The Swirling Lights.

[cassie]

Every light and flash in the swamp isn't just stupid light. Not many knew that, but Blue did. He gracefully fluttered through the low laying limbs and to his surprise the lights were out tonight in full force. What many didn't know, is that almost all of the lights in the swamp were lost souls or portals. Lost souls because of how many people die here and the portals explained so many disappearances.
Polo Blue landed on a branch and looked around, this was knew. He had been to the swamp once before, that being only a day ago. Blue was fresh from the Nile river and he'd gotten himself lost. He would never admit it though. so Blue rose again and continued on. Every tree seemed to be under stress, or dead. their huge roots sank into the smelly swamp mud. The sun was already set, leaving only the swamp lights and Polo's own light glow.
"slurp" a loud sound radiated throughout the whole swamp as a small animal, most likely a wild dog, was sucked under the water. There were awful things in that water, and animals that would chop a full grown human in half. Polo ignored it because he'd never have to get close to the water, thanks to his large wings.
Polo looked around for any sigh of people, or other fairies. Hey, or even smelly minotaurs! Blue just wanted outta this confusing maze. Nothing like the Nile. The Nile was pretty much a straight line compared to the In's and outs of this swamp. 'Was that a torch' Blue thought as he rushed to what could have possibly been a torch.
All he could think was please be a person! not a smelly Minotaur. Before Blue realized what had happened he slapped into a tall tree and fell. Blue tried to cling to the side of the tree and only slipped faster. He slapped into a small spot of hard ground. "Damn!" Blue said as he jumped up rubbing his butt. He looked at his wing and noticed a small crinkle. He wouldn't be flying for at least two days. "Just great." Blue said with mild annoyance.

[Desperanza]

Ugh. What the hell was that strange smell? The dragon wrinkled his nose, his scaled head lifting into the air as he snorted sharply, a hiss of steam leaving his nostrils and a sharp rumble lifting through his throat. His wings fluttered at his back, the spines along his back alert as he lifted his wickedly horned head to gaze among the trees. The tiny stench was something that any normal creature would miss but the slight and sweet sprinkle reached his sensitive senses and caused him to stir from his brief nap. From among the roiled stone of his cavern, the heat swelled darkness that enveloped the black beast came the screech of his claws as they scarped stone and he climbed to his feet with a huff. His tail whipped about with a lash, the spines striking stone with a slight hiss as he padded forward, each massive paw placed upon stone as he made his way forward, huffing. He paused once at the mouth of his cavern, his acid colored eyes scanning the forest beyond the glow of the swamp and for the moment, saw nothing of interest.

As he stood there, the beast remained poised, thoughtful, his gaze ranging the area briefly before he straightened sharply, his lengthy neck stretching to eye the shadows of the forest. That sweet stench still hung in the air, something that he had experienced only rarely before and that being the one time that he had drifted close to the Celeste Falls before distinguishing the presence of the Lord Dragon that claimed area in the mountains not far off. This stench was just like the overwhelming sweet odor that had emanated from the realm of the Fairies there and yet, it did not make sense. What was a sprite doing this far out of its own realm? It was way too far to say that it was simply out for a fly or a stroll. He rolled his eyes at the prospect and let the issue fall to the back of his mind for now as a shadow changed, moved and soon, an ugly canine toddled from the trees. The dog’s breath was rasping, desperately in need of a drink and as it drifted closer to the poisonous waters, the canine toddled once more and the swamp’s glowing waters stretched outwards to swallow the canine away beneath the surface. A rumble of amused laughter lifted past the dragon’s throat once more and his eyes became more alert. As if the death of the dog was not enough, he wanted more. A quick meal this would be a snack none the less for he was a dragon, after all.

