A Hunt Begins-Destination looming-Fate sealed-

Aaron watches the werwolf appear. He mentally winces knowing this will be a bad fight. The werewolf curls a lip in a sneer as he looks at the Dorsal dragon. The werewolf rushes Rilos and leaps into the air. Ttrying to sink claws and fangs into the dragons hide. A loud menacing growl comes form the creatures muzzle. The creature was made to fight. Aaron watchs the combatants collide. All the others in the cage move jockying for a good view of the fight.

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When you first lok at him, he is a lump. A big lump of grass and plants. Almost hill like, if not for the breathing. This grass dragon had been laying still for ages, wondering what was to happen. HE soaked up the sun and breathed lightly. Maybe, he would move. If others were near him.

He had seen the forest and was laying where an open spot of light was skimming through. His thoughts went out to the trees. The plants and all living life. He was a nature lover.

However, The grass dragon, known as Razhaleh, seemed shy and unwiling to see who is going to come. He hated anything. who wanted to kill him. Sighing, he went into a soft sleep, his hears sharp for any noise.

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The bat-like wings beat heavily against the wind as Creon, the bat dragon, made his way further. His ice blue fur stuck out against the sky, he stuck out period, he was a bat dragon for god's sake. His tail hovered behind him, keeping him leveled as he continued on. There was a high price placed on his head, for a at dragon was rare in its own right... And he was blue... Most were black or grey... Hardly any were blue.
No matter, Creon had escaped men before, if captured he would do it again... Or so he hoped... e just wished to find some dragons or something that could help him... He was tired from his long perilous flight.
He opened his mouth and let loose a bat screech. True, he could see, but the screech acted like another set of eyes, so he usually used both.
Creon flapped his wings again, he was sure he was far enough away now, so he decided to merely glide.

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As Rilos saw the werewolf lauch itself at him, his eyes widened, the air shooting out of him as they collided. He fell to the ground fast, his legs skittering across the soil.

"Ouch, this guy's fast!"

He thought to himself, backing away whilst lowering his horns. His tail swished against a tree, and he twitched his head up to it, looking for a safe branch to hold him out of harms way. Nothing, just flimsy twigs. To buy himself some time, he leapt for the cage once again, pushing his sails down into a half-flap to reach the roof. As he leapt, a shrill cry ripped through the trees. To Rilos' finely tuned ears it was like a scream, and his closed his eyes in pain, crashing against the cage as he missed the roof. He fell feebly to the ground, one wing outstretched from mid-flight, the other folded higher above his body. He groaned quietly. This was not going well.

((Rilos is a pretty pathetic fighter, as he's not very agile in the air, and relatively young. You might have guessed.... XD))

The werewolf smiles and wraps its large furry arms around Rilos' back flattening the dragons wings to its sides. Hefting the dragon the werwolf head to an empty cage. The leosuars roar and throw themselves against the bar unable to breath fire they could do nothing while trapped in their prisons. They watch hoping rilos will get free somehow before it is to late. They turn there heads at the screeching sound. Aaron and the others roar in return telling whoever screeched to stay away.

The caravan master was getting angery with all the interuptions he yells at the groups to get the caravan moving while having a group stay behind to get the dorsal dragon in a cage. He wanted to be at the city by night fall. He wanted his catches in cages in the arena by tomorrow. With all the attacks he didn't know when he would get there which would mean the prices for these dragons would drop and he hated loosing money. Cracking a whip he moves the caravan on through the woods heading north to a mountain pass.

(poor rilos)

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Feeling strong, vice-like arms wrap around him, Rilos shrieked in terror- he couldn't help it. Writhing like an eel, he struggled to free himself from the werewolf, pushing at his wing flaps to open and battering the werewolf with his tail. As he saw a looming cage before him, he furiously tried to escape, remembering the soft touch of the wind on his wings and the ground beneath his feet. He hardly heard the dragons around him trying to escape prisons of their own as he half-pushed himself out of the werewolf's grasp, his back end wriggling wildly as his front paws scraped the ground. He felt his tail connect with something solid, and drew it back again to hammer at the same place. Those slave-dealers woudn't catch him without sustaining some bruises today.

