The Dragon Wars

[hybirdx]

fin asked all of the councle,but all of them was way too stubern and rude in which fin can't stand''leave boy!w don't like yor kind!'' ''get out!leave!nobody tells me to shut up!''but it was the blue dragon that pushed him''you're like your stupid mother!tell people things,and when it's an emergency,you're an goody-two-shoe!''

 

[chewbacca71]

Pyrymis

Pyrymis was taken aback by some of the tactics used by Oldwing. He had never seen some of them used. He was a strong dragon and had shown that, now he needed to show his smarts. As Oldwing came towards him with his claws extended, Pyrymis feigned being disoriented. At the last second, Pyrymis swerved out of the way, leaving Oldwing to swipe at empty air. He then maneuvered himself to put his back up near a stone cliff a few miles from the City. He waited for Oldwing to attack.

The older dragon can swooping in as expected, as Oldwing drew nearer, Pyrymis chanted a spell. As Oldwing reached him, Pyrymis had polymorphed to his human form, dropping below the enraged dragon who was going too fast. Oldwing hit the side of the cliff with a resounding thump, breaking his left foreleg. As he backpedaled, a shower of boulder- jolted loose by his impact, came down and ripped a small hole in the membrane of his wing. This injury may force him to leave the fight.

After Pyrymis had changed to human form, he fell below Oldwing. He frantically tried to polymorph himself back to a dragon, but had miscalculated his height from the ground and landed hard in a copse of trees. He was not able to be seen from the air at this time.

 

[Zircon]

Yang

Jafuil was still gleefully belching and swiping destruction to the houses in the Merchant’s Quarter. He did not see death’s shadow follow the walls of the houses. Yang had inserted sapphire shards to the tips of his wings and claws. Ground and sharpened, the inserts will slice through rock and metal. Jafuil turned when he notice that a shadow had temporarily blotted out the sun. But it was too late. He still had the surprised look on his face when the head hit the ground beside his still standing body. The fountain of blood made a nice crescendo to the demolition dance.

Yang headed towards the South Gate, when he saw that there was where the battle between the Black and Oldwing was going on. At the South Gate loomed closer, Yang saw that two dragons guarding it. One was Haldram, his father’s friend. The other he did not recognize. Yang ignited and spewed the fireball towards the face of the stranger. Momentarily blinding him, Yang twisted his body in mid air, extending his hind claws in front of him. The claws ripped huge gashes at the strangers hind quarters, felling him. With another mid-air twist, Yang used his fore claws to finish off at the exposed neck of the stranger.

With a mighty roar, Haldram took to the air while belching flames at Yang. The flames scorched Yang’s back as he tried to turn to face Haldram. With the challenge already fading in the flamed out quarter of town, Yang gained the height that he need to face his most dangerous adversary yet.

The dance of doom in the air was a sight to behold. Yang bit back the pain that was spreading through his body as he warily faced Haldram. Haldram flamed another round, but it was a feint as he straightened his neck and rammed himself into Yang’s midsection. The horns on his forehead shredded a piece of Yang’s belly. Yang instinctive lashed out at the spread wings of Haldram. Taking only some skin, Haldram ignored the puny attempt and turned to grab one of Yang’s legs. With the strength of an ancient, Haldram threw Yang from the sky. The crash to the ground was as painful as the other wounds.

Yang acted as if the humiliating crash had stunned him into unconsciousness. Haldram landed on the ground with the intention of finishing off the brash youth. As he got closer, Yang could sense that the ancient wanted to finish the game with his bare claws. With a leap worthy of a Red, Yang’s overhead strike startled Haldram with both the specials claws and the fireball. As Yang ripped one of Haldram’s eyes out, the fireball tore a fore quarter off, leaving only a charred stump.

Yang was readying another fireball, when he saw that Haldram was leaving the battle as fast as possible, with only one eye and three legs. Yang was in no condition to give chase as the searing pain on his front and back began to reassert itself.

