[color=aba000][center][h1]-Sorcha, Radiant King of the Heavens-[/h1]
[h3]~Old battle wounds and a grudge~[/h3][/center][/color]

Bah, how annoying. Not only did she give such a disgraceful showing, she didn't even manage to get any food either. The dragon snarled as she headed towards the city. At least she'd definitely be able to find food there, barring no interruptions. As soon as she dealt with the first of her problems, she'd definitely find that time-mage and crush his infuriating existence. As soon as she got some food and dealt with the other annoyance plaguing her.

A brief memory of an old, forgotten, battlefield filled with flames and lightning came to her mind, but she quickly dismissed it. She didn't want to expend any of her energy thinking about useless things. For now, her stomach demanded food, and food she would give it. She just first needed to find a place that sold sustenance.

At least, that was her plan before a dull pain started creeping its way through her body.

[color=aba000][i]"Of all the...of course it'd act up now."[/i][/color] She frowned. Thankfully it wasn't that bad at the moment. Over the years the pain had dulled quite a bit, and it didn't come on as sudden as it did back when that accursed bird gave it to her. Still, chances were it was going to cause her too much trouble to fly. So before then, she found a secluded place, away from the prying eyes of most people and made as graceful of a landing as she could. Looks like her plans to get food were going to be put off again. Likely for the rest of the day. She did hope there were going to be places she could get something to eat in the middle of the night.

As soon as she landed, her legs failed her and the pain flared, her glaive clattering uselessly to the ground. A horrible burning sensation filled her entire body, forcing her to her knees [i]again.[/i] She fell forward, supporting herself with her arms. For some reason, it felt much, much worse then it had over the past few years or so, she was too occupied to think about why that would be, though.

The dragon grit her teeth, breathing heavily as the searing pain continued through her body. One hand clutched her chest in a feeble attempt to crush what felt like the source of the pain. Ugh, why was it acting up so badly? She didn't remember it being this bad except for a few decades after that phoenix gave it to her. She doubted it would subside soon, if that was the case. back then, the only thing that gave her any sort of comfort was simply to sleep through it, for however long it bothered her.

So she would do just that. Just a little rest wouldn't hurt, and she doubted anyone would stumble upon her. If they did, well...there was no shame in taking a little nap if one was tired. They didn't need to know of her ailment. If they tried anything funny, she'd smite them anyways.

She managed to force herself to her feet. It hurt like hell, but she was a dragon. A little non-physical pain wasn't enough to keep her from simply powering through something with stubbornness. She reached for her glaive, and dragged it over to a nearby tree with her. A small comfort but a comfort nonetheless. She sat, leaning against the tree, and was soon fast asleep.

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[center][h3][color=662d91]-Livia Fiore-[/color][/h3][/center]
[@GrafRoy Zeppeli][@Iatos][@neogreggory]

[color=662d91]"Eh, not really talent. Something anyone with half a brain could figure out with enough thought."[/color] She harrumphed, sounding just a bit annoyed. Their conversation was interrupted by a...wolf? Looked like Fenrir. He had a Fenrir familiar, then? Well, that was certainly interesting. While they did...whatever it was they were doing, she took the time to finish eating.

[color=purple]"Err, what were we talking about anyway?"[/color]

[color=662d91]"Nothing important."[/color] Livia replied, standing up done with her meal, ignoring the crying Fenrir. She was certainly cute, but she wasn't going to mess with her, since it was quite obvious in her opinion Lin and her were a thing. [color=662d91]"The dragon's already left anyways. Lunch is almost over, too. Classes are gonna start again soon so you might want to get going yourself."[/color] She stood, leaving her plate where it was on the table. Someone would come buy and get it later, so she might as well just get going.

[color=662d91]"Come on, Gall."[/color]She didn't have anything she was particularly going to be doing, aside from reading and finishing whatever work the teachers had given them this morning, but she didn't feel like sitting around talking with this guy either, and despite her not wanting to mess with the Fenrir...well, she sounded just a bit distressed from the way she was talking. As she passed, she simply gave her a brief scratch behind her ears as she did so, and left them there.