Aaron throws himself at the bars wanting to get out and help the other dragon. The bar would not budge made specially for dragons. Oh no not another one! Let him escape! he thinks as he continuies to throw himself at the bars.

The werewolf stumbles and falls on Rilos when the dragons tail hits the werewolf's leg. Growling the werewolf tries to get back up on his feet before Rilos can get his feet to find purchase. the humans try to get there hands on Rilos too.

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OoC: I know this is odd but is there any way we can conjure up a plan to also get Creon captured...

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((Well, I suppose it's one way of getting him really involved in the plot!))

The air shot out of him once again, like before, as the heavy body of the werewolf fell onto him, crushing him flat against the ground. He pushed at the ground with his feet, as he was facing away from the werewolf, towards the ground. His head snaked past the werewolf's legs, one horn scraping along it's hairy leg. He hissed as he saw feet moving towards him, booted feet, and the ends of long sword sheaths bumping along armoured legs. Hands pulled at his neck, capturing him further, and he shivered involuntarily at the touch. He couldn't move, pinned to the ground like he was.

(okies i can get Creon noticed Smile

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As the werewolf struggles with Rilos on of the guards who was told to stay. Looking around to make sure no one else interferes. He does a double take at a hollow in a tree where somwthing light blue was peeking out. Snapping his fingures he points to the tree. Two workers nod and sneek up to the tree with a coil of rope and a net. Moving around the tree they begin to climb up opposite side of the hollow. Both peek in and see a light blue bat dragon. Bith smiling they rub there hands and grab onto Creon.

The werewolf and the guards all lift as one and haul Rilos ionto the cage. They all scramble out of the cage as they slam the door locking it. The werewolf walks around and looks at Rilos through the bars. it smiles pulling back furry lips. It ignores the large gash in its leg from Rilos' horn. It was like it was a berserker where it ignored pain and would continue to fight till it died.

Aaron gives up and sldes down the bars with a sigh. The others curl up next to him to give him comfort. Their way of giving hugs was through being together. Looking out the bars he sees small shacks lining the path here and there. They where coming to the city the caravan master was talking about. Aaron curses mentally.

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((Than you.))
After successfully throwing Creon in the cage the men went to their designated areas.
Creon looked around. So much for keeping safe and out of harms way. He curled his wave-like tail around him and held on to the top of the cage, using his feet to hang and wrapping himself in a coccoon with his wings. Why did he have to have the unordinary color...He owuldn't be worth the trouble then now would he? No, most certainly not. Curse his parents genes.
He held himself still as the cages seemed to rattle around on the bumpy road. His black eyes were now closed as he began to formulate a plan of escape.

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As Rilos crashed into the cage, free from the crushing weight of the werewolf, he ripped his sails out to full length- or as far as they would go in the cage, banging the bars with his wingtips. He tried to launch himself at the laughing monster, snarling and snapping through the bars in anger. Twisting around and around, he followed the paths of the werewolf and other humans around him, glaring at his captors as they passed wide around his cage. He lay down as the cage rocked in an unfamiliar motion, taking him and his fellow dragons closer to...Well, whereever they were going.

Unknown to Rilos and Creon but they are now sharing the same cage. Hollers from outside the cage as it lurches into rolling. Still in view of Rilos the werewolf slides a sword he didn't have earlier into a sheath. Watching Rilos as he body shifts the fur receding into tan flesh. Wolven face melting into human. Yet the eyes where still the same...preditory. Licking his lips he stalks off. The cage and grouop move fast to catch up to the rest of the caravan. After a while they too pass the small shackes that dot the path.

Aaron feels the cages stop. Looking up they are in a viilage town square people begind leeking out of everywhere. All seem to be afraind. Of them or those who captured them he didn't know. Mother hold there children afraid of what the dragns would do to them.

