A Lady, A Knight, and His Dragon (Wolventears, Summoner2183, & Shadow879)
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				Title: <strong>A Lady, A Knight, and His Dragon (Wolventears, Summoner2183, &amp; Shadow879)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 02:07:33</strong>
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				The doe's head was down, it's big brown eyes closed as it pulled at the grass just beside it's feet. Rowen (http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s91/hislipsonmine/archer.jpg) notched her arrow, her arm steady as she pulled back. Breathing slowly, she let go, the arrow flying through the air with grace. It barely made a sound as it whirred through the air, the slight noise hitting the doe's ears a second too late. It's head shot up, it's brown eyes wide, only to have the the sharp head dig deep in it's neck. A pained cry left the animal as it staggered before falling to it's knees, labored breathes racking through it's body.<br><br>Rowen's red lips curled up in a grin as she made her way through the thick foliage. The tree were more thinned out in this part of the forest, the sky easily seen through them. Usually the deer kept to the more crowded areas, the grass thicker and greener there, but this doe had ventured far from the herd. <br><br>Rowen pulled her knife, the sharp eight inch blade at the ready to put the poor thing out of it's misery when she reached it, but a hard gust of wind nearly put her on her bottom. She was caught off guard, the sound of flapping hitting her ears as she hunkered low. In disbelief, she watched as a giant black dragon dove low, a large clawed foot grabbing her kill. The flap back into motion was what had nearly toppled her as it kicked off the ground with it's free foot. Dragons weren't uncommon in the country but they were uncommon in this area. Especially in her woods. <br><br>Rowen took off at a run, her boots clipping and digging deep into the ground as she jumped and dipped around plant life and fallen vegetation. The canopy was still thin enough to see the black beast flying high above her. She knew it would do very little, but she had an arrow at the ready. She was a good shot, and knew to aim for the soft spot between the arm and breast, where the armored scales didn't quite meet. It wouldn't kill the animal, but it would hurt it nicely. <br><br>Some would say she was crazy for chasing down such a creature, but this year, she had caught a very large dry spell. The deer had migrated out of her forest, and through the mountains. She couldn't leave to follow them, so even though what she had shot was a small doe, it would feed her and her mother for some time. At the moment, common sense was nowhere to be found as pride had came to the forefront, unable to let her be beaten by anyone, much less a dragon. Even if it were a wicked looking black dragon.<br><br>After hopping over a fallen log, she glanced up in time to see the dragon dive through the trees. She heard the impact of it's large scaled body landing and the sound of running water met her ears. She slowed, her blonde hair somewhat floating around her as a breeze swept through the trees, bringing the smell of running water to her nose. She was happy that she was down wind, so that the dragon wouldn't scent her should the doe not keep it too preoccupied. As she neared the edge of the treeline, she could see the great beast laying on the river's bank, her doe hanging half out of it's mouth as it chewed. Her eyes narrowed until the sound of splashing caught her attention. She glanced towards the river to see a man submerged in the water. Her eyes widened as she looked back in the direction of the dragon, where she noticed the neat pile of clothing and the glint of a seal. <br><br>Right here, in her own forest was a legendary dragon rider and his ferocious black dragon. The heat of anger flooded her again when she realized she could turn it towards the knight who apparently let his dragon run rampant. <br><br>"Hey, you there!" she hollered as she stalked out towards the water. "Your dragon stole my kill!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Lady, A Knight, and His Dragon (Wolventears, Summoner2183, &amp; Shadow879)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>summoner2183</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 00:47:16</strong>
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				Roland had been bathing in the stream after a long flight with his dragon after yet another mission assigned to him by the Order of Dragon Knights. While he and his brethren are considered as legendary in the word, the fact there are so very few of them around these days, he and his companions do not feel the arrogance that normally goes with the title of 'legendary'... oh no, that would be reserved to the dragon mounts that the riders partnered with.<br><br>His was a black dragon, and while he was even tempered and all around charming and polite, his dragon was to say it mildly, a little sarcastic and arrogant, with a bit of a snobbish attitude thrown into the mix. They always had mildly heated conversations with each other, sometimes taking friendly verbal jabs at each other which usually ended up in yet another steamy bonding session with each other.<br><br>He was just exiting the water after his bath when a female hunter, blonde and quite curvy stalked closer to the river shouting at him angrily and shouting at him about his dragon stealing her kill. He raised an eyebrow at that outburst and looked at his dragon who was chomping at a deer carcass, and he could feel it shooting him an amused look which he returned with a mild disapproving look on his face.<br><br>He was pretty muscular and lean due to his training as a dragon rider, and his four inch cock which was still flaccid hung limply between his legs. He then ignored the female archer and walked towards his dragon and sent a mental message to it. <em>How many times do I tell you not to do that? I know you are hungry and all that, but can't you go with something easier like a cow or something? There should be ample farmland around here... and that deer is only just a snack for you I bet. I thought you prefer munching cows since they are fatter and has more meat than this deer? And may I remind you that stealing is a bad idea?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Lady, A Knight, and His Dragon (Wolventears, Summoner2183, &amp; Shadow879)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadow879</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 06:50:38</strong>