Padding forward, the ebony creature adjusted the spines at his back, the spiny outcroppings swiftly smoothing out and lining his scales as if they did not exist as he approached the edge of the swamp, the boiling waters. Anyone watching would think him crazy and yet, the dragon lowered his muzzle, his scaled face cutting the surface waters of the swamp before his body elegantly slid in after, disappearing beneath the surface as he slid among the angry waters of the swamp to swallow away beneath the surface. The lids of his eyes concealed the wicked orbs at first before snapping open beneath the surface and gazing through the waters for a mere moment before peeling closed once more, his nostrils flaring and small bubbles rippling past his muzzle as he swam forward to clench his jaws around the canine who’s flesh was swiftly exposed, the hairs sizzled clear from the boiling skin in the temperatures of the swamp as the dragon reached the surface once more and his massive form reached the bank, climbing from the waters once more to settle at the bank, the tip of his tail still playing in the poisonous waters as ripples of liquid rolled from his form like radioactive disposables. He laid the canine between his fore paws to inspect the creature for a moment, grinning at the sight of his next meal before his muzzle lowered and he lipped the dog up in one snap, one sickening crunch, and then a swallow. It was simple work the meal was. A brief rumble and his right paw lifted to claw out a thick thigh bone, picking a tiny piece of flesh from between a pair of razor sharp teeth before he tossed the bone back into his mouth and swallowed once again.

A thick spout of smoky steam lifted from his nostrils once more as he sighed in satisfaction, his tail whipping and splattering a few droplets of swamp water before it settled just beneath the surface again and he lowered his muzzle over top of his crossed fore paws, his eyes drifting closed for a brief moment before fluttering open again moments later as he glanced among the trees again. There it was, that annoying tinker, that foul sweet smell again and this time, as the sprite muttered to himself, the dragon distinguished where the speech was coming from and his eyes trained to the form of a rather strange looking fairy. He arched an eyebrow, his nostrils flaring as he gazed down at the small creature, rather imagining how easy it would be to crush the fellow but for now, he refrained, eyeing the tiny creature for a brief moment as his tail flicked once more and he huffed, silent. For some odd reason a fairy had indeed wandered too far from its realm and now here he sat at his swamp land. Growling, the dragon narrowed his eyes and watched the sprite once more with a flick of his tail.

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[Deidra]

Kaspar the amazing black stallion crossed the murky terrain slowly as to not jar his unconscious load. Jazz was splayed out across his back having hit his head, unfortunate upon a tree branch several miles back. Leaderless Kaspar began to navigate on his own until such a time came that his master would awake.The black steed snorted as a hoof came deathly close to the poisonous water; his ears laid at against his head and his eyes narrowed. He stopped and nudged his rider trying in vain to wake him. When it didnt work he set off yet again, the smells around him making his skin quiver. Kaspar's eyes reflected the many different lights which shone in the swamp. They did nothing to guide ones path, only lead the farther astray. The stallion once again smelled a odd smell one of smoke and then behind it one of sweetness. The black animal began in the direction of the scent in hopes of some kind of good fortune.

As he walked the terrain became harsher, less places upon one could walk. Every step threatened to take them sinking into the swamp, never to come out. Kaspar stumbled upon a rock, almost tossing the unconscious Jazz off of his back. The black horse used his elegant but strong head to resituate his load and set off once more. Unknown to the horse that every step might take them closer to their death. Kaspar's only thought was for his master and of safety, something which he was not going to get out in the middle of this swamp. Only bad could survive in such a horrible toxic wasteland which was this swamp, full of it's mind tricking lights and hidden portals to god knows where. How they were going to find their way out was a question within itself at that moment and Kaspar lacked the capacity to ponder that thought.

