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[F•XES]

Silvi•15•Wynter•Watching Queen and Dragon, Flying
Silvi flew around above the village, keeping an eye of Wynter at all times. Far in the distance she saw another Dragon.

[pyre.]

(Just noticed I said Zayn instead of Tide, opps. and No problem! Also accepted love your forum!)

Tide started to walk, he was truly broken from his true wild self. Zayn had broken his spirit, and now he was a sad dragon, a dragon who had no happiness. He walked forward ignoring the pain of the kick, his eyes were dim and solemn.

Eliah went right heading in the direction of what she wanted. He admired her braveness to let go of his horns, he slowed down so she could have a better balance but, his speed was still a decent fast.

['pyrrhic]

age;; 4,000+ ~ gender;; male ~ no rider ~ never loyal ~ Nothing Robotic

Ebony Blood is a very... Aggressive dragon. Over 4,00, he knows his ways and is
very intelligent. Nothing really bests him, and he doesn't bother being
manipulative or even to the slightest sarcastic. He is rude and very hot headed,
with a sharp tongue and mind. Yet, he lies in the hands of the humans and
riders, but none has yet to try to tame or unleash him. Much to stubborn to
work with, he knows how to fight and make others give up on him. Kept in the
thickest chains, he is the biggest dragon, and certainly the strongest in physical
matters, using his large, forked tail to hit and lash at things. He likes to be
alone, and is secluded in the biggest and poorest, very dirty and worst
conditioned cell anyone has ever seen. No one goes in there, and only hear
him speaking to himself and the ones outside, with much anger and threat.
Yet the dragon is rarely fed, he is all bone and less meat on him than anything,
driven mad by anger. Yes, he is not stupid, and knows he must give in at some
point, but refuses.

[~Fading Echo~]

((Its cool, I knew what you meant))


Zayn sighed. "Dont be so sad. Things could always be worse," he rolled his eyes, annoyed at his dragon's sadness.

Moon smirked and closed her eyes. The wind blew against her, making her feel wild and free.

[pyre.]

Both accepted.

[pyre.]

Tide knew he needed to impress his owner. He held his head up and grunted, showing he was a worthy dragon to be treated fairly. He ran at the door not caring if Zayn had a tight grip, he took off quickly and bursted into the air flapping his wings strongly.

[~Fading Echo~]

Zayn almost fell off, but luckily he got a tight grip on the reins fast enough. "Faster!" He yelled while watching for anything important on the ground.

[pyre.]

Tide flapped his wings harder. He pushed himself as hard as he could and flew as fast as he could. He edged a tree and watched the leaves explode to the ground. He used his legs to glide threw the air easily.

['pyrrhic]

click, click, click, click, click. The claws on the cobble stone of the cell made a loud noise, sounding like banging metal on the floor. The large, black dragon lied down, his tail wrapping around his body then sprawling out, his wings stretched halfway, for the roof stopped them. His golden eyes pierced the darkness as they eyed the door, his tail lashing at the wall, where marks of many past tail lashes were placed in random places. Getting up, he stood in a sitting position, and his head hit the top of the cell. Ebony Blood looked around him. Old, molded hay laid on the floor around him, and on both walls, large claw marks that matched his sharp claws. His wings draped from his back and sprawled on the floor. A loud roar came from his mouth as he snarled and made the whole jail shake. The large tail lashed at the wall again, and left another mark. With every movement, came a large rattle from the chains that bonded him to the cobblestone. The cuffs wrapped around his neck and ankles with strong cuffs attached to chains, that were quiet short. Yet he had about ten more feet he could move, he never paced forward until it was necessary. He ached to get out and fly, or even get some sort of food. This day had marked three weeks.

[~Fading Echo~]

Tide flapped his wings harder. He pushed himself as hard as he could and flew as fast as he could. He edged a tree and watched the leaves explode to the ground. He used his legs to glide threw the air easily.

Zayn pulled the reins upwards, commanding the Dragon to fly straight up. They were approaching a cliff, and they were going to hit it unless they flew upwards very fast. Holding both the reins in one hand and resting his hand on the dragon's side with the other, he smiled with joy. Flying was his favorite activity.