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				I flew gracefully overhead, watching the hunter down below. I had locked onto the deer almost 2 minutes ago, but I was waiting for it to get into a clearing so I would have an easier time of getting it. This hunter came between me and my snack... <br><br>"That's alright," I thought, "I'll just let her do the work."<br><br>I waited and watched the arrow smack the doe in the neck, incapacitating it by clipping its spine. "A good shot," I mused, "Too bad it'll be wasted."<br><br>I swooped down as soon I saw the doe hit the ground and in one motion, grabbed it with my foot and took off with a hard flap. A tasty snack it would be...<br><br>I looked back and saw her with her bow and arrow at the ready...&nbsp; as if it would do anything to me but bounce off. I took a left turn and dove to the ground, about to rip apart my stolen prize. Food is always sweeter when someone else does the work...<br><br>I set down on the lush, green turf and immediately dug into the doe... I was hungry... we hadn't eaten in a couple of days, so I took anything I could find at the moment. <br><br>I looked up and saw Roland emerge from the river, the beautiful sight he was... chiseled muscle stacked on top of a 6 foot frame, a little shorter than I at 6 foot 6. Not a drop of fat on him... and 4 inches when he was soft... <br><br>I shot him a playful amused look, knowing he'd disapprove. On his other side I noticed the hunter coming up to greet us, and possibly try to win her kill back, the futility obvious... She wasn't at all bad looking herself and I wondered whether I should show her my human form...<br><br>Hearing Roland's message, I growled playfully and replied, "<em>We haven't eaten in 2 days... it was there... Cows are no fun... besides, she's here with us isn't she? And deer taste better, they have more flavor... Stealing is only a bad idea for those who can get caught. If it distresses you so much I'll stop... as a matter of fact... </em>"<br><br>I picked up the deer... well, what was left of it... and set it down in the direction of the hunter, then backed up toward Roland. There was at least 3/4's of the kill left, I only took one good chomp.<br><br>"<em>There, happy now? I gave the lady back her kill, you goody-two-shoes. </em>"<br><br>I grinned at him, then at her. Hopefully she recognized the grin as a grin and not as baring teeth, I didn't exactly want to scare her off... I wasn't THAT mean.<br><br>I had to admit I did admire her for her hunting expertise. It's not many a woman who can track, stalk, and kill a deer. <br><br>// I had a bottle of guinness, sam adams, and 3/4's of a bottle of red wine flowing through me during this post, so it wasn't the best post, and for that I apologize. I haven't roleplayed in a while, I'll get better."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Lady, A Knight, and His Dragon (Wolventears, Summoner2183, &amp; Shadow879)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 02:59:49</strong>
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				The angry heat that filled her quickly turned into something else as she watched the knight's body be revealed as he walked up the lake's bank. All very well muscled six feet of it. Her cheeks reddened as she averted her gaze. For a second she met the dragon's dark eyes, sure she saw amusement in their depths but that couldn't be. She had heard of there intelligence but they were still just scaled animals after all, right? <br><br>She jumped as the dragon rose and stepped towards her, dropping the partially eaten doe in front of her. Her eyes widened when it flashed very large and very sharp looking teeth but if she weren't mistaken, it was as if it were smiling at her. <br><br>She knew from stories her mother had told her that dragons were big on respect and if she were to act, to put it lightly, like a girl, and panic, that respect would go out the window. So, instead, she bowed her head in acknowledgement. "Thank you," she said with a small smile. She looked at the doe, most of it still remained intact. Good meat could still be salvaged. <br><br>She looked back to the knight, instantly regretting it as her eyes caught sight of every toned inch of him and especially the meat that hung between his legs. She cleared her throat, forcing herself to raise her eyes to his face. And unfortunately, it was a very handsome face. <br><br>"May I ask, knight, why you are in my forest with your dragon? This seems a bit of a ways away from where the legendary Dragon Knights are supposed to reign."<br><br><br>((OOC: No worries Shadow. I liked it. The first person writing makes good for showing how self centered our dragon can be. ;D))
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Lady, A Knight, and His Dragon (Wolventears, Summoner2183, &amp; Shadow879)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>summoner2183</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 07:12:13</strong>
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				Roland sighed as his dragon conveyed his amusement at what he was receiving from his dragon. <em>You just won't admit that you are having fun and trying to stealing another person's kill is a strange idea of having fun, I suppose.</em> He then looked at the woman and mentally noted that was he was sensing from his companion was right. She was indeed pretty... and he was impressed as well. This was a woman who could hold her own, and the fact that she skilfully brought down a deer after stalking after it was impressive.<br><br>He then smiled as he caught her looking, and noted that she blushed after seeing his body and trying to hold her composure. She definitely interested him and he said mentally to his companion. <em>You are right... she is indeed pretty, and we haven't had a woman for a while... not after our departure from our lands after that last tyrst with Sonia and Whitstorm... I still can't believe that you, a black managed to charm a silver to be your lover... I thought blacks and silvers don't really get along due to your ideologies or something?</em><br><br>He then raised an eyebrow at her words and said. "Your forest? Last I heard this forest belongs to no one? How did you come by that conclusion by the way? And if you must know, I and my companion are on a mission to try and find if there are any dragons left out there. If there are, I am to persuade them to migrate to our lands where it is safe and they are revered... not hunted down and reviled like most narrow minded people in the world do."<br><br>He then grinned at her, and said. "But enough of me... what brings you out in these woods, huntress? What's your story?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Lady, A Knight, and His Dragon (Wolventears, Summoner2183, &amp; Shadow879)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 00:23:43</strong>
