Last of Your Kind (Dragon Roleplay) **ACCEPTING**

[Murdoc Niccals]

Fhaemor was more than furious. "Quiet you overgrown feathery lizard," he hissed, emphasis on the lizard. "You think you can fly through lava?" His belly flared, and he bared his fangs, smoke spewing from his mouth, along with a cherry red glow of lava he was more than happy to cough up.

"Calm yourself," Tsal'ven mumbled, being slightly roused from her sleep.

[Baelixx]

Azure
"Save it for the humans. Speaking of them, do you want a lift?", she offered, angry at Heavenly.

[explosive mind]

Heavenly
"You have a temper, I like you" she hissed. She flapped her wings, blowing wind in his face. "Hope you like! Lizard scales" she grumbled.

[Murdoc Niccals]

Fhaemor gave a heated hiss, a sound like steam escaping a vent. He made it clear that any displeasure on his part would be put on a record.

He nodded at Azure. "I'd at least like to scavenge. Never fought humans before. Almost seems... Strange."

[Baelixx]

Azure
"You're going to need armor, good thing Kwinerva planned ahead.", Azure ducks into her den and comes back with specially crafted armor for him. "Put it on, it's light weight but extremely strong. The princess even made it heat tolerant so it doesn't melt on you.", She pushes it to him.

[explosive mind]

Heavenly
"Lizards..... Ugh" she thought. She flew off, deciding to go out hunting. She found a small deer herd, "Probably started big, humans happened, now this" she huffed as she flew down, catching a stag and doe. She flew back to the mountain, seeing that no one else was around, "More for me then" she hissed to herself as she dragged the stag into her cave. "The others can eat the doe" she grumbled as she ate her meal.

[Murdoc Niccals]

Fhaemor looked at the plate, then at Azure. "Regular armor probably would not melt," he admitted, " my belly might be warmer, but no melting."

"I can make my body generate heat strong enough to melt weapons ion touch- orb end them." Though, he put it on, finding the feeling foreign.

[Baelixx]

Azure
"She was thinking of your lava. Ready?", She asked, ready to fly.

[explosive mind]

Heavenly
The dragoness grumbled as she finished her stag. She stretched her wings and decided to see what was happening at the battle. She flew low over the battle, she picked up a spear and looked at it puzzled, "Is this thing for throwing?" she said as she launched it at a human. The spear went straight through, "Oops..." she giggled nervously. She rammed her horns into houses, careful not to get hit.

[Murdoc Niccals]

Fhaemor checked the armor, finding another layer of protective hide possibly hindering. It wasn't.

"Be safe," he heard Tsal'ven tell him.

He nodded to Azure.