

 

Suddenly he charged again body still in a unstable cloak.

[Dusset]

((I only hope this hiatus doesn't last forever, I have a job this summer and will be gone for two weeks straight.))

 

Scuta saw the beast move at him and climb the tree. Suddenly he charged. In an effort to reduce physical strain, he himself leaped over the head of Crusher and landed a few trees over. He expected the large dragon to lose grip and fall.

[little lost dragon]

As Scuta jumped over Evil Crusher his tail's 3 prongs shot up stabbing him before he could land behind him. Taking both of them to the ground due 2 the fact Evil Crusher could not stop right away and Scuta had been at least caught by the prongs then yanked down as well. Evil Crusher was back up on his feet in a flash and jaws aiming for at least some part of Scuta's body, mainly the neck.

[Dusset]

Scuta was caught by the tail but acted fast and grabbed hold of a passing branch. Just thick enough to hold him. He yanked himself upward and spun. From there he dived but before impact disappeared, he sprang up behind Crusher and landed on his back. Much like last time, he pulled hard on the largest plate on his back, but this time hit a sonic speed as he pulled up. This tore the plate clear from his back, now it was exposed, but at the cost of his right foreleg. It was dislocated and bleeding profusely. In a desperation measure he cauterized the wound with flame.

[little lost dragon]

Evil Crusher went into a roll right as Scuta tried to cauterized his wound. The pain of the bone plate once again missing only fueled him and made him quicker. His neck twisted and jaws went into bite Scuta's shoulder. His tail's weapon trying to cut off Scuta's tail tip as he rolled. his cloak seemed to stabilize and he went into a full cloak.

[Chasilin]

((Let me get passed this horrendous coughing attack and I'll reply in full with better quality...))

[Dusset]

Scuta roared in pain as his neck was bit. Only the very top of his tail was severed and he wasn't overly pissed. He bent his legs and threw Crusher in the air with the full force he could muster. It ended up being about twenty feet, he dashed into the air, and with his intact forelimb, he strong armed his claw across Crusher's underbelly, then he moved up to his exposed back and blasted fire.

Now, normal Spitfires produce blue fire. However, at that very moment, as adrenaline and anger fueled his body, his fire was light-blue, tinged with white. This was hotter than most species can produce alone. It wasn't a small streak either, it was a full fledged wall of flame. The sorrounding grass and leaves and grass ignited and combusted immediately.

But now, after using such power, such heat, and only being do big, Scuta was exhausted. He fell from the brute's back and plummeted to the ground, He hit hard, breathing more heavily than he had in years. Powerless to do much else beyond exist. But Crusher would only be so much better. Scuta was never good at arithmetic, but he supposed most of his victim's body was burned and scarred. His wouldn't fare well if the fight hadn't been wiped from Crusher too.

 

[little lost dragon]

Throughly charred and his bone platting now severely burned and chipping off in ashes. and the bone under his scales and skin showing on the exposed section of back he slowly stood up and let out a shriek. Then turned his head at the Scuta who had just nearly killed him. Weak him self he fell as well but still plunged his fangs into Scuta's neck. The flow of blood entered his mouth and his fangs let out a poison that had been stored for years. As a result the potency of the breed altering poison was far stronger then normal as it flowed into Scuta's body. His vamp body now speeding up on healing due to the sudden intake of blood. After a while he had had his fill and the poison sacks in his fangs where empty he removed his fangs. He sat up barly his bone platting still falling off revealing burned scales and skin but those where now healing at a quick pace thanks to the new blood. Though for his bone platting he would need that to be magically restored. If it where to grow back by tomorrow.

 

Now satisfied the vamp lust diminished and Evil Crusher was back in control of him self. It too him a few moments to get his surroundings, the taste in his mouth, the spit fire in-front of him. He remembered what his healer had said. About not fighting untill the fight day. Oddly he felt..... almost bad about something. His fangs did not even feel the same either. He looked around as if almost frightened about his healer seeing this. He took off his bone platting gone now in ashes. He went back to the spot where he was training and paused in hiding. Why did he feel this way? Why did he feel the need to honor a agreement to her? Why did he feel bad at the fact he just broke that agreement? He was sure she was most likely waiting for him now to come out and say it. He slowly came out looking down. He was confused at the mix of feelings he felt. shame, sadness, confusion. all at once.

 

((Please note fellow RP'ers this is planned. And Scuta.... well me and Dusset planned this out))

Edited April 26, 2012 by little lost dragon

[Dusset]

Scuta's mind fogged up. He couldn't see straight and the world spun around him. He felt nauseous, disgusting and in pain. Then, suddenly he died. That fast. He felt every bit of it, like his soul had been ripped from his very being. If had.

But then he woke up.

Confused, he twitched his legs, they didn't respond. He twitched his ears. They did. He felt a liquid corse through his veins. It was cold. He was cold. He felt blood pulse through his body as his heart came back into life. But wasn't he dead? He thought he was. He finally stood up and looked at his claws. Normal, but something was a miss. They didn't make their trademark *shink* when he popped them.

As he was figuring things out his back began to ache. He didn't know that this was th e result of postponed growth. Since he just "died", the spell voided. He would slowly begin growing again. He didn't feel particularly different. But he wasn't exhausted anymore. He wasn't holding on to dear life. His arm was still dislocated but he fixed that by slamming into a nearby tree. His fangs hurt though. Mainly his primary canines, the two to either side of the forward teeth.

He began walking back, confused and pondering, he managed to hit his top speed in a jump, so nothing was working incorrectly, still just plain odd.

 

((See, if more people were here this would be a major twist. Scuta has been one of the primary good guys for just over a year irl now, weird right?))

Edited April 26, 2012 by Dusset