In the many mountains of the world, dragons have long lived in peace. In unnamed mountain, in the middle of the ocean, a land untouched by the memory of man, there are dragons who have dwelled there since they were driven out of their homes. They are ready to reveal themselves once more, but all want glory, none will fallow any leader besides their own.
Five have been mistaken for four
But one will arise of all
He will rule ever more
Till the kindgoms of dragons fall
But warned is he who ventures alone
For men are out of the shade
The may come, to bring glory home
As scale will clash with blade
From shadows a light shall awaken
From earth a flower will bloom
Water by fire shall be shaken
Air will blow in the moon
Beware dragons of old!
Beware men of new!
One shall arise that is born
Fresh as the morning dew!
Wings and spears, claws and shields
All shall dissapear in the battlefields
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Hunting « Thread Started on Jun 28, 2007, 12:50pm »
Sapphiremoon playfully looped a couple of times in midair before diving towards the ground at full speed and pulling up again right before impact with the dense trees under her. The sapphire dragon had incredible agility and skills in the air, something she was born with and had perfected while fighting the Empire. She looked around to make sure no one had seen her little acrobacies. If they had, they would be all according to say she was born to fly; and she was.
Sapphiremoon concentrated on her hunting mission. She was very curious to see what kind of animals they had in this world. before long she spotted a big stag grazing far below her, and she dived into a vertical, pressing her wings against her sides, her instincts ablaze. The mighty dragon snatched the deer right off it's feet and flew away, holding her small kill in her strong talons. She flew back high up to a panoramic altitude to try to spot Stormwing. She hoped he had seen the kill.
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Re: Hunting « Reply #2 on Jul 1, 2007, 9:59am »
Sapphiremoon laughed inwardly at the sight of a nonchalant Stormwing eating an apple. She flew down and landed gracefully beside the much smaller student. She showed him the stag she had killed. "Do you want some?" she asked kindly. She hoped he wasn't vegetarian like the Air Cove dragons.
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Re: Hunting « Reply #3 on Jul 5, 2007, 12:23pm »
"Sure" Stormwing growled kindly. He preffered fruits to meat but he still liked eating meat. Stormwing gracefully took the stag and cu it in half and began munching shyly.
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Re: Hunting « Reply #4 on Jul 10, 2007, 6:41am »
Sapphiremoon raised a brow (which is hard for a dragon). "I guess you are like the other dragons of this world" she growled thoughtfully and kindly. "Fruit eaters, like the elves" Of course, probably Stormwing didn't know what the elves where, since there were non in this world. Well, Sapphiremoon could never eat only fruit. She had tried to in her homeworld, but it wasn't enough for a dragon of her world to only eat fruit and vegetables. Taking the leftover half, the huge dragon bit off a big chunk of the deer-half, munched it and swallowed it.
(no one knows anything about where I come from, so the mention of another world might prick the curiosity of Stormwing...)
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Re: Hunting « Reply #5 on Jul 21, 2007, 12:29am »
Night was falling, and the moon was rising. "It is time for the intercove" the great sapphire dragon growled. "come with me" she invited before taking off.
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Re: Hunting « Reply #6 on Jul 22, 2007, 5:06pm »
Stormwing looked around and curiosity filled him when she mentioned this world as if not her own. He followed her though exited at the perspective of this first intercove.