Thread: The Diverted Path (DareToDream & Hahvy)

Staying in dragon form was the most natural thing in the world, but it always caused problems during the daylight hours. However, eating her meal in dragon form made it much easier to keep herself hidden since her predatory taste buds were accustomed to the uncooked and bloody meat. Besides, cooking it took out valuable nutrients. She ate the meatier parts first, the ones that would provide her energy and strength, like the liver and heart. She was large amongst females but small compared to the males of her species so she could eat only about half the horse in one setting. Back in her homeland - dare she call it hers still? - they didn't have horses this big. They had Tusked Oxen that roamed in droves, providing ample food sources. They always picked off the smaller and weaker animals to keep the herds alive. Plus, it made the task of feeding everyone easier. But here, she would provide for herself. She didn't have to hunt for anyone but herself, which had always suited her. Licking her claws clean after her kill, she glanced off towards the horizon. Her black iridescent scales caused a riot of color to appear on the cave wall. Her eyes weren't developed like human eyes - they couldn't see all the colors. But she could make out all the shades of red and blue and green. It made the sunrise and developing day rather pretty. In human form, she could see everything. Being a dragon made things more simple, however. Yawning to reveal rows of sharp teeth, Rue shook herself, tail thumping lightly against the stone floor. Spikes trailing down her spine were a vibrant ivory and tipped with blue, catching some of the light. Her wings were pressed against her back as she walked on all fours, stretching out from her run. The cave wasn't very big and made her feel cramped, especially with the corpse in the cave with her. So she nudged it with her nose until it plopped into the water to be devoured by the carnivorous fish that dwelled in the deep. Her ears pricked forward as she caught sound, hearing distance sounds in the nearby forest. She knew no humans were around and so she leapt into the air before flapping her wings to launch her up into the sky. She soared up high, much higher than most humans could see so she looked like another one of the Calico Eagles that dominated the skies. They were smaller than her by half, but still formidable. However, they came to an understanding and stayed out of each other's way. Drifting on the air currents, she glanced down at the growing forest, seeing it bloom with blossoms in clearings that were usually found on accident rather than on purpose. It was a beautiful day and she soon saw a small lake in which she could bathe the rest of the blood off of her hide. Taking a nose dive, she whipped through the air and into the lake, causing a loud splash. The water was frigid compared to the warm day, but it was just what she needed. She swam around, getting clean, and just played in the water. It was freeing to be out here with no rules. Her clan back home would be scrambling to find her, but they wouldn't find her here. It was too populated with humans and would be seen as a last resort search. By then, she'd already be onto another human populated country. Alaria was a nice country, and though she missed her own country of Tuvanus, she was fine where she was. She had her own little cottage on a mountain top where no one would bother her, and a garden that she tended to lovingly. She hadn't been allowed to have a garden back home since her training had kept her busy. Training to be a bride for a brute. Mating amongst her kind was brutal and final. She would have never gotten away no matter how much she hated Malconis. He would chase her to the ends of the globe. Well, fine. He could chase all he wanted. He wasn't getting a damn thing from her and would never, ever find her. She would make damn sure of it, Draco be damned. Finishing up her bath, which took longer than she expected, she ambled out of the water and shook herself, sending water to the nearby plants. fire blooms and water moss dotted the lake's banks, adding beautiful color to the landscape. She'd have to pick some one of these days. Sniffing the air, she scented the animals of the forest and knew not of the human that was hunting her. Yawning her tiredness, she shook herself again before jumping to the top of the Freya Tree. The tree was large and sturdy enough to hold even her dragon weight. Clutching the gold and green branches, she threw herself into the air and took off into a lazy incline, knowing not of the trouble that brewed on the horizon.