Then Yang saw Oldwing, hit the side of the cliff. Boy, that got to hurt, thought Yang. With his remaining strength, Yang flew off into that direction. He had hoped that Oldwing was not hurt too badly because at this point Yang could use some of that healing magic that the old Dragon possessed.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Lheyklanth

Oldwing slowly wheeled upwards as he saw no sign of Pyrymis' human form. Taking a slightly uncomfortable seat on what remained of the mountain, the dragon's eyes slowly checked out the forest. Knowing he must wait for the black to make the next move, he began to concentrate, pushing the healing energy through his veins, first towards his wing where the most pressing injury was. He heard the flapping of a dragon coming towards him, and turned in time to see a wounded Yang.
The next thing he saw was... something... flying through the air. It was over Yang's shoulder, far in the distance, and only a tiny black speck, but Lheyklanth was picking up an entirely unworldly feeling from the smudge against the sky.
"Yang... Yang, get down..." the old grey dragon spoke as he noticed the black smudge was growing with a frightening rate, coming towards them at five times the speed of a dragon.
"Yang, get down!" he called out, louder now. Yang seemed to slow in confusion, turning, and, upon seeing the black smudge, whatever it was, ducked down and out of the path of the object. Lheyklanth moved his massive wings into position, hefting himself off the mountain, but the wound he had suffered was not healed, and he could not maneuver fast enough to get out of the thing's way. Even from so close, it was impossible to tell what the thing was, for it was more black than anything that had ever been black.
As he realised the thing was about to hit him, Lheyklanth redirected his magical powers, forcing it out into a protective ward in front of him as fast as he could.
The protective ward worked as the object slowed and stopped, just seconds away from Lheyklanth. It was circular, roughly dragon sized, but now the black was shrinking away to show what was really there, inside that giant black ball.
There stood a winged man, armoured in black from head to foot; but this could be no man, for it was at least 20 or 25 feet high, with arms and legs like tree trunks. In his hands he clutched a giant sword, twice as long as a human man.
"What be this creature that I have never seen before?" Lheyklanth asked, his protective ward only just keeping the man away, and the hole in his wing making his efforts to stay afloat hard.
"I am the Human's protective spirit, Old One. It is time to suffer at the hands of the guardian of those you have warred against!" The black figure spoke. His voice was thick with hatred, yet filled with power. The sword he held rose slowly, as if threatening to strike.
"I have warred against no Man, Spirit! Do not attack me or I shall be forced to strike you down!" Lheyklanth yelled.
The figure did not react, his sword in place now over his head. Lheyklanth felt his ward slipping, and as soon as he lost the concentration, the black knight had descended upon him...

 

[poohlive]

Rune walked silently into another grand hall. Small torches were the only thing to light their way. He glanced around, as cascading light flickered to and fro on his vision.
There was the man he had hoped to see, the Blue leader. He couldn't convince white to rebel, they were just too good and too loyal to Oldwing. Green wasn't a good choice either, they were too smart. They'd see a devastating plan a mile away. This rebellion, if done properly, would surely mark a pivotal spot on the dragon alliance. People were either with them, or against them. With this, he could easily see a civil war within the clan.
That is, if Oldwing doesn't simply resign.
It could be a possibility, even he knows how old he is. Perhaps he thinks it is time for a change.
He bowed, gracious for the dragon to allow him time.
"As you know, Oldwing is calling on the council for answers from our existance to the humans. After today, there will be no doubt in the humans minds that dragons exist, and they are a threat. I am appealing to you, the judges, the pinnacles of this clan to stand with us, so that we can deal with this ourselves, and not be lead around blindly by some old dragon."
The blue dragon seemed hurt by these words, as if Rune was attacking his own character, but even he could see the truth wandering in his eyes. Now was not time for one dragon campaigns, it was time for war, and victory. This would also mean the freedom and liberation of dragons, not just out of the mountains, but as a society and culture on this planet.
"Look at our leader, judge him for who he is. Can't you see what he is doing to this clan?"
He waved his front claw, motiong for silence. Rune did so, bowing to show no disrespect.
"I can not deny your words ring true, but even the blue can not go against our bretheren. We have sworn allegiance to the council."
Rune half smiled, "That is perect then. Most fo the council agrees with this cause. Black, red, and even gold have voted for this seperation. With you, we will have a majority vote, and then we can finally overthrow Oldwing and become our own civilization. Wouldn't you want that? How long will you stand to shower out your opinions, only to have some pompous windbag to overrule you."
Rune knew he had struck a nerve on that one. A flicker of red flashed in the old dragon's eyes as he turned around, talking to a few of this companions.
Rune could hardly wait...