Aaron presses his head tot he bar looking at where they had come from. He sees the cage with Creon and rilos in it. Sighing as he hears and sees the other dragons as they put the caged wagon into its place in line.

Aaron looks at the village seeing that it is surropunded by large crages and the only other way out was through a mountain pass. Settling down he listens to the humans as they walk past the cages.

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Apple shook his head, unable to wait any longer for the reply of the skywing dragon. His pastel green body raced down the grassy hills, beach sands. He soon sneered as the scent of humans reached his nostrils, he was heading towards a village. His whole body raced through stalls, markets, buildings and even houses while humans cried, screamed and yelled in anger. Voices came from the humans to secure the dragon, so several men raced at him with swords and pitchforks. Some with nets, chains and ropes...

The green dragon soon ran directly into a net as it suddenly pulled infront of him. He let out a loud ear piercing screech and wriggled around pathetically at this. Men had to hold their ears at the loud cry.

Apple wasn't going to get held back by a couple of ropes or strings...

The larged green body soon managed to rip the net with his body, teeth and claws. He began racing away once more...

His neon eyes soon caught trace of the moving prison cells of dragon captives and at the same time he notified himself /danger! at 12:00!/

His whole body sprung towards the metal cells while his sliver tail whacked pathetically to the bars, he wasn't going to let mankind do this to his kind.

Rilos sent an angry snarl in the werewolf's direction as it admired it's catch, baring his teeth, even though he was terrified of what would happen to him. Where were they going? As they travelled on through the land, Rilos was lulled into an uneasy sleep by the motion of the cage, only awakening with a start when the cage jolted to a halt, in the middle of a village where scared children clung to their mothers skirts, and men stood aware at the fridges of the square, holding various tools they had forgotten to drop as they ran from their workplaces. Lifting his head, Rilos looked around, his scarlet eyes gleaming as he noted the few escape routes mentally.

As humans closed in on the cages, crowding around to admire the fine specimens that the hunters had caught, out of the flicker of one eye Rilos caught sight of a green dragon pummelling it's way towards the cages that the dragons were trapped in, he became hopeful of escape, watching the dragon tear it's way through a net and slapping at the bars of a cage with it's tail. Rising onto he legs, Rilos called,

"Beware the wolf-man, he's armed!"

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"Wolf man? Well thats new!" Apple shouted back before putting his jaws around the bars of Rilos trying to rip it out, but unfortunetelly he wasn't that strong enough. Violently his tail wiped around making men with their weapons back off.

Aaron and the other leosuars thro themselves ont he bars again makig the cage rock on its wheels. Women and children scatter as men pick up what ever weapon they can and race to help. The guards and caravan workers try to keep Aaron's cge from rolling onto its side.

The werewolf from earilier shifts again his body once agan covered in fur and he was joined by another one. The two werewolves learned from fighting with Rilos. One leaps onto Apples tail and digs claws and teeth into it as the other ones moves around the back of the cage keeping out of sight. The first one holds on for what ever ride it was going to get as the secodn one crawls under the cart waiting for Apple to be distracted and expose his neck.

Aaron watches in horror and tries to warn Apple of the danger, but may not be heard over the clamour of people.

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Apple screeched a blood curling high screech as the werewolf bit into his tail. He viscously whipped his tail around, at builings, the bars and whatever else he could find to try and get the were wolf off his tail like he was nothing but a pest or a fly.

"So there is a wolf man..." he soon growled to himself and couldn't hear what Aaron was saying. His neon eyes looked to his tail as he wiped it around, focusing on getting the werewolf.

The second werewolf leaps out from under the cage and bear hugs apples neck sticking claws and teeth into the dragons scales. The werewolf hugs tight trying to constrict air flow so Apple would pass out. Some of the caravaners find nets and throw them over Apple so that was he can not fly away. People scatter and women scream and children cry as buildings crumble. The caravan master seeing that it would not be wise to stay gets the caravan rolling leaving an empty cage and a group behind to capture Apple.

