The Wild Dragons of the Bezcitný Cliffs

[Clirkus]

Vyvoleny growled and snapped warningly at Vael's tail as it passed precariously close to his face, missing intentionally. He banked sharply left, cutting out of the circular formation and flapping to gain back his lost altitude.

"Well," he said, rather irritably, "I am sure I would love to hear your story, Skylla, if only we did not have to deal with these untimely interruptions." He shot murderous glances at N'zakar and Vael, and then looked down at Ofnir's defensive posture with something like amusement. Ah, Umbraterros was there as well, though he had failed to see the well-camouflaged figure of the older dragon at first. And then Syth showed herself as well. Vyvoleny had a kind of respect for the white female's ferocity.

He turned his attention back to the blue, graceful figure of Skylla, interest piqued by what she had said. She was a fair-looking female, after all, if a bit on the small side. But one never knew what the future had in store, so though he would ensure his superiority, he would be hard-pressed to offend a young female.

[redscarlett]

Amunet stepped out of her cave, She had fought another dragon for it and won. Amunet bright red eyes always shone in the Darkness, her redish hide always shone in the light. Amunet was hungry, she leaped into the air her huge wings catching the warm afternoon breeze, Amunet flew over a territorie she knew had rich prey, She descended quickly on a mouse, and captured it like an eagal catching a mouse, she flew into the sky and let out a roar and sent fire across the grass, before she layed down in the burnt grass and turned her attention to her prey, she let smoke go from her mouth, she found early in life she liked fresh smoked food. Amunet watched the sky, she would not easily give up her food.

[Erranruin]

Skylla's tail flickered in pleasure as all eyes and ears were turned upon her. The attention of the male dragons in particular made her hum a clear note of happiness. She gave N'zakar a brief look and a smile which might have seemed apologetic... perhaps... she wasnt really trying that hard to placate him. She had nodded eagerly when Vael had come, liking the crowd she was drawing and anticipating their collected interest in what she had to say.

She rewarded Ofnir for his outrageous flirtation with a tight and excellently pulled off double flip that she managed to make seem lazy and casual before dipping her head to him. She purred as she flew and she tossed the metal tooth out of her mouth and caught it in her back foot. More and more dragons joined her audience and Vyvoleny seemed annoyed by this fact. As he flapped away and gained hieght to look down upon them all Skylla reacted to his movement and banked with him, circling higher in quick turns until she was level with him.

"Normally I would agree but this effects us all I deem, so I think all have a right to hear it."

She began a lazy, wide circle of her own a little above everyone else except Vyvoleny and she spoke as she flew. She told them a little of her location on the outskirts of the mountain range but did not delve into much description. Instead she focused on the appearance of the Two-legs.

"I could smell the excitement on them and they seemed like new fledglings themselves. They were so thin and bony looking, I wondered how they held up their own weight, let alone the weight of these metal teeth they carried."

She showed them all her trophy, the serrated blade glinting cruelly in the orange afternoon sunlight.

"But still you can see their teeth our cruel and thin enough to get under our scales. I killed all three of them easily enough, their bodies are as weak as hatchlings, yet while my back was turned one managed to gash my hindleg. I underestimated them, you can all understand why I think, but if just their foolish younglings can wander into our mountains... well..."

She allowed her voice to trail off and settled into a thoughtful glide.

[BDragon]

Ofnir met Vyvoleny's gaze steadily, and smirked at him. He didn't betray an ounce of nervousness. He had relaxed his body and was standing lightly over his catch, his tail curled up behind him, his wings held curled to his sides, yet still ready to react at a moments notice. He had an air of confident, easy power to him; ready and able should he need to be to defend himself, yet not concerned or tense.

He finally took his eyes off of the rival male when Skylla gave a little air show. She handled herself gracefully and easily in the air; he gave a small murr of approval. "Not bad, young dragoness. I'll have to show you what I can do someday." He gave her a small wink and a grin. As she revealed the metallic object from her mouth, the look on his face turned curious. "Now where did you come across a trinket like that?" He listened attentively as she spoke, his expression unreadable. They're getting bolder. Perhaps there IS some validity to Umbraterros' concern. Still, Skylla seems to have gotten away mostly unharmed. The gash on her leg is troublesome, but... nothing I'm overly concerned about.

As she finished, Ofnir spoke. "While it's true that they are getting bolder, I have seen little to suggest they're much threat to us here in our home. It would do us all well to take care and be attentive while hunting, as even the weakest of creatures can pose a threat to the unprepared, but I don't see any reason for immediate concern or action." He looked around at the other gathered Fledglings, waiting for their thoughts on the issue.

[Maria127]

I watched as Skylla circled slightly higher than the rest of us I could tell that she was enjoying all the attension from the male dragons as she praticly humed in satisfaction. I snorted and black smoke escapes my notrals. And then she began to speak and I listened intently knowing from what she had said earlyer that this concernes all of us.

Then as I listen I begin to understand why its soo important Skylla was talking about the two-legged attacked her she killed them all but they managed to inflict a wound on her. A growl escapes my lips in fustation and I fly away from the group my fustation slowly building. Syth flys back and forth so many times that its almost like paceing. Syth wanted to kill every last human on this planet. Her already foul mood turning sour her anger sky rocketed and she just wanted to sink her teeth and claws into something, She knew she was going to feel this way which is why she had moved away from the other dragons. She felt so angery because her mother was killed by a two-legged. She let out the most deafing roar that she had ever uttered and started patroling the forest. If she saw any she would rip them apart. The last thing she said to the group was "They Must Be Destroyed!"

