Nicholas glared back, head lowered and face hidden under his hood. "Go away!" He snarled. His words seemed to echo in several whispered voices which trailed off into unrecognizable babble.<br/><br/>"I'm not afraid of you!" The same preternatural voice was followed by a human femur hurled at the dragoness's snout. In a single fluid movement the Bonecarver was on the branch in front of her, swinging a staff topped by a human skull.