[cassie]

The snorting of a larger animal came to Polo, sending shivers up his back. It wasnt like a normal animal. It sounded foundly like a dragon. Please please dont be a dragon. Then through the dense swamp Polo barely spotted a black horse. Jumping up in joy Polo gave a yelp of happiness.
Staring down at the ground Polo's 'gator eyes started to glow, allowing him to see more clearly Polo started to lightly flitter from one piece of ground to another.
Polos skin started to glow as he used his aligator eyes and features, greens, blues, and yellows showed Polo's skin and features better. He had the eye creast's of a 'gator. His wings started to get purple vains in them as he strained them too much.
Giving a sigh of frustration Polo landed and leaned on his knees huffing and puffing. "Hey! You ugly beast! Stop! Horsey." Polo started whistling, as if to a dog "Come here horsey horsey!"
Polo started wazing his hands. He spotted a rider atop the horse as well and he started hopping from one island to another island. "Damn animal. If only i were bigger!" Polo huffed and puffed until he was leaning against the black horse. "I told you to wait for me!" Polo kicked the horse's huff. Jumpping back holding his clawed foot he let a string of curses go and glared at the horse. "YOU! BOY! Wake up!" Polo turned his attention to the rider.
Polo Grabbed a hand full of hair and started half flying and half climbing his way up the the saddle. Polo beat his small hands against Jazz. "Wakey Wakey!" Polo looked up at the boy and Polo's breath caught slightly. "Hmm. How charming." Polo leaned over and peaked over the boys leg and giving a slight grin and then climed up the sit on the horses head and tilting his head. Then turning around to see where the horse was going Polo tapped on the Horses head "Woo Horsey. Your going to kill us. Just stopp and i can get you out at least."

[Desperanza]

As the assassin made her way among the trees, her hand rested against the chestnut coat of her mare. The mare was picking her way among the brush, nostrils flared and dark eyes searching while the assassin’s eyes remained a steel grey, piercing as they sought out a sign of what was lingering within the forest. She however was growing tired of making quite so much noise. The mare was a wonderful companion, just not when she wished to be stealthy. Then the mare became a problem. Patting the mare’s shoulder, Aurora lifted her hands to slide the reins over her neck and secure them to her saddle before she willed her to be still and not to wander far as the assassin stretched out her hands and swung into the trees. Her feet came solidly upon a branch, and she relaxed. Now, she could view the trees from her more aerial view though she saw nothing of interest at the moment. Nothing that would alarm her, not that she was ever nervous or frightened. She was tough as steel and acted it too. She knew that she was getting closer to the swamp but there was evidence that there were others in the area and whether or not they would be killed was up to them.

As she moved from branch to branch, her back arched and her body moving lithely, she traveled her way through the trees, the blades secured at her back and daggers in her boots. Her typical set of equipment adorned her body at the moment and as she moved her way through the trees, the glow of the poisonous waters was growing evident, the stench to rise higher. It was familiar by now as she had been by the swamp many times. She knew her way around the place like the back of her hand, just as she did Ohanzee and the castle. After a few moments, she took a deep breath, and held it. Her lungs stilled and her eyes flared royal purple as she made her way through the trees, careful to be silent as she darted through the trees and finally, came to settle upon a thick branch.

There it was like the scene of a circus act gone horribly wrong. The back drop consisted of the swamp itself, boiling and bubbling and spewing poisonous waters, the area eerie and dark at the moment as it always seemed to be and there in the center was the group of lost travelers. The man slumped over the saddle of the black stallion that carried him about. The horse seemed confused, lost rather obviously and the man to be unconscious and there, just as the tiny creature danced to the equine’s head sat a fairy. That was a very strange sight to see here in the swamp for fairies did not wander from their realm, until now apparently. She wrinkled her nose at the sight and furrowed her brow, eyeing the strangers for a brief moment in thought. Glancing back through the trees, she heard a snap. A branch snapping beneath the weight of someone and her right hand lowered to the dagger at her hip, her fingers clenching the handle as she glanced among the trees but the occupant of the noise quickly became evident as Nesfira herself picked her way from the swampy vines, snorting and prancing. The mare could scent the stallion. The assassin rolled her eyes and sighed. If only the mare were not so young. At three, the mare’s brain was simply circling around the other equine that lingered in the area and with less luck, she instead would be delivered to the jaws of the dragon that was said to linger in the area.

