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Thread: Dragon In The Dark (SevenRose & Ren Olvry)

Seeing the woman move, and, most especially, hearing the sound of the bowstring being drawn, those eyes seemed themselves to cautiously draw back just a small distance... though, beyond that, Orval dared not make a move. Not until such a time as he might need to or, that was to say, if the human chose to attack after all. After that... well, he'd not exactly thought that far. He'd not thought much about this encounter at all, if he were to be honest with himself a mistake that it was a bit too late to fix, now that he was already here in this situation. What would she do, then . That was his main priority to figure out, never mind how long he might have to remain still, keep his eyes fixed on her. Past the sound of the bowstring earlier, he made not the slightest move, nor seemingly even reaction... that was, until Rose started to lower the bow. Surprise, if only a slight amount, showed in those eyes as she lowered it further, perhaps giving up the idea of attacking him... or, well, he could hope, at least. Hearing her whistle like that, though, she might have been able to make out the dragon's large, almost frill-like ears perk up atop the sides of his head, in curiosity more so than alert. Even more than that, he finally made a move, lifting his head a little in similar curiosity... then flicking his eyes quickly around in alert. Was she trying to call him? Was she trying to call someone else , perhaps, so that she might have an advantage in number? He wasn't sure... and he wasn't terribly eager to find out. Like that, his head soon enough lowered again in caution, his eyes fixing back onto Rose herself... and, in some part, that bow of hers. So, like that, she effectively got her wish he disappeared, back into the shadows and away from the wall that surrounded the city proper. He wasn't going to risk being snuck up on, certainly... even if he'd done something of the same. Just as well, though, he was not to be gotten rid of entirely the very same bush, the very same place the following night, she'd find those eyes again, staring out at her... a little closer this time, perhaps, but still keeping himself mostly hidden all the same. And, this time, he wasn't even wholly silent when she met eyes with him on the contrary, he imitated that very same whistle of hers from previously, if quieter, and with a curious tone to it. Had he been mistaken, and she'd been calling him after all? Well, either way, he intended to figure out what that sound was about, if nothing else... especially around someone who, unlike the rest, hadn't sent an arrow flying at him yet. Hope it's fine to skip ahead a night already!
Thread: Dragon In The Dark (SevenRose & Ren Olvry)

Again, Orval noted Rose's hand reaching to the bow... and yet, this time, she didn't seem to take it. That much, at least, seemed a step forward, if a small one. And... she spoke? Once again, his large ears curiously perked, hearing what appeared to be the sound of such, but what she said , his hearing wasn't near good enough to make out through the distance between them. All the same, his eyes cautiously drifted downward when she did , in fact, draw her bow... but they didn't stay there for long, seeing, for now, that she wasn't raising her weapon. The next sound, though, he could hear quite distinctly which, he supposed, was likely the point. Curiously, the dragon appeared to tilt his head slightly to the side in interest, judging by the movement of his eyes at an angle, if nothing else. Those eyes, however, once again flicked around briefly in alert, in case there might be any other humans around... but, coming across none in the end, they returned to the woman herself, fixating on her just as like before. Just as well, his head seemed to raise a little a more relaxed gesture, showing, perhaps, a bit less caution, though it wasn't all gone, by any stretch. So, like the previous whistle, he made something of a mimicry of it, only swapping the tones, trying, in some minor gesture, to state himself as something other than a threat. More than that, though, the act was quite curious to him if he could figure this out, perhaps he could figure out more? He was certain it wasn't how they mainly communicated, at least, but if it was communication at all, he couldn't complain. Though, he mused, he couldn't keep out his own variety of sounds... could he? To which end, on that thought, the dragon made his own little sound, something almost akin to a purr, but somewhat higher in pitch. On such a note, those glowing eyes seemed to stare almost expectantly at the woman waiting, once again, to see whatever she might do... and hoping, perhaps, that he could at least get her to do away with that weapon of hers, soon enough, though he'd not high hopes for that yet.
Thread: Dragon In The Dark (SevenRose & Ren Olvry)

