[ Post a Response | Wind Gale Pack ]
Posted by LZ on February 24, 2007, 11:28 pm, in reply to "AmethystEyez ignored her son's protest." The dragon then acknowledged his threat with a threat of her own. He showed no fear to the dragon, only a smirk. He was rarely alone alone these days. He often hung around with his dragon friends and his great great grandchildren, and now that Ammie was back they would probably spend quite a bit of time together. Yet there were times he was alone, and maybe those times should be avoided. He was glad the threat seemed to only be directed at him, and not that of Ammie. He could handle the dragon, well...he hoped. Death would not be a problem, he had a few tricks to reverse those effects. No, it wasn't pleasant to die. But at least he hoped to do some damage to the dragon before hand. His only fear was the dragon would decide to target anyone else besides him...which was probable if she did happen to kill him and he came back to life. His black lips still smirked against his cream colored muzzle as the dragon absorbed the way Lz looked. His eyes stared deep into the eyes of the dragon, almost daring her to try it. Strange how a single death threat does not bother LZ, but the thought of a war brings a shiver to his spine. "I look forward to it..." He mumbled just out of earshot. It was then Ammie's growl hit his ears, and then her voice. A small smile somehow edged onto his face. He was glad that she stood up for him, but as soon as the smile came it faded. He hoped she would not become a target for the dragon. Bold statements seemed to put a target on the forehead. He would have to stay around just to make sure...or maybe that is just another excuse to be with her. He watched as the dragon walked away. He kept an eye on her, to make sure she didn't make any sudden movements. He wasn't going to leave just yet. If WindRacer allowed him to, he would use heal on him to help his wounds heal. But he knew WindRacer's pride was hit with a major blow. He would not allow Ammie to use any more blessings, she was tired enough and would surely edge close to fainting.
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His golden-orange eyes stared at the dragon, narrowed and cold. The dragon insulted WindRacer, and he was obviously not pleased with it. No, he had no called them over. It would be the dragon herself that caused them to come. She failed to gobble WindRacer in one bite, with no blood. Otherwise, any blood spill would instantly catch their attention since they were rather close. LZ was glad that wolves had a great sense of smell...otherwise, who knows what would have happened to WindRacer.