Turning her attention from her mare, she glanced back towards the travelers, surely they would be killed soon if not by herself then by the swamp. As her chestnut mare drifted closer to them, she gave a sharp whistle but before the strangers could turn to look at her, she left the tree to be unseen and traveled further, swinging smoothly like a wicked tree monkey that swung among the upper branches before finally, she gave one last swing and let go, gliding through the air to leap to the ground. Her knees bent and her left hand lowered to touch the tips of her fingers to the ground for balance before straightening once more, glancing to either side of herself. Her hands reached back, her fingers lithely pulling her hair expertly into a loose braid and tying it loosely with itself as she strode forward among the trees and disappeared within the shadows. Skirting the edge of the swamp, she made herself through the intricate, jungle like texture to retrieve a bow that belonged to her. The tips of the arrows soaked in assassin’s poison, she laid them at her back and jogged forward from the shadows once more as she drove closer to the strangers.

When she emerged from the tree line once again, she was a few yards from Jazz, Polo, and Kaspar. The odd trio were drifting in her direction and she rather had intentions of interrogating them, maybe frightening them a bit with their lives and then possibly letting them escape. We would see. She drew an arrow from her back and knocked it into place, her muscles retracting as she pulled the string taught and waited, aimed directly at the chest of the stallion. If she knocked out the horse first, their ways of escape would be narrowed. The fairy could fly away she figured for at this distance she couldn’t tell that the creature had injured a wing. None the less, the man would be stuck without a ride and would be easy to take down afterwards. She eyed them from the length of the poison arrow, preparing to release it before she paused, her spine stiffening as a rumble of thunder seemingly struck the sky and yet, this thunder was different, strange and she felt a sickening drop in her stomach as she remembered the dragon that lingered within the area. Had she unsuspectingly stumbled upon his nest?

She cursed and bit her tongue, her eyes ebony now as she scanned the area with a brief flit of fear sinking into her veins, ice seeming to fill her form as her head turned slightly and there-the shadow as the reptilian creature slid from his cavern. Acid eyes pierced the night as the dragon slid from the shadows, steam escaping his nostrils as he growled once more, the trees seeming to quiver when the beast released his sound. He drifted towards the assassin but within a moment, her poisoned arrow was aimed at him, instead. She could have attempted to aim for his stomach but with him so low to the ground, it would be impossible to hit anything worth trying for so instead, she aimed for his eye. The poison would reach his brain faster that way anyways. It would be enough to slow and kill him faster then he could snatch her with his paw though she knew nothing of his acid breathing. Never the less, she would not be caught off guard and as the dragon slithered forward, wicked spines jutted suddenly from his back, and she swallowed. Her body turned, her head turning slightly to cast a glance to the strangers before glancing back to the dragon through narrowed, onyx orbs now thinned to slits.

”Get away from me, dragon!”

She hissed through clenched teeth, drawing the string ever tighter, ”If you want to live, I suggest that you stop!” she demanded though she was not even sure that the dragon spoke her language and could understand her but despite that, he stopped. Her gaze scanned the creature. The wild, scaled body was enormous compared to her, even for a small dragon. The claws that elongated from his fore paws gleamed in the moonlight, razor sharp and threatening just as were all of the spines on his body and from his nose emanated heat waves that dispelled the night image with waves of threatening heat from the flame and acid within his belly. He certainly was a sight to see and a hell of a lot more then any of them could handle, let alone a skilled assassin.

Orlonox huffed, his eyes narrowed. His jade eyes were glittering with irritated rage. He had been eyeing the black horse with full intent of catching himself another meal. The man on his back would serve as dessert and the fairy? Well him he would have enjoyed crushing into dust, just for the fun of it. Now yet here she stood this wildly beautiful human woman with her arrow trained on him and threats spilling past her lips. Now while this would normally infuriate him and entice him to kill the human immediately, he waited. If this assassin took out the humans, then she would have done the work for him and he could feast. This scene could be interesting, and he grinned at the prospect. Eyeing the approaching strangers, he rumbled, ”It’sssss turning out to be a ratherrrrr interesssting night.” he purred, purposefully dragging out a few of his syllables with a hiss as he stared at the odd trio with a grin, snaking his head forward with a growl, closer to the assassin and closer to the fairy, horse, and human.