You're going crazy, Rose . But, the following whistle it imitated back at her was too real for her to be crazy. The fast movements of the teal creature following her whistled enthralled her, and terrified her. It looked around again, then settled on her. She thought its eye slits were slightly wider, taking in more. Instead of low to the ground now, its head was higher, staring. It whistled, for lack of a better tone, not exact the same, but similar, and trilled at the end. Then, even more so as before, it stared. Rose stepped closed to the edge, leaning close enough that her bow wood was pressed against the wall. She strained to make out its figure in the shadows, and couldn't. Its trying to communicate, she thought, though her fight or flight was in full swing. Even in the night cold air, Rose felt like she was sweating. Get it together, she said, taking a deep breath and putting one hand up to her mouth. She whistled again, softer this time, hoping she could lure it out to see its figure better. Her whistle was the same notes as the lullaby she had been humming, six soft sweet notes. Come on, she thought, her off hand tight on her bow. She had a 2 second draw and fire... it was enough time if it attacked. She hoped.
Thread: Dragon In The Dark (SevenRose & Ren Olvry)

Again, he heard a different sound from her, and again, his ears perked to it... though, again, Orval couldn't actively make it out. And again, though, it followed with another whistle, though this one, he quickly noted, was quite different. Longer, toned differently... almost soothing, in some way. Inviting , even. Inevitably, there was some slight rustling of the bush's branches as his wings shifted a little on his back, the dragon's head once again tilting slightly to the side as he seemed to consider things. He didn't move immediately, by any means, but it didn't take very long before he did move. Carefully, slowly coming out from the bush, Rose would be able to make out the light sheen of moonlight reflecting upon soft, dark-colored scales of his fingers and hand. First there was that, then the other hand and most of that forearm... then his head peeking out, most of all with the shallowly angled muzzle taking the front of it. Still, he was wary of that bow, but not so much of her as he had been the previous night, or even just earlier. Just as well, though, he seemed intent to not come out all the way indeed, she'd only be able to see from his head, to midway down his torso, but even then there was plenty to see. The smooth, softly reflective scales, the short, similarly glowing hair that grew out from the back of his head, down to something of a mane over the back of his neck, the oddly-shaped, frill-like ears at the sides of his head... and, perhaps most prominently, the leathery wings, only half-folded against his back. It could also have been noted that he appeared to be quite bare above the waist, but judging by the flat chest along with the more humanoid form, one could perhaps guess that he was also male. Like that, though, he once again kept his eyes fixed on Rose, going perfectly still once again now that he'd come a bit closer, revealed himself in part... but not ready to come out all the way, both for due caution and for wariness of her weapon.
Thread: Dragon In The Dark (SevenRose & Ren Olvry)

