Snippet #2404206

No, Eshe's calming voice echoed through out his mind, causing him to twist his head in confusion at the negative statement, I am only unseen.. Kirill was confused. He glanced around the field, confusion evident in his glowing blue eyes. Had he missed her? She was much smaller to him in this form, a tiny drop of white against this green. Surly he would have noticed his partner though, especially with their strong bond. Suddenly, before his very eyes, Eshe melded from the shadows of a near by bush. As she walked gracefully towards him, Kirill let out a chuckle and lowered his head so that they were level. He did his best to smile at her in greeting, though all it did in his dragon form was serve to show off his terrifying set of knife like teeth. Eshe was the only being he had ever felt the need to smile for, she is the only being he had ever really shared a connection for. He would die for this girl, though he knew she would do the same.’Twould be a rather unfair match if we were to spar as you are now, she spoke through their minds again, a gentle caressing echo within his head that soothed him and reminded him of home. Ah right, the sparring, Kirill had forgotten that they had business to account for today.

I apologize, I could not refrain myself back from terrorizing the early birds of the Citadel, He chuckled through the mind link, thinking back to the faces of the servants that had been just below his dive. While they were all used to the Sentinels forms, most of the dragons did not take such a delight in terrifying the workers as he did. The white beast shook himself, stretching his wings out a bit before he released them to a more simple form so the partner could begin their spar.

But before he could, the rushing sound of wings driving through the air caught his attention. He swiveled his antlered head to face the oncoming Sentinel, shifting his large body to stand in front of Eshe. He knew she could protect herself, he trusted her as a partner as much as he did a warrior, but in the presence of other dragons he never took any chances. Kirill placed a his right arm in front of Eshe just as the Sentinel, Lowa, landed before them. She was a smaller dragon then him, her shoulders only raising jus to his chest. He reached his long neck high over hers, staring down at her playful stance with a metaphorical raised brow. Ah, she wanted to race, and while he was tempted...

Kirill cast a glance downwards at his Vanguard, a snort escaping his nostrils. No, Kirill only had time and interest for Eshe, he did not want to play with this dragon. He flicked his eyes to the green beast, huffing his chest at her in an exasperated manner.

"I am not interest, Lowa'Lyna" He grumbled through his maw. His draconic voice was a mixture of his icy human tone and a smooth hiss from deep within his throat. He breathed ice and because of this his voice was not a growl like most dragons that produced heat, but more of a harsh breeze.

In an instant a brilliant white-blue light emerged from his form in a soft glow, burning away the scales and wings and claws before retreating to reveal a tall, lean, and very white teen. He stretched out his arms, shifting his muscles to adjust to the new form before meeting the green drake before him. His harsh light blue eyes glared into his fellow Sentinel, making his feelings clear. He was not in the mood to play with her and would rather be with his partner.