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[cassie]

Polo Blue shivered and sparing only a moment Polo grabbed horses ears in order to lead him and said "Mush!" Polo then said "Move you black pussy!! Theres a dragon!" Polo almost screamed at the horse. As the black horse registared this he bolted forward and letting Polo lead him. Polo really had no idea where he was going, he just knew where he could smell clean air, so he was pushing the horse towards it.
Blue yanks the horses ear to the right and using his own feet he put pressure on the horse so it would knw where to step.
"What kind of idiot would fall asleep in swamps! Maybe if i pee on him itll wake him up!" Polo said with a evil grin at the thought of causeing mischift once again. Polo paused and then pointed the horse on agian and prayed that the silly animal would run faster. "Faster" he said in the stallions ear. Suddenly the swamp erupted in front of the frightened duo and lazy lacky. The toxic water shooting into the stary night as they tried to escape. "Its alive!" Polo paniced at seeing the waters erupt as if by themselves. He could see the sturdy and normal lands. Polo pushed the horse on, having dodged the very first eruption. A second gush of toxic liquid shot to the trees and Polo heard leaves sizzle with the acidic water drentched the poor tree.
A large branch fell from the canopy almost crushing the three in their hurried escape. Polo laid eyes on the fresh and green grass. He pushed the horse until it moved forward again, bounding over the branch and then the horse rolled onto the soft grass, tossing Polo and the unconsious owner to the sides. The black horse whinned as he backed away from the edge of the swamp and drug its rider farther from danger. Polo Blue stood dusting of his fine leather pants and he walked forward watching the boy and horse.

[Deidra]

As he was being drug Jazz uncerimoniously awoke. "Damn it, what the hell is going on?!" he asked before whistling to Kaspar and the horse abruptly stopped allowing Jazz to remove his caught foot from the stirrup. Standing up, he looked around himself and his eyes widened, "Oh shit" he cursed and turned to the horse "You had ideas of killing me?" he joked to the horse though it couldn't talk, it was his best companion. Looking back again he spotted the dragon that claimed the swamps and...could that be a woman? This perplexed him very much as did the next sight his eyes saw. Looking down was a tiny weird looking fairy and he began to chuckle "Well, you're an odd looking fellow now aren't you! And quite a long ways from where you're supposed to be by the way." he said to the male fairy. Walking towards the creature, still laughing he bent down and picked him up holding him to where he could get a better look at the strange looking fairy that looked more like a winged baby alligator.

Jazz ignored everything else for a moment to ponder a question out loud to the fairy "Where might you be from, tiny fellow?" he asked setting him upon Kaspar. The horse looked at Jazz as if to say he didn't want the annoying creature on his back buy again Jazz only laughed an patted the black stallion fondly on the face. He looked back over his shoulder at the woman and the dragon making sure they were still some distance off before turning his attention back to the fairy once more and took Kaspar's reins in hand walking a short distance farther on the grass.

[Desperanza]

The assassin’s temper flared and she rather swiftly became irritated. Stupid, impudent human. He had awoken, but he had no doubt ignored the danger that she herself posed if not the dragon. She stared as the man awoke, stood from the ground, and addressed the fairy. She rolled her eyes. This was ridiculous, why was she even here? She certainly didn’t travel with the circus. She hissed, jumping as the dragon shifted and padded forward closer to them, his acidic eyes gazing down the feet towards the strange trio with a growl. As if this group had any right to be on his land. His tail lashed at the sight and his wings spread slightly at his back, casting a shadow across the landscape as he gazed towards the beings. The assassin he could handle for her cold and blood thirsty seeming heart suited his style and he purred at the assassin and scooped her up with his nose, the spine on his back flattening and he sent the young woman careening down his neck to his back and yet she made no sound but he felt the corded muscles within her body clench until she came to crouch at his withers and he huffed, rays of heated steam lifting from his nose as he gazed back at her and situated her with the tips of his wings before he turned and padded towards the trio while the assassin dropped the arrow back into its pouch and settled the bow at her back again, her hand reaching for the dagger at her hip instead as she envisioned killing the trio but her hand fluttered away once more and she sighed not so ceremoniously. Sure, she was seated on the back of the dragon but she did not need a ride and nor would she complain for this dragon had secrets she had yet to find out and nor did she wish to find out.

