The Secret Garden

[»Míríel«]

Miriel looked at Damion with laughter twinkling in her eyes. "Aye, there is some sort of mischief in this. Mark my words....Those two usually can't talk to each other for more then a minute without trying to kill each other. Maybe there is something in this air. Spring can get into peoples heads... To tell you the truth I have never heard Neron laugh, never...." The sound of her sniffing the air she wrinkled her nose before a sigh escaped her mouth, "Well I'm sure we will find out what is going on all to soon. The least we can do..." She looked around her savoring the quite and peace that radiated off of everything. "Is enjoy the peace while it is here." She gazed at another flower, a bright purple crocus. "You know in my experience you have to enjoy peace while you can.. I'm sure you have had the same."

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Neron almost let out a roar as a paw fell right on his tail, but it was more out of surprise then out of pain. The spines that lined his spin and tail probably dug into the soft under part of her paw. Lashing out he bit the paw that was holding him captive. But instead of letting go he kept his fangs clamped on tight until she removed her paw from his tail. But while he waited for her to do so an unpleasant taste started seeping into his mouth. Hair.. he hated that taste. Usually when he caught something he burned off all the hair before eating it half raw. Deer fur he could take, it was short and barely noticeable, though still unpleasant. sort of like the fuzz on peach.
He hoped that Jaedon wouldn't get his neck, which was now coming to his attention that he had left exposed. But even if she did his spines would make it very uncomfortable for her. This whole being chased by something bigger than you hadn't happened in many many many years, ever since he was a full grown dragon. Though occasionally he did shrink to stalk up on something, but it never attacked or hunted him. He was the hunter of the world, the ultimate one. Even though people had tried they have never been able to kill him, and instead they were killed. So his stupid movement of exposing his neck was totally out of being uncomfortable with this situation.

[saerwen]

"Yes, spring can do many things to people, and warm them up is one of them... I wish that this sun wasn't so hot. Maybe Jaedon is having a strange sickness caused by the heat..." he was playing around, but was also serious. He could almost feel himself melting in the rays of the scorching sun. He could feel the water running down his neck. However, he wouldn't want to leave this place, the smell was so pleasing. "Peace is the only reason that I have yet to go insane. Peaceful times are the only times that I have to consider what the reason for living is. When you have lived as long as I have you figured out really quickly that if there is nothing to live for, you prefer death."
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Even though the spines on his tail hurt a little, it wasn't anything that she wasn't used to. She had been eating lizards pretty much all of her life, she had learned that in order to eat them, you have to skin them first, because their scales are nothing short of blasphemous to good tastes. When he grabbed onto her paw with those little blades she got a little mad at him, he was gonna get his slimy saliva all over her fur. She would have to be licking it clean for hours... She hated lizard's that fought back...All the more reason to eat them.
When she lifted her paw to let his tail free she saw another chance for some fun, but she would have to be careful. "Those spines on his back are going to make this hard because there is no way he is gonna stay still." She thought to herself. Finally, she figured out a way that would cause the least amount of pain. She bent down and grabbed onto his neck with the very front of her mount, careful to make sure that she was holding him with just her front teeth so that if he did start squirming she would not get hurt very badly. She thought for a moment, "Now that I have you, what should I do with you?" She thought for a moment longer and then started to purr, her only way of chuckling right now. To Neron, it probably would have felt like a deep rumbling somewhere beneath him, and it would have been very loud.
Jaedon then started to prance out of the bushes and towards the light, where she knew she would find her destination. Boy, was she getting a kick out of this one!

[»Míríel«]

Miriel nodded at this. Then a silence fell between them, not an uncomfortable one, just one that can fall between two friends and not disturb their thoughts. Her own thoughts drifted to her past, though she kept them well hidden in her mind, behind a wall of flames. She knew that Jaedon, where ever she was, would be very sensitive to this, so she always kept it well hidden. So far her wall of the hottest fire hadn't failed her. Whenever she felt Jaedon in her mind, to which she was very sensitive, she immediately withdrew her past, away from sight. If Jaedon ever was tempted to see into her mind, she didn't want to hurt her. After all if Jaedon found out she had killed her best friends father....Miriel didn't know what she would do.

