10-16-2018, 05:23 AM
Leilan
a dragon who couldn't be hurt on the outside
could have so many ragged holes inside
could have so many ragged holes inside
The long route he’s taken gives her time to steady her breath and recover, he supposes – but he moves more slowly, and so he recovers enough from the chase as well. Going up the cliffside, he now knows she must be close to the rocks to have kept from his vision, which was good for hiding from the sky, and, even from the other kingdom members (hmm, he’s not sure if that is good or bad). It also means she will have left some scent marks along those rocks, though – even when he breaches the tree line in the leisurely trot he has assumed, she is too easy to track.
The question is, does he want her to be less easy to track? If she’s hiding and caught, that would also mean that anyone trying to help her, would have to find them first. Though for now, it’s almost too good an opportunity for this… teaching.
So it’s a question for later. Focusing on her mostly-white form in the distance, clear against the grey rocks, he weighs his options. Sure, he could just continue the not-too-fast pace. But if he wants to tackle her, or more importantly, not be hit by whatever kind of things she might throw at him, he’d better be quick about it. Or at least, not be too predictable.
He’s slowed down almost to a walk, pretending to go slow and steady while closing in. He forgoes the option to say something; judging by her actively moving ears she is on edge, and though it might be his way of distracting someone, he doesn’t judge that many (or any?) other stallions would make a ridiculous joke to get the intended target off-guard. Especially not an angry man acting on a previous threat.
So when he estimates the distance short enough, he sprints forward, though not in an entirely straight line, hoping to avoid getting a full buck into his chest or belly area, or a rock against his side or head, because honestly, she’s capable of that and he can’t be entirely sure how far she’ll want to take this… game, training, he’s not sure if she’d agree with whatever name he’d put to it. Since she does both kisses and bites now apparently (not that he’ll complain), there’s the off chance she might take it serious.
All good intentions aside though, he’s taking it more serious each second, slightly too comfortable in this predatory role perhaps – too late now. Upon nearing, he makes a feint as if trying to bite her haunch; but he has enough speed to end up yanking at her mane instead within a heartbeat after that. Maybe he’s a little too rough than necessary. And maybe she’ll kick and bite, though more running would not be advisory or she’d definitely end up with another somewhat-bald spot (not that he grasped at any skin, like Klaudius had). He can take a few kicks though; he’s too wound-up to notice little pains, and too experience in battling probably, not to mention the scales being somewhat more sturdy than another horse’s skin.
Merely using his momentum, he moves the both of them back towards the steep walls which aren’t that far, aiming to pinpoint her between himself and the rock. Only then, he has time to say something, hissing mostly, because her mane are still grasped tight between his teeth. ”Gotcha.”
The question is, does he want her to be less easy to track? If she’s hiding and caught, that would also mean that anyone trying to help her, would have to find them first. Though for now, it’s almost too good an opportunity for this… teaching.
So it’s a question for later. Focusing on her mostly-white form in the distance, clear against the grey rocks, he weighs his options. Sure, he could just continue the not-too-fast pace. But if he wants to tackle her, or more importantly, not be hit by whatever kind of things she might throw at him, he’d better be quick about it. Or at least, not be too predictable.
He’s slowed down almost to a walk, pretending to go slow and steady while closing in. He forgoes the option to say something; judging by her actively moving ears she is on edge, and though it might be his way of distracting someone, he doesn’t judge that many (or any?) other stallions would make a ridiculous joke to get the intended target off-guard. Especially not an angry man acting on a previous threat.
So when he estimates the distance short enough, he sprints forward, though not in an entirely straight line, hoping to avoid getting a full buck into his chest or belly area, or a rock against his side or head, because honestly, she’s capable of that and he can’t be entirely sure how far she’ll want to take this… game, training, he’s not sure if she’d agree with whatever name he’d put to it. Since she does both kisses and bites now apparently (not that he’ll complain), there’s the off chance she might take it serious.
All good intentions aside though, he’s taking it more serious each second, slightly too comfortable in this predatory role perhaps – too late now. Upon nearing, he makes a feint as if trying to bite her haunch; but he has enough speed to end up yanking at her mane instead within a heartbeat after that. Maybe he’s a little too rough than necessary. And maybe she’ll kick and bite, though more running would not be advisory or she’d definitely end up with another somewhat-bald spot (not that he grasped at any skin, like Klaudius had). He can take a few kicks though; he’s too wound-up to notice little pains, and too experience in battling probably, not to mention the scales being somewhat more sturdy than another horse’s skin.
Merely using his momentum, he moves the both of them back towards the steep walls which aren’t that far, aiming to pinpoint her between himself and the rock. Only then, he has time to say something, hissing mostly, because her mane are still grasped tight between his teeth. ”Gotcha.”
@[Breckin]
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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