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TrippingTirger · #2 (**permalink**) 07-04-2009

((Love the title!<3))

"Are you sure? They sound like they'd be no use at all!" A female's voice asked, sounding hesitant and suspicious. "It doesn't seem right. Why would I want someone pampered who hasn't worked a day in their lives to help me out? It just seems....stupid."
"Yes, I'm positive. It's tradition, my dear. Now go, I want to count my skulls again." Answered a deep, gravely voice. A bolder shifted in the side of a mountain and from it walked a young lady, looking rather down and unsure of this. Her eyes, a deep, forest green, held the look of one who had been around for many years. With a sigh she flipped flame red hair over her shoulder, then lit up in flames. For a few seconds her body was submersed in fire, glowing blue and white with heat, but then in her place was a fierce creature.

Scales the color of rubies flashed in the sunlight. The beast's shoulder was well over a man's head, and a long, graceful neck supported her head, twin horns sprouting from just over her catlike eyes. Bunching her muscles, she leaped into the air, bat like wings opening to catch the wind. Pumping hard, she lifted up, then soared through the air, her destination the land that lay just past the woods from her home in the mountains.

After a trip that would have taken a human hours on foot, or even horse back, was a matter of minuets for her. Alighting on the ground, she folded her wings to her, once more becoming a human. Clad in the garb of a commoner, although in male's clothes, not female's, she tied her curly hair back, then started making tracks for the castle.

"Go find a princess and have her be your maid. Great! Just what I wanted, some wining, sniveling, little...human groveling at my feet and screaming whenever I light a flame." She muttered to herself as she trudged towards town. "Hope this kingdom has a prince I could take instead. Can't stand the idea of a princess. At least a prince is suppose to be strong and brave. And they don't scream." She said with a shutter.

As she walked and grumbled to herself, the dragon girl got many odd looks from townsfolk. But at least they weren't screaming and running in terror. That part came after she got to the castle. It wouldn't be hard, she'd just get close, turn into the dragon she was, punch in a window, and make off with a prince if she could. If not, well....she was afraid she'd have to hurt a few people and cause a bit of destruction to get what she wanted. Oh well. She was nearing the castle now, all she needed to do was get past the guards. A good sob story or something should get her into the courtyard. Once there it would be so easy to not go to the king and instead get away with her prize. But first, time for some acting.