♦TwilightEcho♦ (Dragon rp Semi-lit)◘Accepting○

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Whyspr backed away from Solan, but she kept her head high. She snarled back, her eyes narrowed. She was suprised and shocked by his attack. She also felt the pain of bullet wounds and and the arrows that had hit her. One arrow had lodged itself deep in her chest, but all pain she ignored."What are you now? Blood thirsty monster?" She looked around at the blood, and bodies.

[draikfire]

His wings were half-unfolded now, his head low but far from submissive. The White stalked towards her, inky darkness coloring his scales until they glittered deepest black in the fitful sunlight. His fangs were bared as he approached...but that wasn`t only bloodlust in his eyes.

There was hunger there too. He meant to use her as /prey/.

...And yet, within, another voice, one almost buried but aware all the same, prayed desperately for release...

...The choice was clear. There was no middle ground...Whyspr had to attack him to save herself or fall to his talons.

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Whyspr knew she had to fight, but she was ready. She left forward and landed on his back. Being small gave her the quick movements. She dug her claws into back and sunk her teeth into his right wing. She tasted the blood, and tugged on the wing. She dug her claws in more. She wasn't going to hurt him to much, for hope he would turn back to normal.

[draikfire]

He pulled his lips back in a grin.

She wouldn`t know; White Solan, his counterpart, hid the fact as best as he could. He had black blood. It wasn`t only the color that was different; it healed wounds and acted as a deadly venom to anyone with normal blood...which was just about anyone other than himself. It was the perfect torture weapon; it would burn away a victim`s insides until there was nothing left but skin and bone. He let her bite into his wing; in fact, he willed the blood to enter her body from where it stained her fangs. Then he reared in an attempt to throw her off, and shifted swiftly into human form, leaving her to attack thin air as he slipped out of her grasp.

His hair was pure black, the same as his scales, and his empty sky-blue eyes had gone to bloodred; clearly he hadn`t changed back yet from whatever, whoever he had become. Grinning to show pointed canines like a vampire`s, he leapt at her, shifting yet again in midair to catch her in his talons and pin her to the earth.

This prey would not escape.

{Gotta try something more drastic here~don`t worry, he`s pretty hard to kill.}

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Whyspr hissed, and tried to wiggle free. She knew if she stayed under his calws much longer, she would die. She glared up at him, saying,"I trusted you. I thought I could, but I guess I have learned my lesson on trusting anyone again. I should of attacked you when I saw you! But did I, no....I didn't..." Her voice trailed off, and she turned invisibale. While unseen, she slipped from his grasp, just barely, and flew up. Her wingbeats were silent, and she dove down and clawed at his head, then shot back up. She did this over and over again, never missing her mark.

[draikfire]

(Careful there, pal.

You`re getting awfully close to powerplay...roleplaying someone`s character for them.)

The black dragon snarled as she turned invisible, but wasn`t all too bothered--her scent, and the scent of her blood, told him where she was. Black Solan unfolded his crimson-webbed wings and took to the air to gain a respite from her furious attack; his eyes remained on the ground, searching...and there it was.

Whyspr`s shadow. The she-dragon might have been unseeable, but she couldn`t disguise her shadow so easily. Grinning again in savage delight, the great Black darted forwards, swift for his size, raking a claw through the air above the shadow in an attempt to throw her to the ground. It would be all too easy to destroy her, but he always enjoyed playing with his victims. A few minutes of making her scream with pain wouldn`t do any harm. The rents in his scales her first few attacks had made had closed already, proof of the black blood`s abilities.

And yet...as he made to go after her, to tear her wings asunder and rip away her scales, a voice quite different from Whyspr`s stopped him.

//Leave her alone.//

Baring his massive fangs in anger, Black Solan landed, crimson eyes narrowed at an enemy that wasn`t the invisible she-drake. /Why? You want the same as I do...her blood. Just changing form into a dragon doesn`t alter that, Solan,/ he snarled back.

//Let her go! Haven`t you done enough?// The mental voice slammed against the dark dragon`s consciousness with a force that made him sink his talons into the ground.

/Like she`ll trust you ever again after this. Very well...you win. But your precious /friend/ is already lost to you./ Black Solan growled one last barbed taunt and retreated, leaving the massive dragon`s scales to fade back to white, his eyes changed to sky-blue once more.

Exhausted, Solan let the dragonform slip away--he was too tired to maintain it any longer. His humanform would do for now. The dragon-turned human sank to the ground, his back to a bloodied oak, and turned his gaze to where Whyspr`s ice-and-wind scent was the strongest, waiting for the inevitable.

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((Oh, I'm so sorry. I get into my rping and character a little much. Sorry, again ))

Whyspr landed on the ground, not invisibale anymore. She watched him carefully, keeping her distance. Her white scales were splattered with her blood, and little of his. Her eyes seemed to glow, but her expression was unreadable. But she had only one question. She said it, her voice tight, and scratchy, rather then her usaul silky smooth voice."Why?"

[draikfire]

Even as she asked her monosyllabic question, the black blood that had spilled from Solan`s wounds disappeared back into the rents in his flesh, before the bites and clawmarks disappeared altogether. For a moment, he felt relief that he hadn`t lost himself completely...each time his other side took over, he was never sure he`d return. But there was a reckoning for what had happened now...

"I couldn`t stop him," Solan murmured, his words so faint they were hardly audible. "Black Solan....Chamenos. You should know...these words are no lie. What just happened...was all my fault. Your wounds...the deaths of those men...the bloodstains are on my hands, and mine alone. I...I lost control." His words were faltering now, as he struggled to regain the mask he always employed over his emotions. Self-control was hard when he was this fatigued. "I let emotion control me...and /he/ took over. He`s always waiting, always watching...my second soul."

Even as he said the words, he knew they were not quite true--but how would she understand if he explained that more than a thousand years before she had hatched, something happened to him that had been so traumatic that his soul had been literally rent apart? That over time, both halves developed into separate--but not complete--personalities? How would he tell her that he wasn`t even a dragon at all? No...best to keep it simple. She would likely drive him off, or more likely kill him...she had no reason to know such things.

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Whyspr stood silent. She was looking past him, onto the horizen. So knew what he was talking about. Her father had been close the same way, but finally killed himself, after killing Whyspr's mother. The white dragon had tears in her eyes, but she did not let them fall. She looked back at him, bobbing her head."Alright, I forgive you. I have to say I'm sorry too." She murmered, but loud enough for him to hear. Her thoughts tunbled over and over in her mind. Her emotions were a jumble, but she knew one thing. She couldn't-no, wouldn't- kill him. She liked his presence, even after the terrible thing that had happened just moments before.

[draikfire]

She still trusted him.

And that hurt more than anything else. How could she be so /stupid/?

"You idiot!" rasped Solan. "Do you know who you`re talking to? I...I`m a murderer...I can`t count the number of people I`ve killed, the dragons I`ve torn apart with my own hands...hands, not talons." The truth came spilling out before he could stop himself--did he want to scare her away? Even he didn`t know.

"Whyspr, I`m no dragon. I`m not even a human. This body...is just a shell."

Desperation entered his voice now.

"Don`t you get it!? I`m a demon..."


(Mmmm, drama. How very delicious.)