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Date Posted: 08/20/11 1:22am
Author: Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Bree 's message, "inside" on 08/20/11 12:53am

(He arched the scaley ridge above his eye, looking at her with a teasing glint in his ruby eyes. He adored this side of his mate, the fun and flirty dragon that he had loved long before he knew the many other facets of her. It was this side of her that he had bonded with in the woods so long ago, and yet not so very long ago it seemed. He brought one forearm up to scratch at a spot on his chest where several scales were missing, burned by his son's newly acquired talent for firebreathing.. or lack thereof. He frowned as she said he was handome.) Aye, but yer wee hellion has burned a hole in me. (He murmured, not bothering to preen at her praise of his looks - he knew he was handsome. Some things about him would never change, his arrogance being one of them. Another was the way he thought of everything she said in dragon's terms long before he thought of them in human teasing terms. He opened his mouth to mutter that he was most definitely not old, and that his own father had been much older when he had his first whelps.. but then it dawned on him that she was teasing and he blew a puff of playful blew fire at her retreating form. He used every ounce of strength in his large body to take chase, but it was futile for a male to chase a female- they were always faster and more agile. They had to be. He had to resort to catching her with his flame. The blast that he sent at her several minutes later flowed off her skin without harming her, since she was in command of his fire as his mate. It shimmered and parted in her path, bent to their combined will. He laughed as he saw it, pleased by his mate. Lazily he did a barrel roll, letting his rear claws brush the tops of the trees they soared over.) Och, it feels nice to stretch out my wings..

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inside -- Bree, 08/20/11 1:44am