 

[chewbacca71]

Pyrymis

Pyrymis slowly regained consciousness, coming to in the branches of a tree. He looked up through the leaves above him, he can see the bulk of Oldwing sitting on the edge of the mountain. He is hurt worse than he remembered, retreating from this fight is his best option. He had lost too many of his fellow exiles already due to his inability to keep his temper. He was not about to make that mistake twice. Pyrymis changed to the shape of a deer and bounded through the woods, back towards the town.

 

[cats]

Zyzzx

OOC: Don't kill the human gaurdian, he has to kill me first.

IC: ...Tenminutes ago...
"What do you mean, "Old wing wnet to fight.", bastard he breaks his own rule of staying in town. Well, at least he didn't punish me for doing that.

I flew off in oreder to go get Fin.

...Now...

We arived on the battle field. Yang, I think thats his name is ducking down in the woods injured and badly. Oldwing is on a mountin talking to some balk human, winged criter. "Yang needs my help more."

I fly down to help heal yang. "Don't move this won't take long." I then begin to heal Yang. "Between the three of us. Old wing will do fine against Pyrymis." A thought hits me "Shit, Yang were the hell is Pyrymis."

 

[hybirdx]

fin sniffed the air knowing if pyrymis had morphed,he had an flaw when transforming''over there!'' he pointed to his left then with no hesitation transformed into his dragon winged wolf form "I'll stalk him...*sigh!*but i won't kill him....'' fin had an ugly temper when he hears the name pyrymis since he left his parents to die....''don't lose your temper fin'' said Zy and fin ran off

 

[Dark Warrior]

Lheyklanth

Oldwing gave a howl of pain as the black figure cut a heavy wound through the dragon's skin. Refusing to give in to the searing pain, the grey flew upwards, flying around in a wheel before coming back on the level with the Guardian, who had not moved, his sword still in place, dripping with Dragon blood.
"No sword can cut through a dragon's scales! What in the seven hells are you?" The grey dragon said, wanting to keep the black knight away for just a few moments as his healing magic began to do its work.
"I already told you, I am the Guardian of the Humans. This sword was a gift to me from the Creator, so that I may protect my folk from beings like yourself."
Oldwing's eyes narrowed. Was it true, that this man was what he said he was? No human could fly, let alone have the strength to drive a sword through a dragon's scales, especially the grey.
"But time has passed for words, brute." The figure said, before bounding towards Lheyklanth again. The dragon opened his mouth to swallow the man whole, but with amazing agility the black figure changed direction suddenly to avoid Oldwing's jaws as they shut tight. Lheyklanth desperately searched for the black knight, catching just a flash of the creature as it came down, but the dragon had no chance to escape as the black sword came thrusting down and dug deep and painfully into Lheyklanth's left eye. The grey dragon let out another bellow of pain, but when he went to swing back at the knight, he was gone.
All vision was gone in his left eye, and he knew he was open to attack. He desperately let his great body go into a dive, steadily declining towards the floor, as his great wings began to beat to carry him up again.

 

[Zircon]

Yang

‘Good question Zyzzx. Thank you for your help. Let’s go kick some ass, especially the big, bad Black.’