Rilos watched the unfolding chaos through the bars of his cage, frustrated that he couldn't escape to aid the ailing dragon. His tail whipped at the bars nearest to him as the train of cages started to move away, throwing his ungainly head against the bars in front of him and making him see stars for a moment or two, the world going shiny silver and opaque before returning to normal as the carts turned a corner of the road, making him loose sight of the market square and the green dragon that had been trapped by werewolves and nets. He turned away from the bars, noticing only now that his cage was occupied not only by himself.

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Apple growled and shrieked, trying to get the werewolf off his neck, bu there was further problems... more then one net was on him while the two wolfmen bit at his neck and tail. Blood poured out of each end and at the same time he lost energy. He rapidly swung his head and neck around trying to get the were wolf off him but it didn't work. Air was hard to get both in him and out of him, soon Apple was gasping for some breathes of air. But he just couldn't, the werewolf's grip was just too tight for him too. He swung his neck at a nearby building to try and get the were wolf off while his tail danced violently at the people. His neck then fell to the ground, along with his body. Dust arised in the air at the heavy pressure of the dragon.

The two werewolves keep their holds on Apple as the others grab net and whatever appendage was not in the net up and drag Apple onto the waiting cage. All humans let go of the net leaving it in the cage knowing they had plant more. The first werewolf lets go of Apples tail and stands outside the cage at the door. The second who still had a hold of Apple's neck gets his feet under him before letting go and leaping out of the cage. The first werewolf slams the door and locks it. All rubbing slowly appearing bruises and cleaning up cuts. They move out to catch up to the rest of the caravan.

Aaron sighs and slides down the bar of the cage all pressing against him like before. They give them as much of their supposrt they can. Aaron sees Rilos and Creon's cage and roars out to them hoping for a responce.

The caravaners look at Aaron a hint of fear in their eyes. The caravan rolls down the path lined by rock walls. The rock wall chuet leads them up hill as the sun begins to set behind the mountains.

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Ooc: Lol I am going to get Soliera out, she be able to help other escape, unlike my mint dragon which only seems to have a minty fresh breathe. XD

Bic:
Apple lay in the cage motionlessly except for his tail which still flickered around while he was in his uncounious sleep. Soon his neon green eyes opened while he let out a growl, afterwards he got onto his fours while shaking of the nets which were still on him. At that he let out a loud ear piercing screech, for both horror and freedom. At this men coverd their ears while some daring enough, whipped him to shutup. But he continued and bit onto on which had hit him, with that he growled and pulled it from the human. More whipped at him for he had realeased them from holding their ears. He dropped the whip in the centre of his cage for none to reach then started screeching again while his eyes turned sliver.

The sound of a roaring dragon met Rilos ears, and he swivelled his head to look at the cage that the dragon had been trapped in- a hansome beast of a glimmering shade of brozed gold. He returned a roar, now that they were trapped and in the same situation, there was no use for rivalry and the guarding of territories. He crouched to the floor as the caravan train rocked over stony ground, looking curiously at the male and the other dragons that surrounded him.

(more the merrier)

Apples cage hurries to catch up to the rest of the caravan knowing it would not be able to defend itself alone. The cage jostles back and forth on it bent metal shocks. When Apple was screeching the wolves howl, some of those who appear humans join in. Some of there eyes faid to wolf's gold as they look at the spearmint dragon. Some even chuckle darkly. One says to another not thiking Apple may hear. "This one will be interesting to watch in the Arena."

Aaron nods to Rilos and calls. "I am....," he looks to the others around him and sighs. "I am Aaron of the Leosuar clan. We where attacked a few nights ago and we where taken. I am sorry that you where taken." The other leosuars look at Aaron some shaking there twany heads. He knew by giving another name he dishonored his clan but he needed to keep his identity secret. He knew over time they would understand his actions.

The wall lined path opens up to a sprawling city. The wheeled cages rumble over cobbled streets as a collusium like structure looms ahead of them. People along the street point and talk behind their hands as the caravans passing.

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