12-03-2020, 11:45 PM
They were still fighting but that didn't matter to the draconid beast as he loomed over Aine with his molten eyes fixated onto her, everything buzzed and went silent as the brute tried to grasp for words. He opened his jaws momentarily only to close them once more watching from the corner of his eye realizing that more of them began to fight against Ninazu yet he didn't care. The beast was supposed to protect and guard them like a silent sentry but here he was standing in front of the small vixen before him. She had been preparing another attack until she glanced up to see him and acknowledge him, plumes of smoke leaving his nostrils as a soft growl left his jaws. The small vixen began to say something but he couldn't quite hear her well, he figured that he might as well lower himself just as he had done before when Stryker had promised him that all the pain would stop. Once he lowered himself down to the ground despite the fact that he had just became a vulnerable and easier target to attack, the draconid beast didn't seem to care as his chin touched the ground with a huff leaving him. He would listen closely to text and catch what she had said. The pain in his chest subsiding and all he could hear was a loud thump thump within that chasm of his, heart barely murmuring.
"Ry?"
His eyes squinted for a moment before they widened slowly, it was a name but whose name was it? Was it his own? He was unsure but it brought him closer until his heavily scaled cheek touched the earth, he then realized that she was crying and the pain returned in his chest. A frown on his maw as he reached out with a large talon in an attempt to wipe away the tears that were leaving her eyes. He was thoroughly puzzled by these feelings then that vulpine he had looked at when they first arrived spoke another name. Trygve. He moved away his talon and lifted his head, he stood once more on all his legs. The ache in his chest growing worse as he looked away from the small vixen that was in front of him. Why was he hurting so much? Stryker promised he wouldn't feel the pain anymore. His talons dug into the ground. Stryker. The beasts lips peeled back as a loud growl was drawn from his throat and his own form of "tears" began to pour from his own eyes, the lava dripping on the ground away from Aine. Trygve... His head hissed.
His movements were hesitant but the words that lingered on his tongue demanded to be said, the lava flow calmed down once more as he parted his jaws to speak as he looked at the small vixen that was in front of him. His voice gruff, dry almost as he spoke these three words "JE T'AIME, AINE..." Trygve closed his jaws and offered the best smile he could as a monstrous dragon, he had an identity now and he could clearly recall the Pittian that he had met that fateful day and fallen in love with.
"Ry?"
His eyes squinted for a moment before they widened slowly, it was a name but whose name was it? Was it his own? He was unsure but it brought him closer until his heavily scaled cheek touched the earth, he then realized that she was crying and the pain returned in his chest. A frown on his maw as he reached out with a large talon in an attempt to wipe away the tears that were leaving her eyes. He was thoroughly puzzled by these feelings then that vulpine he had looked at when they first arrived spoke another name. Trygve. He moved away his talon and lifted his head, he stood once more on all his legs. The ache in his chest growing worse as he looked away from the small vixen that was in front of him. Why was he hurting so much? Stryker promised he wouldn't feel the pain anymore. His talons dug into the ground. Stryker. The beasts lips peeled back as a loud growl was drawn from his throat and his own form of "tears" began to pour from his own eyes, the lava dripping on the ground away from Aine. Trygve... His head hissed.
His movements were hesitant but the words that lingered on his tongue demanded to be said, the lava flow calmed down once more as he parted his jaws to speak as he looked at the small vixen that was in front of him. His voice gruff, dry almost as he spoke these three words "JE T'AIME, AINE..." Trygve closed his jaws and offered the best smile he could as a monstrous dragon, he had an identity now and he could clearly recall the Pittian that he had met that fateful day and fallen in love with.