Yang was determined to find that Black who started this madness. The Black had a lot to answer for, particularly the scars that would be there once the wounds had healed. Those scars would lower even further the chances of wooing the Gold, thought Yang. Yang was dead set on finding the Black until he saw the titanic battle between Oldwing and the Black Knight. For a moment, he had though that the Black Dragon had morphed into the armored stranger. But on additional observations, Yang was beginning to feel angst as the Black Knight was not a Dragon. The Knight not only wounded Oldwing, but also toyed with him. This battle was a complete humiliation for Oldwing, and Oldwing was not the kind of Dragon that anyone trifled with. Yang shuddered at the thought of facing the Black Knight. If the Black Knight ever showed himself again, it might take the entire colony’s strength to best him, even as Oldwing could not singularly do so.

With mighty beats of his wings, biting back the pain, Yang launched himself off to where he saw Oldwing was about to drop from the sky. The black Knight was no where to be seen, but Yang roared to Zyzzx, ‘Keep your eyes open and senses sharp. We might live to see the end of the day if we do so.’

‘Oldwing, it’s me, Yang. I have Zyzzx with me here. Are you well enough to fly back to the colony on your own? We’ll watch your back for any renegades. If not, I’ll carry you, and Zyzzx will watch our backs. You old folks don’t hardly weigh anything at all.’

Yang saw that Oldwing had more than just battle wounds to contend with. With one of his eyes gone, the colony will take this defeat as a sign of weakness. Revolts had begun for lesser reasons than this. Well, one thing at a time. The important thing right now was to get back to the colony alive, and in more or less, one piece.

 

[chewbacca71]

Pyrymis

Pyrymis bounded towards the city, changing to human form when he got near to the gates. He entered the city, going to the Blackeye Inn. He had spent many a day there before as Lord Black, but his new form looked different. He took a room, spilling a few silver pieces out of the bag at his waist. He needed some rest to get his strength back and to heal. He went to his room, layed out on the bed, sleeping his restorative rest, dreaming of world conquest.

 

[cats]

Zyzzx

I fly up into the air. This black figure seems tough. He's taking on Oldwing like its nothing. Wait a minute how the hell dose a sword cut threw dragon flesh.

I warned the council they're stonger then we give them credit for but, how the hell is that even possible. No matter I need to help Oldwing. If I can protect Oldwing, then he can heal himself.

I rush in flying between this black human and Oldwing. "You may be tough but, don't under estimate me." Shit I don't stand a chance against this guy physicly. I look him in the eye. He being big for a human and I being small for a dragon, I don't have the sort of power advantage that Oldwing dose.

'You aren't the dragon I wan't right now. ' "To bad for you." 'Very well you will die.' He carges me, swinging his sword when I'm in range. I chanel all the power I can into a sheild infront of me. "Hurey up and heal yourself Oldwing."

'You will tire out soon.... If I let you.' He twists his sword into a thrust shatering my sheild. The sword narrowly pasts by my side. Leaveing only the smallest wound. Let's see him survive this. I bring my head forward and open my mouth spiting a lighting bolt.

'Not bad. But far from good.' He caught the bolt with his off hand. "What type of demon are you?" He must be a demon there is no way a mortal can do these things. He then throws the bolt back at me percing my wing.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Oldwing

Oldwing heard the pained cry of Zyzzx behind him, but there was no time to waste now. With the wound to his eye, he stood no chance against the black figure, and if the whelps wanted to get involved, they must have known the consequences and would have to live by them.
"Yang... I can make it!" He shouted, beating his wings harder now as he put more distance between himself and the now pre-occupied Guardian.
Desperately he beat his wings, hoping that the wound in them would not make him fall. His magic was running weak after he lost his concentration, so there was no time now to let it do its work. This is one situation he could not hope to win: retreat was the only option.

