Mystique had begun to relax. She could no longer detect any noises until suddenly, she heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps. Footsteps terrified her, because you could never be entirely sure if they were dangerous or unthreatening. On the day her mother died, the one thing she remembered was the sounds of footsteps. Luckily, her mother had hid her. If she hadn't done that, she wouldn't be here today. Mystique snorted loudly and began retreating. She kept her eyes on the spot where she had heard the footsteps coming from.
Elliot slowly stood up, her knife was hidden so she looked rather pathetic and small now. She walked out into the open and stared curiously at the dragon, she'd purposely made ehr face blank looking like a little child or soemone who didn't have all there marbles up there,
"It's a dragon..." she muttered, tipping her head to the side and takng a step forward.
Finally, he's asleep... Gryff maintained the heat on the human slave so that the cold would not wake him up early when he decided to scare everyone. After an hour of letting the slave sleep peacefully, Gryff stopped breathing on him and walked into the camp a little before sunrise. He began by ruffling through all of the humans belongings: their packs, clothing, and other useless items. Gryff packed their belongings into a huge pile in the middle of the camp, saving their alchohol for last. As he was throwing their clothes into the pile, Gryff looked over at the slave and his scant clothes. The twinge of sympathy came back into his heart and Gryff grabbed a pack and some filled it with some clothes and laid it next to the slave... For Gryff had unknowingly made a plan to bring him with Gryff. Before he began to awaken the hungover humans and scare them, Gryff leaned down to the human slave and nudged him with his snout, his endless blue eyes looking at the human with a sense of peace...
(( Sorry for being gone so long, school stuff weighing me down. /: But I'm back! (: ))
((It's okay, we all get that sometimes :) ))
Asah slept soundly. When he felt something nudge his side Asah jumped and scrambled to his feet, afraid of being beaten for falling asleep. Asah's eyes widened and he backed up against a tree watching the dragon. He didn't cry for help or plea or say anything at all. Asah simply turned his head and waited for the dragon to kill him.
Mystique snorted loudly as the girl walked out into the open. She eyed the girl curiously, and watched as she tilted her head, as if she had never laid eyes on a dragon before. Instead of taking flight as she would do for other invaders, she stayed where she was, not taking her eyes off of her. The girl did not appear to be dangerous, but Mystique had learned, don't trust anyone. Mystique snorted again, but this time a puff of smoke escaped from her nostrils.
Elliot came forward enough so the dragon was in arms length. She looked the dragon up and down, looking for a chink in the armour, if she couldn't see one she'd have to go for teh soft spot under the jaw. The dragon was beautiful, t'd be a shame to kill it, but she had to or else she'd be stuck with her 'teacher' for another year.
Elliot saw a small chink in the dragons scales and she suddenly pulled her knife and dashed forward, pushing the blade into the chink.
Elliot came so she was easily in arms length of the dragon. She studied it like she was curious but in reality she was searching for a c.h.i.n.k in the armour. She hoped there'd be one easy to reach , if there wasn't Elliot would have to try and go for the underside of the jaw, a soft spot for dragons.
This dragon was actually a very beautiful creature, Elliot thought it'd be a s.h.a.m.e to k.i.l.l it. THen again if she didn't she'd have to stay with her 'teacher' for another year plus she'd bring s.h.a.m.e to her father if she chickened out of k.i.l.l.i.n.g a dragon.
Elliot noticed a c.h.i.n.k in the armour, in one swift movement she pulled her k.n.i.f.e out and darted forward aiming to stab the dragon where the c.h.i.n.k was.
((Hey y'all late ron today I'll be losing WiFi and won't have it back until the 26th/27th so I was wodnering if this could either be paused or if soemone could PP my charrie?))
((I don't mind pauseing, it gets busy around the holidays :) ))
(( Pausing would be a good idea. Have fun wherever you're going and have a happy holiday! :) ))
Mystique roared in fear as the girl lunged to stab her. She reared up on her two hind legs, but not in time before th knife dug in to the c.hink in her armor. This wasn't at all what she'd been expecting, not from someone who appeared so sweet and innocent. When Mystique was back on all fours, she looked at the knife in her side. Blood was gushing from the wound. She knew that if it didn't stop soon, she'd be dead in a short matter of time. In a state of panic, Mystique reared again and again in hopes of dislodging the knife. At one point, a single tear drop fell from her eye.
Elliot was knocked back, she watched the dragon buck, fight and seemingly cry. The young apprentice darted forward and again and yanked the knife out of the dragon and rose her arm to stab again. Elliot didn't really show emotion, no excitement that accompanied some poachers during a kill, no rage, no saddness, just a cold placid face.
"Sorry, gotta do this." she grunted, her voice flat and non apologetic.
Mystique cried out sharply. When she landed from her rear, she noticed the girl seemingly possessed no emotion on her face. Mystique watched her for a moment, in utter bewilderment. Some how, Mystique understood the girl when she spoke. Not that she often had much contact with humans, but prior to now she had never been able to understand their nonsensical language. Before the girl could stab her again, Mystique launched herself into the air. It was likely she wouldn't be able to fly very far due to her wound, but she was going to try anyways.
Elliot didn't waste time when tehd ragon took off, she grabbed her bag and knife sheath, strapping them on as she ran through the woods. It was easy to follow tehd ragon, it couldn't fly fast and was bleeding, making trail of droplets unederneath it. Elliot was breathing slightly hard, her knife at her side covered in blood, she hadn't bothered to clean it yet.
((Can you guys slow down to wait for Dragon?))
((Yeah we'll do that. Sorry.))
((No problem, just don't wnat Dragon to fall behind. :) ))
(( Bump ))
(( Bump ))