This time, the creature did not whistle back at her. The creature moved after her whistle, then continued to stare. Its thinking, she thought. She leaned in slightly more, trying to see what had moved behind the eyes, a strand of blonde hair falling over her face. Then, after a few moments and an owl hooting in the distance, it moved it. Better, yet, he moved out. Dragon, she mouthed, not moving. In shock, her eyes took him in. He looked young, in a way, and not scary. The pictures she had seen of dragons were large beasts, fierce with jaws like alligators, but this one was.... well, she couldn't describe it as anything other than a dragon, but it was different. Even in the shadows, she saw dark gray scales rolling along muscles, reflecting the teal in their individual pieces like waves on a grass sea. Even as he simply breathed in, his skin shone. Perhaps, much less than the literally shining neck. As he moved out, she thought it was part of his skin, but now Rose saw hair, gently settling as he stood still in the open for her. Blue fluffs of glowing soft hair illuminated extremely large and focused ears, larger than its head, pointed wearily at her. His chest was broad and muscled, almost in the same shape of a mans, but not close. Masculine, yes. Despite the softness of the creature, there was still danger. None of that made her think dragon except the wings. Large wings revealed as he stepped forward, lazily or cautiously folded. Why doesn't it just fly here? You're not safe. Her thoughts screamed at her but only her eyebrows furrowed in wonder. Now, able to see it fully, she pushed her finger into her lip again, and whistled the same tune at it, hoping to see it this time. It felt like only them in the world.
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Again, Orval could see the woman seemingly speak... but this time, instead, no sound came. Odd. But nonetheless, as Rose could see more of him, he could make out a little more of her and, for as good as his eyesight was under the night sky all the same, it was a bit harder to make out details through the small branches and leaves of the bush. She wore much like what the others he'd seen had wore, he noted, along with the same time of bow, that thing that he was most cautious of all of. And she wasn't moving not to approach, nor to raise that bow or flee. That, then, it seemed was his job, of sorts, as the one actively hiding. But when Rose did move a little, there, again, was that same whistling, and again, his ears perking and head slightly tilting, almost like an animal's, in interest. Just as well, once again, his eyes flicked once from side to side, cautiously checking if there were any others here, if he'd overlooked something, before they locked, as like before, on the woman herself. And again, he cautiously crawled a bit further forward, his wings coming out entirely from within the bush that had been his hiding place, along with the rest of his torso, only for his waist and legs to start to show... and, around there, a covering of loose leather in the form of makeshift shorts. If nothing else, it appeared, his kin did not go completely without clothing. Most prominently on that half, though, was the long tail, longer than his legs, and ending in something akin to a widely-finned tip. Still, he kept his distance, only barely coming out of the bush... but now, under the moonlight that shone nicely upon his scales, it would be easy enough to make out the dragon in his entirety. Lithe, but with a definite strength behind him... and, soon enough, whistling out something of a similar tone to what had ultimately drawn him out, his body only slightly tense ready to move should she point an arrow at him, but nothing more.
Thread: Dragon In The Dark (SevenRose & Ren Olvry)

The dragon stepped out, and Rose stepped back. He was bigger than expected, if nothing else, his torso and main body was taller than she was. His wings seemed each the same size folded up, and his tail was massive. Rose's eyes widened as she saw the talons and muscles move towards her, ever so slowly but boldly. However, her surprise at his predator like body did not begin to express the surprise at... shorts? The creature was wearing some sort of clothing around its waist, as if to cover up. It made no sense. Was it covering sexual places, like a human? Then, it had to be intelligent and, there had to be more of them so that it would want to cover up. It had to make the clothing. The realizations hit Rose like a brick. The information she was gathering right now was invaluable to the watch, despite how unlikely it would be that they would believe her. She needed more information. The dragon sung back to her, teal eyes still staring. There was a lower entry to the wall, where she could go to ground level and see him better. But she did not have any desire to move quickly, to cause it to fight. It felt silly, whistling with a dragon from behind the wall, but it was not different from talking to her dog, right? But, it didn't seem right to let a dragon sit this close to the wall. Just as she needed to gather info, so could it. Hey! She yelled, raising her bow in a sudden motion towards it, blue eyes scared and curious, freckled face tinted red from the cold. Her voice, feminine and strong at once, was loud in the sudden yell.
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Like that, it seemed, the 'spell', of a sort, was broken. Hearing her shout out so suddenly and loudly, the dragon himself seemed to perk in surprise ears snapping up, wings snapping slightly further open in surprise. And, seeing that bow raising toward him all the more so, he jolted back before quickly turning to disappear into the night for a second time. It wasn't safe there, clearly not when she was loud enough to possibly attract the attention of others, as far as he could know, nor when she could potentially loose an arrow at him that he'd have to avoid. Yet for all his motions before on all fours, as he scrambled off, it would be clear enough from his body's shape that he was primarily bipedal, much like her caution, and the smaller size of the bush, had simply dictated that he stay low to the ground, but his legs were the prime things moving him away this time. So, just like that, the blue glow disappeared into the bush, then away somewhere beyond it, not apparently to be seen again that night. But the next night? The next night, he showed more of the same caution he'd had on the first, thanks likely to the shouting, and turning the bow on him. He was not coming out -- at least, not yet -- but he was there again, in the very same spot as the previous two nights. Once again, with his eyes fixed on Rose -- and this time, whistling a tune much like the one that had drawn him out of hiding before. Whatever it was about this whole encounter, even with being scared off twice, he was not, it seemed, to be gotten rid of entirely... not that easily. Nor, indeed, did he appear to stop wanting to at least try to communicate, even in some loose way.
Thread: Dragon In The Dark (SevenRose & Ren Olvry)