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				Rowen's brow creased slightly as she noticed the looks the dragon and knight exchanged with each other. Like they were talking. She kicked the notion to the side. That just wasn't possible. She turned her attention back to the knight as he told her the forest was not her property. <br><br>"Well, I do suppose you are right, but as I am the only human being living in these woods for miles, I came to see them as mine. Now as for my story, that just isn't any of your business. Now, if you don't mind, I will be taking my deer, or, well what's left of it," she said shooting the dragon a nasty look, "and be on my way." She began to look around and cursed, realizing that she had left the small sled that she used to carry deer and any other wild life she killed back home. Looking back at the deer, there was just no way she could carry it, the guts practically hanging out from where the damned dragon had taken a chomp out of it. <br><br>"I will be back," she said simply enough as she turned, sprinting ack into the forest towards her sled. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Lady, A Knight, and His Dragon (Wolventears, Summoner2183, &amp; Shadow879)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadow879</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 20:38:07</strong>
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				<em>"I am not having fun, I'm hungry dammit. Well, maybe just a little fun..."</em> I flicked my split, snake-like tongue out in his direction in a very human gesture coming from a rather large, several thousand pound reptile.<br><br><em>"She is... I wonder if she'd like my human form? The horns and ears usually irk those of lesser intelligence"</em> I snorted at the mention of Sonia and Whitstorm... I missed those two, they were very much fun.<br><br><em>"We don't... I'm good at what I do."</em> I grinned again and hit the ground with a thud as I laid down. <br><br>I laughed internally at her talking about "her" forest... <em>No one owns a forest. You might live there, but it certainly isn't yours. The forest owns the forest. Those who don't respect that, die.</em><br><br><em>Hate to see you go, but LOVE to watch you leave,</em> I commented as I watched her run skillfully through a forest she seemed to know every inch of.<br><br><em>Should I shift in front of her or beforehand? It's always fun to watch the reactions as I become my human self. </em><br><br>I opened myself up and presented a spot for Roland to sit leaning against me should he so desire, and indeed I welcomed the thought as we waited for the woman to return.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Lady, A Knight, and His Dragon (Wolventears, Summoner2183, &amp; Shadow879)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>summoner2183</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 01:13:30</strong>
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				Roland raised an eyebrow at that rather childish gesture and sighed. <em>And you say you are older than me... I'd say I'm being the mature one here, thank you very much</em>. The thought was mixed with some amusement and he grinned. <em>Lesser intelligence? Hardly... she is pretty smart I think... and I think the horns and ears would just turn her on...</em><br><br>He just chuckled and said. <em>Yeah I know... I know that rather well... though you have to admit... Whitstorm is a very good bedmate... though she did grouse to me a bit about you being a smartass you know. I don't suppose Sonia said anything bad about me when you were bedding her now... did she?</em><br><br>He then sat against his mount's flank after he laid down and thought about it for a moment before saying. <em>I'd say do it in front of her... you are right... its quite amusing to see the reactions.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Lady, A Knight, and His Dragon (Wolventears, Summoner2183, &amp; Shadow879)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 05:33:41</strong>
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				Rowen was unsure of what to think or what to feel for that matter. She was sure she still should have been angry, but the knight... He had her somewhat speechless. Still, thankfully, she had been quick on her toes, even if what she had said had been rather unladylike. She wasn't sure she quite liked&nbsp; how either of them had looked at her. Especially the dragon. There had been something more in those dark eyes that she was sure she should never have seen in an animal's eyes. He was intelligent, that was for sure, but what exactly was going on inside that beast's head?<br><br>Quickly grabbing her sled, she slid her bow over her shoulder and pulled on the rope. The sled was made simply of six wooden slats lined up and secured to some nicely sanded curved wooden legs. She was proud of her sled, having made it herself. <br><br>It only took her a few minutes to get back to the clearing and the scene there stopped her short again. The dragon was laying on the ground and the still very naked knight was leaning against him very comfortably. Her head tilted. It was still something she doubted she would get used to seeing but she shrugged it off. Once she got her deer, she would&nbsp; be on her way and she would never see either of them again. <br><br>She dragged the sled forward, and stopped it before the carcass. Grabbing what she could, she threw it, rather haphazardly onto it before tying it down with leather straps. She stood and wiped the sweat from her brow before turning her attention back to the knight and his dragon. <br><br>"Well, I suppose I should say it was nice to come into your acquaintance. So, nice to meet you and happy flying." She waved with a fake smile and once again grabbed the sled's rope and began pulling her way back into the forest. 
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