As Orlonox approached, his eyes narrowed at the trio, his claws outstretching to grasp the stallion. He did not harm him but he grasped the creature tightly as he pulled the beast into the air and licked his lips. This horse was dazzling, a beautiful extension to the equine kind but as he gazed upon the horse, he spotted the fairy at his back and within a moment, his tongue whizzed forward to snap the fairy into his jaws, holding the fairy on his tongue and yet he did not crush him, tasting the sweet creature for a moment before he rolled his eyes, lowered his nose and spat him out to the ground with a huff, instead coming to gaze upon the horse once again as he rocked back towards his haunches and the assassin slid free from her back, thoroughly irritated by this point as she gazed towards her own mare that had wandered from the trees to investigate the stallion and ignoring the others, she approached the chestnut mare with clenched teeth, her eyes gazing towards the mare as she approached, her fingers clenched to her palms. As the assassin approached the chestnut, she cast a glance towards the dragon and frowned at the sight of the black stallion clenched within his claws and she rather hurriedly reached Nesfira’s side and gathered herself into the saddle, her right hand once again lingering at her dagger as she narrowed her eyes and gazed towards Jazz now. On closer inspection he rather turned out to be rather handsome on first look, tall and muscular and yet slender, dark featured and masculine. She nodded curtly, a fellow Murate member but the fairy, that one she could see herself pinning to a tree and leaving there for the birds. The silly, petulant creature should be back at Celeste Falls, she thought. She huffed and turned her head away, reining Nesfira towards the trees but as she moved to ride off, a thunderous crack echoed within the air and she glanced back, the dragon having slapped his free paw against the ground, ”You stay, assassin. No one leaves my lands so freely.” he muttered with a growl, casting a warning glance to Jazz for while he held his horse in his hands Jazz only had his feet to get away. Before he even reached the trees the dragon would have him slathered in acid that would strip the flesh from his bones faster then he could scream. Orlonox grinned at the thought, his piercing eyes staring upon the feast of creatures that had wandered onto his land.

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[cassie]

Polo looked at the boy unbelieving, was he crazy? "Did you bump your head on the way out!? We should go! NOW" Polo started moving away from the horse and the boy and the swamp. He had to walk, which he never liked to do, seeing as he had wings. But Polo was also a alligator fairy, and he happened to get the big slow speed of them as well.
Blasted! Polo tried to use his wings but after he felt a shock of pain through his back and body he landed, to only be swipped up and almost Eaten by a dragon! Polo screamed and struggled to break free of the dragons tongue. "No Please! I wanted to die in a womans arms! not in a dragons mouth!!!" Polo beat against the walls of dragons mouth.
light surrounded him and polo found that he had been spit back out and he rolled across the grass covers in dragon slabber and he turned on heel and scream at the dragon "Are you crazy! Why would you Eat ME! What did i do to you!? If i were bigger than you ID SMUSH YOU!!!!" Polo raged and stompped his feet like he was a princess haveing a tantrum.
Polo glared at the dragon and then he yelped when the large beast slapped the ground. He yelpped and ran behind Jazz. "Take the boy!" he squeaked.

[Deidra]

Jazz stood there watching the giant of a dragon pick up his best companion. The horse brightly in fright and trying to get out of it's grasp. Now this angered Jazz, but he was determined to keep his cool. The last thing he wanted was this Reptar looking dragon eating him and Kaspar. He stood there cooly watching the dragons reaction to the little titch inside his mouth screaming like a little girl and then again watched as it began insanely shouting at the more than ten times bigger dragon. 