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Neron sighed, he should have known this would happen. Blasted luck... How stupid he was how bloody stupid. Well he deserved the teeth he felt grab him around his neck. Next time he wouldn't be so easy to catch. Getting back in his true form had made him reckless, but he was a fast learner and this mistake wouldn't be made again...well if he didn't forget that is. Suddenly a loud rumbling noise rushed upon his ears. A hiss came from him, "Stop that purring you witch. It sound like a gun shell going off." Then she started moving, prancing rather. "What do you think you are a horse of something?" Being caught had darkened his mood immensely. "Put me down you wretch or I'll break every bone in your jaw!" He swung back and forth, a dreadfully uncomfortable thing. Dragons didn't have loose skin on the backs of their necks like cats and dogs, instead they had hard skin and sharp spines, something that was very hard to get a grasp of. Here is where Lizards and Dragons differed. Lizards have scales but their scales hardly give any protection, whereas Dragons have a hard outer shell that is almost unable to be pierced, and is almost like an exoskeleton but stronger. So right now Neron probably felt like a large beetle with a sharp rock like skin to Jaedon's mouth. Where was Jaedon taking him?

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Miriel turned when the sound of brush being parted came to her senses. Then as if by magic Jaedon appeared, in her true form. But what astonished her more was what she had in her mouth. "Neron?" Miriel stared for a moment before bowing her head. Her shoulders shook slightly, then more violently as she turned her head away and covered her mouth, trying to hide her smile. It was useless though, and she knew it. So her legs gave way and she collapsed on her knees with laughter. Though she did managed to turn so that her back faced the two. What a sight to be seen.

[saerwen]

Jaedon really saw no reason for her to stop her contented purring because it made her plenty happy. She was enjoying every single moment of this, and her purring was the way that she showed her pleasure, she was not going to let him ruin the fun.
"The only reason that I would have for not purring is if you actually had some amount of authority over me, which at the moment, you don't. And until you can provide said reason just keep in mind the feeling of absolute powerlessness. It makes one mortifyingly angry at themselves, doesn't it?" She just purred louder, and kept on prancing. "I am more of a horse than you ever will be. I defy even your slightest attempt at trying to prance in any form of grace, it would altogether be a failed attempt. And if prancing is pleasing to me, then I will continue to do so until you can yet again, provide a reason that I shouldn't, and the fact that it is annoying to you personally is not reason enough." She rolled her eyes when he demanded to be put down. "Well now, we aren't acting like a two-year-old, are we? I don't want to be a bunny-puppy! WAH WAH WAH! Cry me a sob story... Now shove some pie down that hole of yours before I have to do it myself."
As Jaedon came out from behind the bushes she made a little bit of noise on purpose so that anyone within the very near vicinity would hear her approach. She was sure that Miriel was close by, and that she would hear, and no doubt, Damion would too. She couldn't wait to see what the reaction was. As she came closer to Miriel she saw her friend silently bow her head after recognizing the little black reptile in Jaedon's mouth. Jaedon had seen that before, Miriel was laughing, and was trying hard to control it, no doubt because she didn't want Neron to get mad, but then she couldn't hold it any longer. Miriel collapsed on her knees with laughter. Jaedon was about to do the same, knowing how much it would have spited Neron, but she couldn't because she would drop him, and then her fun would be ruined. She just kept purring louder and louder, to Miriel and Damion it would have sounded really loud, so poor Neron would probably be suffering from imagining that bomb had gone off near by everytime that rumble came to her throat, and it happened often.
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Damion saw Jaedon, and he saw the lizard, but it was only when Miriel actually mentioned Neron's name before he recognized that it was in reality, Neron. He could hardly believe it. It was like their places had been completely changed, Jaedon was no longer the hunted, but the hunter. She had bested Neron in the most unlikely way ever possible. Damion just chuckled as he walked towards where Miriel had collapsed on the ground laughing. He watched as Miriel just laughed as hard as possible, and then turned to Jaedon and asked,"How does he taste?" and then he pointed his gaze more directly on Miriel and said, perhaps that little spell to control size doesn't look like such a good idea now..." He grinned and continued to chuckle as he fixed his ice blue gaze on Neron.
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Jaedon looked up to Damion, a wicked twinkle in her eye. She passed her thoughts around the group, so that they could all hear. "He tastes pretty good actually. His scales are a little tough, but I am sure that when I bite down harder, it won't be a problem... I am made to eat things like this."

[»Míríel«]

Miriel was just starting to gain control when Damion walked over by her and made the little comment. "Probably pretty terrible.. knowing Neron..."The battle was lost all over again and she stayed on the ground with laughter racking her body. "I can't breathe..." She chuckled as she fell to her side. Then after a moment she quieted herself down and straightened up a bit, though only got to her knees before the sight of Neron swinging slightly in Jaedon's mouth made her chuckle again. "You know Neron...." Miriel laughed, "I'm beginning to doubt what your true size is."