[redscarlett]

Amunet heared roars somewhere off in the distance, She let out a loud furious roar, and let out a large burning hot stream of fire, it seemed to go forever into the atmosphere before the atmosphere seemed to catch on fire. Amunet hid her Moose in her dark cave and gracefully launched her self into the air, feeling the winds softly brush under her powerfull wings. She circled her territorie and let out another roar, daring another dragon to try to take her territorie. She blended in with the firey sky, she moved like a gacefully deer, except in the air, yet she held a great amount of power with each stroke of her wings and her heart. Amunet would fight with any dragon of any other creature that messed with her or the people she cared for.

[Clirkus]

Listening with interest, Vyvoleny considered a reply before answering. After thinking for a moment, he stated plainly, "If they are so foolish as you say, Lovely Skylla, and so week, perhaps it would be a simple matter of frightening them away from the mountains. The deeper they go the foggier the air becomes, and it would be a simple matter to hunt them down by ear and smell in that grey mess." He bared his teeth and growled in example, "After all, strange sounds in places you cannot see well must be frightening to such small creatures."

He looked around at the other fledglings, "Do you not agree, Ofnir?" He looked pointedly down at the male, still guarding his prey, "Does this not seem like a reasonable course of action? If we make the mists treacherous eventually they will stop trying, will they not?" He changed tones to address the group, pulling up sharply so that he was momentarily erect in midair, head high and chest struck out, "Does this not sound reasonable?" He repeated.

[Erranruin]

Skylla considered Vyvoleny's thoughts. Certainly they seemed reasonable and Skylla far preferred action to Ofnir's unconcerned and confident stance. If there were things to be done they might as well do it now. However she had some worries about Vyvoleny's plan.

"It sounds like a good plan Vyvoleny but..."

She edged into disagreeing carefully since she had found in the past that male dragons reacted overly aggressive when being argued with. She could definitely out fly Vyvoleny but she didnt want to get into a fight with such an admirable male.

"The two-legs had a kind of attack mentality. Similar to a bear or a mountain lion, they attack when scared. If we stir them up so and make them fear the mists then it wont just be their younglings coming through our borders. And they are more intelligent than bears or mountain lions though certainly they seem very stupid to me."

Saying such cautious and cowardly things rankled greatly to Skylla and a snarl had appeared at her lips. But she was not unwise and she could at least see the danger especially to the hatchlings and eggs. Skylla was somewhat of a maternal dragon and felt very protective to the youngest of them, seeing their potential and wanting them to grow big and strong enough to challenge her.

"If a great force of two-legs were to stumble their way through the mountains and reach us Im sure we could defeat them with the greatest of ease. However if the rumours are true they breed like ants and it is possible that while we are dessimating some five thousand of them somewhere, elsewhere they could be creeping into our nests are murdering the youngest hatchlings or breaking our eggs with their metal teeth. We have a duty to protect the younglings."

Skylla sent a serious and piercing look with her ice cold eyes at Vyvoleny, willing him to understand her and not ignore her concerns. She knew he possessed a great commanding power and could easily gather many to his side and lead them on this crusade. They needed to consider more carefully their plan.

[Ethir]

N'zakar listened intently to Skylla's two legs mishap with interest. He listened with mild interest as the other dragons proposed ways to rid their lands of the pestering beings.

"Perhaps" he muttered, " If we could track down where the ones you fought off had travelled from, we could erradicate their forces before they have a chance to send any scouts in search of the ones you killed?"

[Rook]

Vael had remained silet the entire time. Ignoring Vyvoleny's little attitude and much of the flourish the others were doing. This was a serious matter, not a time to be showing off. He agreed with Skylla, what she said only confirmed what his father had told him meaning that these Two-legs did exsist in greater numbers.

"No doubt about it." He said finally putting forth his opinion. "Something must be done about them but as Skylla said, we must be cautious and think before we act." He looked pointedly at Vyvoleny. "My father has just returned from an investigation of these small creatures and what he says is much the same as the rumors." He looked at N'zakar. "That's not a bad idea except they already know about us and apparently where to find us. They also know by now that we are not immortal and can be killed by their little, shiny teeth. But I have been thinking, no matter how intelligent these Two-legs are they can't possibly all be working together without conflict. We dragons do not even manage that and are we not more intelligent and more powerful than some puny little upright mammals?" He snorted in disgust. "They must divide themselves in some way, clans or herds or packs, something of the like. Perhaps if we could turn them against eachother we could lead them to destroy themselves. The only question is how we could do it."

He continued his lazy circling of the area, keeping an eye on Ofnir and Vyvoleny as they seemed to be the most aggressive of the bunch. It wasn't that he didn't consider Umbraterros, N'zakar, or the females potentially dangerous, they just weren't giving signs of aggression. He wasn't a peace keeper, if Ofnir and Vyvoleny decided to fight he would stay out of it. But if either of them decided to pick a bone with him he didn't want to be caught unawares.