The draconic beast stayed where he was watching all of those that were currently gathering, the tigress that was entangled within the tree roots began to speak and make a ruckus causing the large brute to snort out some smoke from his nostrils. He shifted slightly though his eyes caught onto the sight of a small dark vulpine that was looking right in his direction causing the dragon to tilt his head to the side in confusion as another pang of familiarity would flood over him. He stared for a few moments before snarling quietly in an attempt to startle the smaller creature but then there was an uproar and everyone was finally speaking. It was enough to make the draconid brute lift up in interest as the flow of his lava ran much quicker than it had before, he could feel something was about to happen and probably not in the favor of Stryker. A polar bear-like creature rose and spoke though it didn't seem like Ninazu liked that much as she went to try and hit the larger creature, a snort leaving the dragon as he continued to sit there. Here. He could remember them ordering him to stay where he was yet someone else spoke amongst the crowd, a lion with wings, he peeled his lips back into a snarl.
Suddenly, the sight of a winged vixen caught his attention and he stopped snarling as he sat there. Familiar. She was familiar. There was an ache in his chest and the big brute would lift up his talons to brush them against his chest where his heart would be. Why did it hurt? It hurt more than the physical pain that he endured, he could feel his entire body begin to shake as some of his scales chipped away and more lava would flow from where scales used to be. Here. He had to stay where he was but the want to go near the vixen was strong almost like it was pulling him forward, she was lashing out to Stryker with vines but Sojourn had stopped them. It made him angry. Why? Why did it make him angry? There was so much going on yet his gaze was still set on that small vixen. He rose from where he sat as the flow of his lava calmed down enough so it didn't drip on those who were there, he left behind the cage with the Tangler. Forgotten. He had to know why his chest hurt, he just had to find out why. A rumbling growl came from the beast as he burned away at what was left of the vines and stood in front of Aine as he looked down at her with his fiery tail tip swaying to the sides.
The prettiest fox alive. His mind whispered.
Suddenly, the sight of a winged vixen caught his attention and he stopped snarling as he sat there. Familiar. She was familiar. There was an ache in his chest and the big brute would lift up his talons to brush them against his chest where his heart would be. Why did it hurt? It hurt more than the physical pain that he endured, he could feel his entire body begin to shake as some of his scales chipped away and more lava would flow from where scales used to be. Here. He had to stay where he was but the want to go near the vixen was strong almost like it was pulling him forward, she was lashing out to Stryker with vines but Sojourn had stopped them. It made him angry. Why? Why did it make him angry? There was so much going on yet his gaze was still set on that small vixen. He rose from where he sat as the flow of his lava calmed down enough so it didn't drip on those who were there, he left behind the cage with the Tangler. Forgotten. He had to know why his chest hurt, he just had to find out why. A rumbling growl came from the beast as he burned away at what was left of the vines and stood in front of Aine as he looked down at her with his fiery tail tip swaying to the sides.
The prettiest fox alive. His mind whispered.