When Polo ran behind his legs and screamed at the dragon Jazz reached down and picked up the tiny weird fairy. Bringing him up to his face Jass said fiercely "Will you shut the hell up? God you're already an annoying creature and you odd looks aren't helping maters right now!" Jazz growled out not bothering to raise his voice for his low tone was scary enough. Then Jazz looked up to the dragon and hoped to whatever god would listen that the creature spoke his language.

He took a big deep breath again as he saw Kaspar in the claws of the beast as calmed himself once more. Speaking clearly and with no anger he said "Would you please consider putting down my horse? It was not his fault we wandered into your swamp." At this he looked around yet again at the place Kaspar had brought them unwittingly while he had been unconscious. It was really one of the most foul and evil of places in his mind, with its poisonous waters that could strip off the flesh. He could only imagine what this creature, that had no doubt claimed this land, could do and he had no wishes to find out either. He swallowed loudly as he waited to see what the dragon would do, his Adams apple rising and falling clearly beneath his tanned skin.

[Desperanza]

The dragon huffed, his eyes lighting with amusement for a moment as he gazed upon the equine with acid green eyes, steam escaping his nostrils as he looked down at the creature with a huff. The fright of the horse pleased him but he felt the shift at his back and his head turned to cast a glance back at the assassin as she hopped from his back and he snorted, growling. Once again he was reminded that they were all strangers to his swamp and he set the horse down with a bit more force then he needed to, shoving the creature away before he lowered his paw to the ground, his claws scarring the earth with deep gashes as he pulled his paw back towards himself, “Hmmph, and what are you strange humans doing in my swamp anyways? You can not very well say that it is not this silly creature’s fault for he is the one that wandered into my swamp unless you control him with osmosis then it is in turn your fault.” He returned with a snort as he snaked his head closer to Jazz.

Once again, he lifted his paw to investigate the human, one claw drifting forward to rake through Jazz’s hair without harming him, pushing him about a few times before he huffed and rocked back onto his haunches tasting acid on his tongue, “What do you mongrels want with my swamp?” he demanded, his eyes staring towards the creatures before himself, gazing upon the fairy for a moment before he rolled his eyes and flicked his claws threateningly at the fairy, “You little sugar speck, you are a coward.” He muttered with a flare of anger in his gaze, “I should eat you for trying to serve up another creature for dinner. Who says that I shall not be eating you?” he inquired with a tilt of his head before he snorted, fairies were sweet and did not fill him up worth anything.

“You are lucky that I shall not eat you on the spot. Some humiliation and a stronger spine would do you some good.” He muttered at Polo with a roll of his eyes as he flitted his wings, growing impatient. If they did not serve him with a reasonable purpose for being there, he would be getting angry rather fast and soon, there would be critters on the table for dinner, crispy critters so now, he turned his gaze to the male once again as he awaited his reply without asking, what the hell were these creatures doing in his swamp home?

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[cassie]

Polo growled and he looked up at the incompatant human and his eyes slited dangerously. Given the hurt wing polo coupdnt fly up to the humans eyes and so he stepped forward and held up a small blue hand to the dragon "Excuse me Dragon. But i must say something" Polo glared at Jazz and said "You little fool! If it weren't for me! You and your horse would be in the boiling acid if not for me! Do not look down on me like that. I have done nothing to you but try to help you! AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION I'm a very handsome fairy! NOT ODD looking."
Polo stamped his foot in a very outraged way. He had been insulted, eaten, and then insulted again. It was an outrage and polo would not stand for it. Polo lowered his hand and turned to the dragon with a curt nod."Sorry to intrued. I am simply here because I have left home." Polo turned on his heel and started off in a determined walk but in truth he knew not where he was headed.
Polo said in his mind he was no coward, he braved the whole way from the river of legends and to be spit on would not fly by this little diva. Polo paused for a moment then he turned and looked at the strange people he'd just meet . "Are there even any fairies in this land? Any other creatures like me in this whole country?" Polo tried to keep the hurt and anguish from his voice. Blue had been looking for most of a year now and had found none like him.