Thread: Dragons and Cats (DinoDroid & Mafdet)

RE Dragons and Cats No problem, sorry it's been taking so long. Dracon couldn't help but smile at her, she had such fire and spirit that she impressed him but it didn't change his mind on his plan. My dear, the world is full of monsters, your father was one of them and I merely ended his reign. Do not speak of seeing the monster in us when you blind yourself to the monsters in yourselves. I know what I am, I know my story, but tell me. Suddenly he stopped and turned directly to her pressing his body lightly against hers and staring into her eyes, holding her genly, not trying to harm her, merely as though to tell her something. His eyes as he gazed into hers filled with the shadows of a deep sadness, and a terrible rage. Tell me, who are you, who are we? The question on the surface was a simple one, but what he tried to ask her with his eyes was who was she really, did she know her own past, did she know where she came from, or who they were, who it was she called monster? To know ones own past and history is to be able to see ones own future. With that he pulled away and resumed walking back to the tribe. It was the first time he revealed more than a mere killer, but he had also shown an uncalculated weakness for that moment he stared not just at her, but into her, seeing not the shell of her outer body but her very soul. The tribe was in a state of seeming chaos, but in fact is was quite ordered. In half the time it would have taken most they were already well on their way. Over the next few days the dragons fled the kingdom of the felines with great haste, only ever stoping to rest and grab something to eat for a few hours before returning to their brisk pace. It was a hard march that even seasoned campaign soldiers would have strugled, but for the dragons it was only mildly uncomfortable. The princess meanwhile was kept well cared for, they didn't treat her terribly, for the most part they merely ignored her. Though there was always a guard who could fly with her, during the hard march at times her guard would carry her if she fell behind. After a week of this the caravan came to the ocean where a large vessel was waiting. It was here that the dragons truly left the lands of the felines behind, and with it Jazira's last hope of freedom. It was here that the dragons for the first time bound her in ropes and chains untill land was far behind and beyond that of flight that they released her from them. It was also only now that they finally left her truly alone. As night fell the boat became alive with the sound of flutes, and reed music playing jaunty little tunes, the laughter of children and the telling of stories. Suddenly from behind Jazira Dracon silently appeared so have you learned who you are, have you learned who we are? Are we still the boogymen of your world, or have you begone to wonder if there is something more? If you are willing I will tell you, in exchange I ask for this dance. As he said it the jaunty playfull tunes turned softer rising and falling like the ocean waves, speeding up and slowing down with the wind. It was a haunting, beautiful song, but also one not meant for playfull dancing.