Snippet #2260239

Kael had watched the fight with mild amusement. Humans sure were funny creatures when they fought. She sighed and turned to the Dragonkin she had seen in the tavern. Why was this woman so.......intriguing. With a shake of her head she was about to speak when she felt something familiar. It was faint...but it was moving quickly. A huff of breath and her eyes widened in shock. "Dragon..." was whispered out before she turned and ran in the direction of the aura. She knew this one, knew the feel of it. And yet why had it appeared here, so far from it's lair? Kael didn't know but she sure as hell was going to find out.

Running blindly caused her to rush through a dense forest and this annoyed her greatly. Kael had many scratches lining her unprotected arms, as her white cloak had been caught at the edge of the trees and she hadn't bothered to stop to get it. Cloaks were replaceable. What she could not lose was this soul she felt. Coming to a large clearing she stopped and looked to the sky. Any moment now the soul would come to veiw...there. The sky was dark but she could see the shadow coming closer to the area above the clearing. Without thinking she cast a spell from memory, "Fxen" was breathed out and just how it was pictured in her mind, a small ball of fire appeared from her palm and floated to the middle of the clearing. This provided enough light to see the whole area.

Kael put her hand on her dagger and took a defensive stance as the beast dropped heavily to the ground, letting loose a great sigh and scrambling to at least stand right. It appeared as if it was injured and Kael looked it over. Big, bigger than most Dragons she had yet to see in her short life. And black, with red liquid running freely from a wound in its side. The beast looked at her wide extremely bright green eyes. Dragons eyes grew brighter the closer they were to death, and this one would die soon. She knew this Dragon, he had been the one to give her the tip about the village, saying that there was gold to be had and a way to travel farther north, in the direction of the Dragons. Her Dragon tongue was not great, but she could speak basic sentances, enough so to ask about his injury and why he was here.

"wux... wux re ezoukea..." She was not a foolish young child who thought he could be healed. She knew he would die, and soon. "kii re wux tenpiswo?" 'why are you here?' Somehow through her shock she managed to raise her voice enough to speak loud enough for him to hear.

The rumble was heard, one that could be only taken as laughter, and the beast spoke, his voice broadcasting for she assued was miles away. With his voice came a near searing pain her head, he was too close to death to control his voice but she didn't mind. She cringed to listen to his broken speech.

"Moxt ir... si tepoha vi regipre..." She frowned as he called her 'little one and listened when he said he had a gift. "Nou'ara.... hefoc wux.... " he called her a half-breed "Sone kornari di darastrix...." Nausea rose at the mention of eating a Dragons heart. "Itrewic throdenilt vers..." She squeaked and cut him off.

"Wait you want me to EAT your HEART?!" At his nod she shrieked, "WHY WOULD I DO THAT???" He responded with another chuckled, followed by a cough before continuing to speak.

"Yoweth Darastrix.... persvek korth.... whedab rekisixi svent shio... thric tokeq...."

There was a stunned silence before she repeated his words. "The High Dragons are in danger?" he nodded and she continued. "Dark creatures kill all...Are those demons?" Another nod. "No safe...."

He grumbled in approval at her translation. He had been the one to teach her Dragon Tongue, although he had always spoken in a broken and akward version of the common tongue. He must not be strong enough to concentrate on translating.

"Kael, moxt nuwa'jimos --"

"I am NOT a 'little hatchling', I'm not even a Dragon! How is ... how is eating your heart going to help anything...?"

"Wux geou vucot persvek tairais, qeelak si mi nearly gethrisja" You will know in time, quick I am nearly gone

She took a shaky breath and walked forward, refusing to look at his eyes for she was afraid she would cry. She spoke softly, "ok" for this was the one who taught her how to fight, how to hunt, how to speak. This was the Dragon who didn't care that she was only a half-breed. He had accepted her. Her dagger was pulled out and she leaned on his neck for fear of falling. His blood was pooled around them, and his skin was growing colder and colder. She felt his massiv head on the other side, finding he had wrapped his neck around her in comfort. "Kael....I am.........glad it was......you little.... his breathing stopped and acting on impulse she plunged her sharp dagger into the soft flesh by his shoulder. Her brain shut down, she had cut out the heart of a Dragon before, but that was for a job and she had delivered it was harsh words to the human who paid her to do so. Now it was different.

When she reached the heart she hacked away at the veins around it and pulled it out, it was a very dark read and still quite a bit warm, since the inside of his body had not yet cooled. Kael blinked away tears she would not yet shed and placed the heart at her mouth. Her sharp teeth were usually something that she hid, but they came in handy for biting and tearing at tough substances. Now she consumed the heart in silence and as quickly as possible, trying not to gag. It wasn't the fact that it was the raw heart, it was the fact that this was the heart of a dear friend, one she would never again speak to. But he had once told her that if a Half-Breed consumed the heart of a Dragon, they would gain the powers of the Dragon. She had thought it was a myth, but apparently not as he would not have asked otherwise. Later she would follow the blood and the scent and track whoever or whatever had injured him to the point of death and slaugther them/it.

After the heart was completely eaten she walked around his head until she was no longer in the semi-circle made by his neck. Kael sat in the puddle of blood near his head and just stared at his now lifeless face. Then, sitting there with the dead body of a black Dragon, she cried, not even bothering to try to figure out what powers she gained.