Rose held the bow high in the air still, feeling perhaps slightly mighty as the beast turned tail and ran. It ran with long back legs, its front legs arms, she wondered? only seeming to offer balance and speed. Even in his mighty motion, the dragon was silent. His tail swung behind him as he ducked and fled, and then, just as the night before, the light was gone. She stood still looking for more, before lowering her bow. Still sitting on the wall this time, she pulled out a sheet of paper and pencil and began to sketch him. She drew gentle lines of his tail, to the odd leather on his waist. His chest was accented in lines of abs underneath the scales, and she tucked in his wings, as she had seen him first. The pencil captured the large curious ears, then last, his eyes. So bright, and always, always fixed on her. It was like he was seeing everything.... when it was done, as the sun was rising to end her shift, she had completed her sketch, shading in his gray scales and the way the light reflected. She looked over as the sun hit the bushes where he hid and pictured the light, but it seemed unreal once again. Tonight, she would have some advantage. When the 3rd night came, Rose was not on top of the wall. Instead, she was on the bottom of the wall, near the gated door, made of cross steel beams, directly in front of where the dragon hid. She was leaning against the back wall, hidden in the shadows with her hood up, sword against her hip this night, and staring out the gate. She watched as, right on time, blue eyes appeared, looking up for her on the wall. It didn't take but a moment for the teal eyes to shift to her shadow figure behind the gate at his level this time, maybe twenty feet away, as if he knew she was there. His shadowed figure, more hidden tonight, seemed just as large if not larger today, on his level. The dragon whistled out to her, softly. It was a familiar tone. Having lost what she hoped would be her own hiding spot, Rose's plan changed. She stepped closer to the gate, very much still closed, and whistled back, only one long tone. There was no bow on her person tonight.
Thread: Dragon In The Dark (SevenRose & Ren Olvry)

For as little as the darkness was a stranger to him, it had taken Orval but a moment to identify, at least, the human's distinctive outline down by the wall. Strange... but not enough so that he should act on it. There was still the same, unmoving caution as he sighted her, 'called' out to her. There was still the same way his ears perked in interest as she 'called' back, and just as well, the same way his eyes flicked once to either side, making ever certain that he had nobody else to worry about. So far as he could tell, there were still none... and, in fact, no bow gripped in her hand this time. Even more curious... So, eager as he was to find out what all this was about -- both the woman being down here, and without her bow -- but still exercising due caution, he followed with a little two-tone whistle, much like she'd done the previous night... only to, once again, slowly crawl out from the bush. Not as far this time, however only far enough that he could kneel up, his wings still brushing against the branches of the foliage still kept just behind him. Further upright and knelt on two legs like that, though, it would appear even more clear that he was bipedal, much like her. Briefly, though, his eyes caught sight of the sword sheathed at her hip now that he had a better view of everything in the open, and the dragon quickly flinched back slightly... but he didn't move any more than that. Still kept his eyes fixed on her, even if they wandered a little, taking in what they could identify of her form now that he was seeing her from closer. And his tail, meanwhile, seemed to form something of a circle around him -- defensive, perhaps? -- that seemed to mean he wasn't moving anywhere further, not just yet. With that, now that he was out in the open, he once again whistled out to her, in the same style that had drawn him out previously. And again, it followed with that curious sound that was almost like a purr, his head only tilting in curiosity after. His posture, as well, was quite relaxed, more so than before, with one hand resting on a knee and the other hovering near the other one... and perfectly still, showing by the light of the moonlight rather than any actual motions.
Thread: Dragon In The Dark (SevenRose & Ren Olvry)

