The dragon let go of the orc and she watched as the vile thing fled then she looked down at the other, who by now had burnt to death. He looked like a blackened husk. A grin and chuckle found the things lips before she turned to watch the Halfling flee…<i>Why is she fleeing</i>she asked herself. The dragon hovered in place for a few moments to make certain no other orc was in the area. He knew they would be back, eventually, and in greater numbers. It was the way with these Western Orcs. Unlike the Orcs of the Eastern mountains, who were much larger and braver than these curs…<br/><br/>Finally the dragon took flight, pursuing the young and pretty Halfling. She was gifted with impressive speed though she tired quickly. Luckily it only took a minute to catch up with the girl. He flew a couple circles around her before she landed in front of her on the path. She tilted her head this way and that as she studied the little being. She was pretty, but she was scared.<br/><br/>The dragon opened her mouth as if to speak but only a few squeals came out, though they seemed to hold no threat…