 

[chewbacca71]

Pyrymis

Pyrymis awakens after some restorative sleep. His wounds, changed to small scale on his human body have healed rapidly as they always did. He stretches this human body, getting out of bed. He looks out the window, and sees that some areas of the city are still on fire from his dragons onslaught of the day before.

I wonder how many of my dragons are still alive at this point. I saw the bodies of three that Oldwing had personally dispatched , never mind the coward that flew away. It was time to go back to the island of exile and gather his strength for another assault on this city. He conquered it once, he would be back to finish the job with more dragons.

He left the inn, and then the city through the south gates. He admired the signs of destruction that proliferated throughtout the city. He and his dragons did good work. He walked a narrow foot path till he was out of the sight of the city. He than changed back to his dragon form, winging back to the Isle of winds, disheartened but not defeated.

 

[hybirdx]

fin was just returning from his failed search hearing zyzzx ''Z!!!hang on i'm comming!''fin ran as fast as his wolf paws could take him,then suddenly changing into his normal form to take flight

 

[cats]

Zyzzx "Loseing Hope."

OOC: hey if a pc dies it needs a name.
IC:

I landed so I wouldn't fall. Caorse it was far from gracefull. "You want some of me come and get it." My magic has no efect maybe he dosen't expect a phiscal alaslt. And in my ten years as a human I was in more then enough fights to learn a few tricks.

I stand on my hind legs so I could fight more like I normaly did. The dark one lands infront of me sword ready. Now how to get that sword away from him. As a human I alwas would sling shot the sword out of his hands by makeing a scisors movement with my legs.

He waits for a while as if he wants me to make the forst move. I heal my wing in the delay. Then fold them on my back. Why he thought I was distracted he charged me but I jumped up and did my disarming move flawlessly. But the sword moved better then I thought as if he hadn't even tried to hold it.

"There now the fight is fair." 'Shure it is reptile.' Bastard dragons aren't reptiles. I punch him in the face but dodged and countered with a kick. I fell back a few yards, and prepared an attack. I swung my tail at him but he caught it a flinged me into him. Now I was traped in a bear hug of death.

No, way I'm going to die now. I have to help the other races. I try to over power him but his lock is to good. I begin to think I know a move to help me but it is cowardly. No choice the ends justify the means. I change the tip of my tail into a blade the finest I've ever done.

"Take this." I swing my tail cuting off his arm. I'm free and back off. "Ready to talk this out." 'You wish.' A new arm spurts out from the stump. He rolls back and I see fin off in the distance "Run Fin." He picks up his sword dashes towaards me and in one swoop cuts my head, off. My parting thought are a wish for all the races to survive.... Except this bastard.

 

[Zircon]

Yang

Yang watched in amazement as Zyzzx tried to fight the Black Knight but to little avail. Yang knew that with his wounds and that of Oldwing’s, they would stand scant chance of besting the Black Knight.

The wisest course of action was what termed as a strategic retreat, allowing the chance of a another battle for another day to happen. Yang acknowledged Oldwing’s resilience to reach the colony, and strived to do the same for himself. He knew he was trailing blood from re-opened wounds but that was not the concern. Yang did not look back at Zyzzx, as he knew that although Zyzzx was badly outclassed. The Black Knight would still have a fight on his hands against a fresh and strong Dragon.

Soon the familiar mountains and caves loomed into view. Yang was all the while putting the pain out of his mind, but was not too successful. Another couple of minutes, he would have passed out as he was losing too much blood. A sigh of relief escaped when Yang saw the copse of bushes by the river near the entrance to his home. He landed there unceremoniously with a hard thud. At the mouth of the cave, embraced by the coolness of the stalactites and stalagmites, Yang let the warm darkness swathe him completely.