The pose the dragon took was odd. One would expect still that a dragon would rest on all fours, but this one didnt. Nor, she thought, did he possess a face that screamed danger. Alright, she whispered. They couldnt whistle forever. What are you? She asked, voice stern and cautious, her right hand resting on her sword hilt as she stood inches from the gate door. The night air danced around them, tree branches rustling as if interested in what would be next too.
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Ah... she spoke? And this time, for certain... not the hushed muttering Orval was certain he'd heard before, nor the loud yell that had ended their little encounter, of a sort, the previous night. To that, those large ears of his flicked up curiously... more so as Rose asked him what he was . Well that, he supposed, was a simple enough question... and all the more fortunate that they appeared to share a language. The whistling then, perhaps, wasn't needed so much any more. Mm? I'm... I guess you could say a dragon? he mused, tilting his head slightly in thought as though he wasn't entirely certain himself... though it didn't appear to matter much to him, especially as he cautiously edged a little closer. If she was willing to speak, then perhaps... she'd be willing to not attack him, or act aggressive? Well, he could hope, at least. I'm Orval. Er... my name, that is. And... m-may I get... the beauty's name...? he nervously asked, this time edging back slightly, unsure if what he'd said... would be taken well. But he couldn't deny that she'd drawn some sort of interest from him... and that was how his family had always told him to refer to such women, even if it felt rather awkward to actually say it.
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Her eyes narrowed and widened in great speed, her jaw almost dropping. You talk? Speak? Rose gasped, shocked. Was it magic? His species? Could there be some relation between humans and what was beyond the wall? I... she paused, staring at the massive teal eyed winged human-dragon. Her voice found itself some courage. Im a warrior of the wall, a watchman. What purpose do you have in approaching?
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Certainly, he did... though it appeared to be a fair bit of a surprise to Orval himself as well. That they could both speak together, after the previous two nights... now he wished he'd tried before, but it was a bit late to be worrying about that now. Now, he felt, he couldn't allow himself to be spooked away quite as easily... now that she was speaking with him. Though, it appeared, he wasn't going to get a name, at least yet. Purpose? I guess I'm just... curious, he mused. They always told me to stay away from here, that you were all dangerous. W-well, a few of you have fired arrows at me, but erm... why haven't you? he asked, his head once again tilting a little to the side in curiosity. And, as he was becoming a bit more comfortable, the dragon himself was, if still cautiously, edging slightly closer, his eyes occasionally flicking warily down to that sword her hand still rested upon. N-not that... I blame anyone, considering how I must look to you... but... I-I'm really quite harmless... a-and erm... he trailed off... or, more accurately, was cut off by a rather vocal rumbling of his stomach. On such a note, the dragon quickly edged back a little, both in caution and very clearly displayed embarrassment on his face. He couldn't admit to not eating much outside berries for the past several days he'd been around, surely...
Thread: Dragon In The Dark (SevenRose & Ren Olvry)

Who is they? That was the first question that came out of her mouth. Despite a warrior nature, she was curious. The rumble of hunger that was obvious on his face was apparent to her and just as human as it would be as if she were hungry. She took her hand off the sword in an attempt to show some sign of peace when she noticed his eyes were looking down at it. Rose looked over the figure again. He seemed young, and did not have an ounce of bad temper about him. Your kind kill my people, and wage war, she answered. But that didnt quite answer why she didnt fire upon him. But... it doesnt mean I couldnt try something new. You ... didnt look aggressive.