Sya smiled his bonding time was his favorite time of the dasy or night. His son kicked lightly as he spoke of Miswood teaching the stories of his people and the forest they protect. The moonless night was calm and peaceful...untill he caught the scent... the scent of a dragon heading quickly towards he home...A loud snarl slid over his lips as he sat up the joy and kindness in his eyes lost as they became ablaze with anger. He didnt even speak as he got up his movements quick and almost slithery like a snake, his knuckles popping and his bare shoulders shifting as he walked out onto the balcony growling fierce protection glowing in his golden eyes.<br/><br/>He spots the intruder... The king was replaced with a territorial beast.<br/><br/>Before anyone had time his hand reached up gripping the tiles on the roof as he jumped out the window just before smashing into the ground he transformed into the beauty they knew was his true form, however in his eyes thier was no Sya, they was one goal and one goal only, to protect his home. His might wings pump with great force as they charged him forward into the battle not stopping to speak with the intruder before his talons were draghing his captive away from the castle and his mate and child... He pulls the newcomer to a place high above the mountian where if needed violence could happen and his home would be safe...<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">What are you doing here! this land is marked and owned! |Leave now"</span>he snarls at the opponent oposit of him, to all others they sounded simply to be growkling and snarling in very loud angry tones at one another. A reply displeasingly was made and Sya charged. They soared with blurred speed towards one another talons linking them into an unbreakable hold as they both plumit in a spinning vortex of firey descent. Somehow Sya ends up flipped as his form is pumbled deep into the core of the Earth, a loud roar of pain rings through the lands as he retaliates back a slashing strike to his counter towards th heart of the monster atop him. Fangs sinking deep into sya's powerful neck as a river of golden red blood washes down his scales. Using the chance he forces his rival up and off him steadily backing him up, managing to get his own fangs deep into the hide of the black knights armor settled at his hide, Sya's head a swirl of twisting motion as his razor like teeth shred through the muscles of his counter's leg like butter, with each jerk of the head a sound of sheer agony echoes in the forest as the opponents leg was left usless behind him. Only after the king was forced to let go as the back foot attactched to the leg gave one last defeansive attack carving a deep gash through th eLords golden eyes forcing him back like a lion taimer with a whip and chair, the king seemed helpless as he stumbled back before the revengeful eyes of his hunter.<br/><br/>Slinging his head left to right and right to left showering his forest in think red blood his world black and gone in a matter of moments. The cliff behind him unseen of felt as a leg stepped off and all watching the horrifying batterle watched in horror as thier king followed by his sure to be murderer fell beyound site into a deep pit of darkness all the forest could tell or do was watch and listen as the batle continued unseen in agony beyound the edge of thier moutnians sight.