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Neron growled at all this attention. The game was over in his mind and his god mood was fowled by all this. He hated this. "You icy one, I would shut my mouth if I were you, or I will melt you into a little puddle on the ground as for you Miriel get a hold of yourself you are acting like you have had a little to many drinks." Truthfully Miriel never touched "spirits" she didn't like the flavor to much and she never got drunk. She preferred her coffee to anything else. "And you Jaedon, I warned you I have grown tired of this and I hate to have to do this.... but I'm tired of being your little prey. Don't expect to have this pleasure again." With that said Neron's eyes flamed brightly and his form grew larger, not his full size but enough to make it extremely uncomfortable for Jaedon to have in her mouth. It would feel like her jaw was about to pop out of joint or something.Luckily he had really thick scales or he would be pushing himself into her teeth.

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Miriel let out a few more giggles before picking herself up off the ground. Brushing her knees off she bent over with another laugh before becoming straight completely. "You're no fun Neron..." She laughed again at the sight. "Where is a camera when you need one?" The clasping her side she groaned, "Oof... my side hurts... I haven't laughed that hard in a good while..."

[saerwen]

Damion was still smiling, despite all of Neron's little threats. He couldn't help but smile at the sight. When he saw how much fun everyone else was having his only thoughts were on how the situation had been so light for the whole duration of their visit to the garden. The only dark part of the trip was Neron... He really didn't like that tendency that Neron had. It made everyone around him foul and sober. Now of course there was a time for being sober, but laughter was the best thing to cause healing for old wounds, and Damion saw no reason for the day to be dark, maybe moments, but not the day as a whole. Neron just needed to learn to smile, and enjoy life for what it was. Life was gift, Damion had to remind himself of that truth every day in order to keep himself focused on what really mattered. Neron would have to come to realize that fact very soon.
"What is wrong Neron? Can't stand when you are not the one playing with people? I really think that you need to learn to let others pick on you once in a while. Pride is the easiest fault to take advantage of. You really have great weakness there."
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Jaedon felt that it was getting rather uncomfortable to hold him in her mouth, and it was starting to get a little much. "Oh, I am sure that you hate it, you little lizard." She slightly loosened her grip on him so that she could get part of his being out of her mouth, but the she bit down as hard as she could, a large chunk of his neck being pressured with the force of her bite. She didn't try to pierce the scales that protected him, but she could have, had she tried hard enough. She then placed him a few centimeters from the ground, is claws would have been touching the ground, but his legs still hanging limp. She was teasing him. He couldn't touch the ground, but he was so close.
After a few seconds of this, she picked her head up, still holding him in tact, but then she dropped him on the ground in front of her, but kept her paws out of pecking range. She then nudged him roughly forward with her nose and said, "Come one little lizard, go cry to momma that the big bad panther gotchya." She was crooning, mocking him.

[»Míríel«]

"Perhaps the biggest fault but something everyone must have."Neron hissed louder as Jaedon bit down harder. This game was getting old fast. "I will get you back for this, don't have any doubt about this fact. And I will get you in a way you least expect." His voice turned to a roar as his mind raced for a plan to escape. Just then she held him over the ground, just enough for his talons to touch. IT was maddening being so close to freedom, yet unable to get it. HE was like a starving bear chained to a tree with a big piece of meat just out of his reach.

That was the last straw. Pulling his wings up he grabbed into the soft fur around her muzzle and held on tight. His sharp "fingers" that were at every point of his wings pierced her skin with their needle like sharpness. "If you are expecting me to cry out you are mistaken." The mention of momma almost sent him over the top. "At least my mom died by someone else's hands and my bad actions are justified unlike someone here."

[saerwen]

