The Three Clans (Info In Thread)

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IC/Roleplay-=Strali smiled. "Your aura is unique. I've never met a Dragon with a teal-silver aura before." She looked at Isillia. "What was your aura, again? Mine was gold-brown."

Darim stood and looked at Drakan. "Help me take her into camp." He muttered, the Dragoness held down by a single talon.=-

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IC/Roleplay-=Strali dipped her head. "Rrright." She mumbled, thinking. She looked at Saora.

Saora blinked her blind eyes. "Isillia, can we train soon?"=-

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IC/Roleplay-=Ezmere was still, not wanting to get hurt by struggling. She watched Darim and Drakan silently.

Saora smiled slightly, ice slinking back into the water-filled grooves in between her scales.=-

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IC/Roleplay-=Darim blinked thoughtfully. "It is alright, I wasn't even aware of her mental control. I knew she could control others, but I had no clue how." He mumbled. His eyes wandered on the Dragoness, she was a lovely sight. Her scales shifted into leathery, thick skin on her belly, which was partially covered by heavy armor. Her wingless back had strange lumps on it, not different from what showed when a young Dragon's wings were growing. The view of them perplexed Darim. Had her wings never grown out? "Hey, Ezmere, what happened to your wings?"

"They never grew." The Dragoness answered simply. "And I see that you enjoy your view." She grinned, attempting eye contact with Darim, who quickly looked away.

"I was simply inspecting your defenses. Where you lack scale, you have armor. And your wings are certainly ready to grow, if you were to let them. The skin would rip at any touch from something sharp."

The Dragoness didn't respond, and closed her eyes.=-

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IC/Roleplay-=Darim paused. "Whatever you see fit. I know that I am keeping her prisoner for a while, under strict rules, since stealing food is unforgivable." He muttered=-

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IC/Roleplay-=Darim nodded. "That would be fine. But be wary. I might be able to make something to blindfold her, so she cannot hypnotize."=-

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IC/Roleplay-=Darim, upon reaching the Clan's camp, pulled a cloth from the bundle wrapped around Ezmere's tail. He wrapped it around her eyes, easily tying it with his hand-like talons on his wings. "She's still out, or listening to us. I can't tell which." He mumbled.

Ezmere suddenly thrashed, sending her tail into Darim's side, colliding scale-on-metal.

Darim's thick scales cracked, letting dark emerald blood drip down. He, in a brief rage, slammed a talon into Ezmere. Scale cracked, letting a few droplets of pink drip down. "Scale for scale, blood for blood." Darim growled.=-

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IC/Roleplay-=Ezmere began laughing. "You two are just too funny! Thinking you would be able to capture me." She went quiet, opening her eyes and grinning, trying to make eye contact with either Dragon.

Darim looked away. "I'm going hunting. To calm my nerves. Have fun with the prisoner." He mumbled, glancing at Drakan with a brief smile, then turning and walking out to the forest, muscles tense.=-

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IC/Roleplay-=Ezmere let herself be dragged, not caring to put up a fight. She watched Drakan in silence.

Darim walked out to the forest and slammed his talons into a huge tree. It cracked, and he turned and crashed into it with his hind legs. The tree fell as the force of two muscle-packed legs overpowered the bark.=-

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IC/Roleplay-=Ezmere silently sat up and wrapped her tail around her talons, closing her eyes. She began plotting in her mind.

Darim looked at the tree he had fallen. "Timburr is too late, I suppose?" He mumbled to himself, sniffing the air. He smelled deer, north-ish from him. He slowly stalked towards the scent, til he saw a buck and two does. He aimed at one doe, spread his wings, and surged forward. Nearly the moment he landed, the doe's neck was snapped, and the others fled. He glanced around, making sure no other Dragons---loners---were around.=-

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