<strong>Name: </strong>Dakeyras 'Dak'<div class="floatleft">(http://i1352.photobucket.com/albums/q642/JDBane/Untitled0_zps42f480d5.png)</div><br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Dragon<br/><strong>Players Nearby: </strong>Kyriannan 'Ky', Vael<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Lake<br/><hr/>Dak wasn't one to give an easy time, with anything, when he was paired up against someone. No matter how playful this moment was, the two friends from the same nest and clutch swimming and laughing in the water, the cool liquid cooling and almost steaming around their comparatively feverish bodies. Dak was a great swimmer, in both forms, having learned how to use his wings to help propel him through the water is if in the air. He wasn't nearly as fast in the water, however, even if he was speedier than most fishes, and it served as something of a muscle builder, and he loved the feeling of lightness of movement when he moved back to fly through the air. In his human form he easily knifed through the water, cutting his way ever closer to Ky, laughing whenever the consequence of getting a throat full of water was not terribly imminent.<br/><br/>That was when it started. He knew, from each of his changes, that he had been cursed to be more sensitive to the painful side of being a dragon. He didn't know if it was a mental state, something that came with having to be the best at everything. Or maybe it was an over sensitivity to the state of being a dragon, and thus making living and changing a daily torture for the gold. And thus, when he felt something tingling in his extremities, he knew that whatever was coming was not good. Bile built up in his throat as the tingling, not wholly unpleasant at first, began to feel like hot fire, or acid perhaps. It reminded him of that one time that Acidity had accidentally coated Dak in the acid that he spewed. But this was much, much worse.<br/><br/>But that was just the beginning. The burn swept over him like wildfire, even as he looked down over his body, and saw that it was not, in fact, dissolving in acid. It was still whole and covered in water, which he couldn't feel anymore. His chest and lower stomach were hit next, and it knocked the breath out of him, causing his body, which was heavier without the air inside his lungs, to sink slowly into the water. He spun and twirled, he lack of breath intensifying the pain, but he couldn't bring himself to move to push back up to the surface. What was happening? Had one of the acid-spewing dragons had another accident with one of his clutchmates? He felt a shudder rush through his body, and the pain was suddenly gone. No, it couldn't be. He couldn't feel where the pain had originated from anywhere. And that meant that the victim was now dead. But how had it happened?<br/><br/>The painful fire was quickly replaced by a fire of another kind, and Dak's eyes opened underwater, now slitted like a cat's. The pain of the change coursed through him now and, for the first time in his life, he ignored it. He was a dragon again in seconds, and with a powerful push from his legs, and a flap of his wings, he jumped out of the water like a whale, the steam from his searing body causing large bubbles of vapor to erupt from the water in his wake. Another flap of his wings, and he was airborne, heading away at a painfully dangerous rate, fueled by the uncontrollable anger that he felt flowing through his body, to where he had last felt the victim's pain.<em> Someone's gonna pay</em>, he whispered to the mind of Ky, letting his anger and pain flow over a bit to hers. Not enough to break her concentration, as she seemed to be moving in the same direction as he, but enough to let her know why his feelings in the matter were far more personal.