Jaedon knew that Neron was getting ancy, but she still didn't care. She wanted her fun, and she knew that he was going to go and ruin it eventually so why not have it right now, before that said event took place. "The day that you get me back when I least expect it is the day that you die, because knowing you, there is always going to be some foul thing protruding from your mouth. The only way that you would do something unexpected is to not say anything, and that will only happen when you are dead." Jaedon said dryly. What a spoil sport...
The second that he lashed out, Jaedon jerked back, but she forgot that he was a dragon. It felt like a bunch of little needles had been jammed into her skin. She didn't want to shake him off because it would end in her getting scratches. Whenever he made the comment about her parents, shaking him off seemed just a little to gentle. She jerked her paw up, claws sharp and unsheathed, and pulled him off, not caring what she came away with as far as scratches were concerned. She pinned him to the ground with her paws, one putting her full weight on his soft underbelly and one pushing down his left wing, her claws coming dangerously close to pressing down.
"Wrong is wrong, there is no justification for the crimes that you have committed Neron. There is no one to save you from the hell that will face you when you have to answer for your crimes." her voice was hushed and slicing, like a knife cutting through black air with pristine skill. She was no longer in control of her emotions, had she been in her skin, she would have lost it. She pulled her paw off of Neron's wing and used her other paw to under cut him, sending him hurling into the air, and then, simultaneously, a burst of purple energy came from Jaedon's general direction as a ball of dark magic went flying towards Neron with great speed.
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Damion watched as the two started to fight again. He was tempted to stop them, but he could not bring himself to do it. Something in the back of his mind told him not to, that it was better that the two of them fight, and that they go all out. Hatred turned evil if it was kept inside. The little voice in the back of his head continued to whisper as he continued to consider stopping them.

[»Míríel«]

All laughter deserted Miriel as she saw the two start fighting. When would these two learn the boundaries of each other. They needed to learn quick before they ended up killing each other for real. She drew a hand over her face as she tried to figure out how to defuse this without directing the explosion toward herself. "If I didn't love them.." She shook her head.. if she didn't have the patience that she had these two would have caused her to react in a very violent way with all the tussling they did.


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Neron's mouth curled slightly into a dragon smirk. He had gotten what he wanted, a reaction. He had known that if he angered her this much that she would have to drop him. But he hadn't calculated the speed in which she would release him and then pin him once more. His wings "claws" felt slightly wet with a very slight amount of blood. They had been dragged across JAedon's nose and mouth and dug in rather than released. He hadn't meant to but he hadn't expected her reaction to be this violent. Oh well.... "Yes I will face a hell, but you will face a worse one." He hissed back at her. He felt himself being through up in the air and managed to spread his wings in just a way so that the dark energy flew passed him. Now that he was in the air he kept mounting higher and higher. With every beat of his wings he seemed to get bigger until he reached near fourth of his size; about the size of a school bus. Wheeling around he sighted Jaedon and rushed at her with a spray of fire coming out of his mouth.

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Miriel gritted her teeth, this was going a bit to far. These two needed to go back to their happy go lucky selves that they were a couple of moments ago. "This is ridiculous." Balling her fists at her side she glared at Neron and Jaedon about to burst with anger at all of this foolishness.

[saerwen]

Jaedon had completely lost every part of herself that had seemed human. She was nothing now, but the true hideous animal that she was. As she saw the spray of fire coming for her, she simply slinked back into the shadows that she created with her dark magic. The fire simply made contact with a black spirit. Bicornes, little to common knowledge, had a great affinity for black magic, and Jaedon had a stronger affinity than most. She had started to learn when she was a small child, hiding from her worst nightmares on the streets, and killing those that dared to threaten her. She could do all sorts of things, but the thing that she was best at, was turning everything that was once bright and beautiful into a black abyss. The fire spray that Neron had let out fell into the black hole that had once been Jaedon, and was swallowed up. Jaedon was now behind Neron, having run to that position. He appearance had changed much. Her fur was no longer sleek and silky, but rather it looked as though black flame were her fur, but in reality, it was the fact that she was creating such a dark aura around herself, that she simply blended with her surroundings. Her eyes were no longer a clear green, but rather, blood red, with no form, simply red. She used her magic to create a darkness that could be cast upon another, and like ink being spill out of a inkwell, the black magic flew towards Neron with speed that matched his large, beating wings, the magic covered him with its spindly hand. Jaedon just watched, waiting for Neron's next attack.
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Damion still could only watch, the voice inside his head continually telling him that there was no need to fret. "Jaedon can take care of herself, there is no need to worry. She will be fine." As Damion continued to watch, his eyes met with Miriel, and he saw her angered expression. She was upset that they were fighting. All of a sudden, Damion felt like he had been awoken from a deep sleep. He suddenly realized what had happened. Jaedon had been the little voice telling him that everything was okay. He hated himself for a moment for letting himself be deceived. "What a horrid little creature you are." he thought as he shook his head. He turned to Miriel and made up his mind. "I think it is time that we put a stop to this. Do you think that you could stop Neron? I would do it, but Jaedon is a little too far gone for simple talk, and I wouldn't want her to get volatile with you, when I can simply freeze her. And you know Neron better..." His Ice blue eyes were filled with an unreadable emotion, but it was clear that he was displeased.