 

[hybirdx]

Fin was only able to see zyzzx's head fly off before his anger blinded him."Z!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'' fin jolted to the dark knite not giving him a chance to see him comming and dodge out of fin's way,fin quickly formed into his ''d.humman form you'll pay for this asshole!!!''fin swiftly struk the warrior with an swift blow then drawing his double bladed staff ''oh-ho!!!another dragon to kill'' ''pay backs a real bitch you know''

 

[Dark Warrior]

Lheyklanth

Oldwing let out a bellow to let the other dragons know he had returned, before he and Yang practically crash-landed, slowly making their way into the mouth of the caves, each wounded heavily.
"Help...!" Oldwing screamed out as he desperately fought back the tides of blackness which threatened to sweep over him at any minute.
"Oldwing..."
Oldwing was relieved to hear the sound of his personal attendant, the sky dragon.
"Little one... oh, it hurts... help me to my chambers."
Oldwing struggled to look across at Yang, beforel looking back at the young attendant dragon.
"And get some help for Yang as well, please..."
Oldwing nearly collapsed as a new pain was introduced in his head. His eye was still bleeding heavily, the lid spasming over the wounded eye.

 

[hybirdx]

''YOU'LL PAY!"Fin was still violently striking at the knite.But the knite wasn't to be under estimated,"thou a fast one but not strong!''the knite struk hard into fins hart,but coulden't be killed not in his angered condition.

"shut up!You dark knites talk too much!!!!!!"fin finnaly nailed the sadistic knite with a blow that almost killed him"your anger is the key.....to your true power is it?" "no.....it's the people I fight for.I'll give ya a chance to leave."

the knite got up with an evil smirk that instantly pissed fin off completely"fool,I seen the blood trails of that dragon now i can kill all of you!"with that the knite ran off,but didn't get far being blasted by an cold acid blast from fins mouth."I gave you a chance,but i guess some humans are foolish.......now i'm thinking like the councle!"fin left for the dragons den injured tired wounded and half dead

********

WHAM!!!!!!!!!!Fin passed out once he got to the village "uhn.so.....tired so........*gurgle!*heh!hungry!"with that fin fell asleep.the last thing he saw was one of oldwings servents rushing to him,he knew that dragon from somewhere.............but...where?

 

[chewbacca71]

Pyrymis

Pyrymis flew towards the island in a tight arc, his wings tired from the strain of the last 48 hours. He lands in the courtyard of the exile settlement. He caught the eye of his son, who was finishing loading some supplies on the back of one of the younger dragons. "Come with me Brazous."

Pyrymis takes him aside , creating a cone of silence a few feet around them to keep others from listening. Pyrymis tells his son all that has happened and explains that there will need to be more planning to conquer this city after all. They had caused some great destruction, but the other dragons had fought to defend it. The exiles would have to plan a way to break this city. Pyrymis had too much pride in himself to allow this city to continue to be in the hands of mere humans after he had briefly controlled it. Pyrymis tells Brazous to get together the few elder dragons in the settlement and meet him at the large cave on the east side of the island.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Lheyklanth

Oldwing looked out at the setting sun from his prone position, his wings hanging lazily at his side. The lid of his wounded eye was now shut completely, and the eye itself was beyond any of the healing magic of any of the dragons in the colony. His own included. Apart from that, his body was healing up nicely, and in a few hours he would be as good as new, minus one eye.
What sort of a time was it that the strongest dragon in the colony could be beaten by... well, whatever that thing was... he knew what the repurcussions of this would be. The colony's trust in his leadership was already wavering; defeat at the hands of a Man would no doubt be his undoing. Already he was planning his exit from the colony.
And then there would be none to lead them. No grey, for the first time since the Dragon Mother gave them all life. And with no prospect of another being born, as the already distant relations between the blacks and whites were stretched to the far limits of existence.
With his absence, no doubt the colony would fall into the laps of the other dragon elders - but never before has there been needed a decision for the leadership of the colony, and the fight for the title would shatter the dragons' council forever.
There was no hope. No light at the end of the tunnel. With the sigh of an old dragon, Lheyklanth rested his head on his forelegs, letting his one good eye close so that he could at least sleep away the last, painful hours of his existence in the colony.