[»Míríel«]

NEron felt the dark fire grasp him in a spindling hand but that didn't bother him to much, even though it burned a bit and stung it didn't hurt him to much. The black hole that once had been Jaedon had eaten his fire. "Ah, so we will play in the dark eh? All the better." His large form suddenly flipped around in a way that seemed impossible. He was in his true form now, all of his clumsiness was forgotten and lost. He was a different creature now. Muttering under his breath he spun a spell smirked slightly. Fire leaped out of the ground around Jaedon and seemed to grasp for her, reaching for her paws with it's burning fingers.

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"Yes you take care of Jaedon.. Neron is mine." Her green gaze focused on his large and dark form of Neron, which was wheeling in the air toward Jaedon. This was going to get interesting.

[saerwen]

Jaedon felt the heat of the fire before it even came near her. She knew that Neron was going to come after her in some way, but she didn't know how, so when she felt the heat, she wondered if she should move or stay. She did not have the ability to teleport herself places, but she did have the ability of shielding herself with her magic. As she saw the fire leap to life around her Jaedon thought quickly about the best way to deal with this. She created another black hole, but this one surrounded her whole being, so that all of the flames were grabbing for nothing, because the black magic simply made it to where there was nothing, because black magic was nothing. Eventually all of the flames were swallowed by the black. She then lowered her defenses and aimed a stream of ghostly smoke towards Neron, which hit him as he came out of his rather smooth move. "So the little man has skills after all..." she thought to herself. He would never be able to fully comprehend what that green smoke would do to him, because it seemed to harmless. There would be no reason that he would stop it.
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Damion saw the magic that was headed straight for Neron, before he left Miriel's side, he gave a low, "Oh no... That is not good. I can't stop that. Nothing can stop that wicked stuff..." He then ran towards Jaedon.
"Jaedon! Jaedon, you need to stop before someone gets hurt worse than they already have!" He knew that words would not calm her down, but it was a start.
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Jaedon saw that her spell hit the mark and a wickedly pleased feeling rose within her. She knew that the product of her spell would last, not only for this battle, but for any that might come in the future. That wasn't black magic, that was her necrology class paying off right there... Hehehe, what fun this was going to be. Just as she was starting to have fun she heard the voice of someone calling to her, begging for her to cease her fighting. The voice sounded far away, but it was also very near, and it was familiar. Who was that calling out?

[»Míríel«]

Miriel saw the green smoke and echoed Damions "Oh no." This was going wayyyy to far.

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Neron held his breath as son as he saw the green smoke come at him. "What the....." HE wasn't sure what it was and he certainly didn't want to breath in any poison. But he also knew that whatever this was he needed to get out of this quick. Pinning his wings to his side he dove straight down. The cloud of whatever it was was left behind. Just before he hit the ground his wings spread and he landed perfectly and lightly on his feet. The people on the ground would have felt a huge rush of wind, that if you weren't prepared, could knock you off your feet, or paws..

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Miriel saw Neron dive out of the smoke. "At least he had enough sense not to breathe it in." She thought. Then she saw her chance. He was getting on the ground. Bracing herself the impact of the wind felt almost like a wall of bricks being thrown at you. But the feeling soon passed and made her feel a bit dizzy, but ok beyond that. Running forward she grabbed a hole of one of his wing tips and held on tightly to the membrane on his wing. "Neron you listen to me right now!" HEr voice lifted on the wind like a bird and pierced through his thoughts like an arrow. Not because she could use mind powers but because she knew he would recognize her voice, "You stop this right now... You know that if you get hurt I will heal you.. I'm sure you don't want me to have to do that now do you?" She dropped her voice. She could feel him struggling and failed his wing, dragging her across the ground. He wanted to fight he wanted this, but she knew Jaedon and she knew Neron, both of them, if they were allowed to continue, could kill each other or more likely, themselves also. Even though he slung her backward, trying to make her let go she held firm. "You stop that right now Neron"

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Neron heard Miriel calling but his anger blocked her out, her words were like arrows, yes, but when he put his mind to it they just bounced off it like a shield. His eyes focused on Jaedon as he tried to get rid of this pest on his wing. It would hinder his flight.

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Miriel gritted her teeth as she once again was lifted into the air and then brought against he ground. She would have to go to drastic measures if this didn't work.. though she did have one more trick up her sleeve. Hopefully Damion was having better luck than she was.