 

[chewbacca71]

Pyrymis

Pyrymis peers around at the so called council chamber. The dank , dark cave was large enough for the gathering , but the water dripping in the back section was a large distration. This was no where near as nice as the Council room at the original colony. The beautiful crystal with golden inlays always sparkled with the midday sun. Here, the only thing that sparkled was when light hit the back of the slimy lizards living here the front of the cave.

Pyrymis looked at the dragons gathered around him. He had known some of these dragons for hundreds of years. In their younger years, they were all full of fire and bravado. Now at this age, they were full of prune juice and washed up dreams. He did not see a decisive dragon in the room till he saw his son on the other side of the room. Brazous stood tall and proud, standing out among these weaklings. Pyrymis filled them in on what happened at the city.

One dragon fainted dead away when he heard the destruction caused by the dragons. Others raised there voice in protest over the needless deaths of some of the dragons that he had brought with him. Pyrymis stood up to his full height..."We are in a war, there will be casualties in this. Pray that you are not next you cowards. I had control of the city until Oldwing, my old advesary came to Caemlyn. I saw him injured very badly before I lost sight of him. I say that we go back and attack the city in mass now. The other dragons are leaderless while Oldwing is hurt, and we should be able to easily take over again. "

Pyrymis waits to see what the council will decide. His own mind is already made up. If the council does not abide by his thoughts, he will rip out the throat of those who dissagree. If he has to kill them all, so be it. He is prepared to do whatever it takes to get his way .

 

[hybirdx]

Fin finnaly awoke from the pain he felt before he passed out relizing he was in his dragn wolf form"huh?wha-what happened!?!" "easy there fin....you just need to rest"Fin woke up to a dark azure dragon"ah.......Blew."fin shot up in a wreacked mood."what happen!?!where's oldwing and yang!?!where's...."it finnaly hit fin,z was dead,oldwing was wounded practicly beyond repair."No....it wasnt a dream....Z's dead..."

 

[Zircon]

Yang

The evening sun cast long shadows into the valley. Yang was lying at his usual place behind the rock, with his chin resting on his forepaws and his hind quarters stretched out in a comfortable position. The leaves were green and the bushes yielded enough to see the Gold at her favorite place carousing with the fishes. The soft grass and moss of the forest ground by the riverside offered Yang sufficient gentleness to his belly, as the wounds began their process of healing. Yang sighed in contentment as he watched the object of his desire. The sun dipped and swallowed the Gold, her face was inundated with shadows and colors reflected off the river surface.

‘Would you not fight on our side, Lady Jelas?’ asked Yang earlier of the Gold.
‘No, Yang. I’m not like you, who think you can defeat Dragons ages older and stronger. And that was very foolish of you to try. You’re a mere hybrid, not a true color. What on earth made you do something like that?’

Yang could not answer her, just liked he could not have answered his mother, Lady Rhea, when accosted with the same question. He had not seen his mother get so angry before, and he did not wish to see that particular episode repeat itself. Although much bigger in size than his mother, Yang appeared small in his mother’s eyes. Again and again the question of Color was thrown at his teeth. All Yang could answer was with only a shrug.

Suddenly his thoughts were intruded by a prior conversation with Lady Rhea as the fading light made the Gold’s face looked like Haldram’s. His mother was surprisingly more vehemently protesting his choice of opponent rather that his foolish bravado. Yang was then still sobered by his clobbering at Haldram’s hands. That fight opened Yang’s eyes to the speed and strength of the ancient Red. Although Haldram had been crippled, he would still possessed enough experience to offset the lack of a limb. That much was Yang wary of.

Yang had enough of the Gold condescending attitude as he reentered the caves in search of his mother, more for answers than the desire for her company and conversations. Later, when he had the time, Yang would offer a prayer of thanks to Zyzzx for allowing Oldwing and himself to reach the safety of the caves.