[saerwen]

Jaedon watched as Neron dodged from her spell, and with a silent curse she saw that there was going to be a rush of air coming from his wings. This was going to be rather inconvenient. As she braced herself she knew that she was probably going to be knocked off of her feet. Right as the air was about to make impact though, Damion stepping front of her, and protected her from the forced air. She was thankful for that, but she knew what the price of staying on her feet would be. It would mean that she would have to stop fighting. She was not quite ready for that to happen, and she was going to do her best to stop Damion.
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Damion could see it in Jaedon's eyes as he turned to face her. She was not going to stop willingly, and she was not going to make it easy for him to stop her. She was going to be obstinate and stubborn to the very end. That was her way, and it was really annoying on more than one occasion.
"Alright Jaedon, you have had your fun but now it is time to call it quits. You need to stop this brash fighting. And I really don't appreciate you manipulating me like that. You took this too far, and it needs to stop now." He was going to start off gently and then get more rough as he went along if he had to.
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Jaedon was in no mood to listen to Damion, and so as he started to talk, she simply walked around him, or at least, she tried. She knew that he was going to make some move to stop her but she had no idea what he was going to do. All of a sudden, she felt wind as cold as ice come swirling around her, the strange thing, was that the breeze had hardly been blowing today, and it was spring. She knew that the cold wind that ruffled her fur was coming from Damion. He was getting angry with her. Fine, that was just fine with her. One more person angry couldn't make this any worse, of that, both of them were sure.
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Damion gave Jaedon a slight warning with the cold wind, and when she kept walking, he knew that warnings would be ridiculous from now on, it was time to start getting rough. He simply put a large ice wall in front of Jaedon as she walked to a more comfortable position so that she could fire at Neron. The ice wall was not very thick, but if was enough to be a hindrance to Jaedon, who did not have the ability to fly. It still provided a good view of Neron, and what was going on with him. Damion could see that Miriel was trying her best to persuade Neron to stop, but Damion had seen her do this enough times to know that it was going to be practically impossible to stop him, just like it was going to be impossible to stop Jaedon.
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Jaedon stopped dead in her tracks when the wall of ice went up in front of her face. She knew that Damion was not going to go easy on her if she kept trying to get her own way, but she did not want to stop. She saw through the ice that Miriel was trying to stop Neron. "Talk about being spoiled-sports. What a group of lousy friends..." She knew that what she was saying was completely wrong, and untrue, but saying it seemed to convince her that it was true, even for a few moments. She took her paw, claws unsheathed, and slashed at the ice, causing it to crack. She was fixing to leap away from Damion's near vacinity, but before she could get there, she felt him crash down on top of her, pinning her to the ground. She got mad again, but Damion really could care less.

[»Míríel«]

Miriel grasped the wing and planted her feet in the ground. This time Neron struggled a bit to lift his wing. "Now listen here buddy." She girtted her teeth. If only she could let go and brushed the dirt from her face or the hair out of her eyes. Oh well, that's what she got for wearing her hair down. HE still wasn't listening and it wasn't long before he ripped his wing out of her hands.


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Neron lowered his face out toward Miriel. His eyes were dilated and in their aggressive form. A red forked tongue flicked out at her."If you don't move right now I will smash you. Don't try that wing stunt again." He could tell that she wasn't going to move at all. "Fine..The hard way then." Rearing back he could fell the fire in his belly growing and filling his throat. This was going to be quite the blast.

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"I wouldn't do that..." Miriel's voice dropped and her head bowed. " Pieri" She looked up, Neron shuddered for a moment as she said his true name. Though it was low enough that the others couldn't hear. "You will not hurt Jaedon...and you must stop this worthless fighting right now. I demand it."

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Neron arched his neck and slithered it close to Miriel so that his nose was right next to her. "I am no longer that dragon you know that. As for you demanding it. You have no right-"

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"No right?! You owe your life to me you bloody serpant." Miriel's eyes flamed brightly. "Don't make me take it back." Her eyes narrowed as she stared straight at him. His eyes lost their dilation and returned to normal.

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A hiss came from his lips. He was in the perfect mood for a fight but he didn't feel like getting one Jaedon's and Miriel's bad side, not a good place to be. He could handle Jaedon, or so he thought, but both of them It would be a loosing battle. With a snort he turned from her and walked away his form slowly shrinking until it was hidden behind some bushes. Then when he reappeared his dragon form was replaced by a human one. Adjusting his black armband around his wrist he glared darkly at Miriel.