A white dragon with straight silver horns crawls down a tree. He grasps his claws around the trunk and digs into the bark. A rather dark dragon comes up behind him.
"Clavis, what the hell are you doing? We have go before they spot us!" He barks, curling his lip back.
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Clavis jumps and lands on the grass below him. He glances up at the other dragon and gives him a toothy grin.
"Ah! My beloved Oxnar. What. Brings you hear today? The humans don't mind our existence here. Did you forget?" He purrs, curling his tail around his.
Oxnar is a brute force of black and gray. His underbelly is gray as well as underneath his tail. He has these powerful and intimidating blue eyes. They are like the blue fire you see on your gas stove but much deeper. His thick black scales help him camouflage at night. Oxnar's height is a little shorter than Clavis's due to his legs. Hence his name, he has horns like an ox.
Oxnar growls and glares back at the slender and lean built dragon. He tightens his tail around his and turns his head. "You act like I don't know that. I'm talking about those damn guards they have. You know, law enforcement. If they see us, we're good as dead" he sighs looking down at the ground.
Clavis snorts and nuzzles his short snout. "Oh you worry too much, darling. Besides, we're dragons after all. Whether it be snarky comments with honeyed words or strength and dominance, we're still dragons. We can find our ways around them. After all we are much smarter" he says, winking at him.
Oxnar unfurls his wings and stretches them out. He looks over at his lover and rolls his eyes. "Whatever. I'm going out for a fly. Do...you want to come along? Maybe steal a farmers cow or something?" He says shyly.
Clavis chuckles. His pale green eyes glisten and he opens his wings suddenly. "Why of course! I haven't eaten in...three hours or whatever the fleshed ones say" he mumbles in annoyance.
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Oxnar closes his eyes as the wind brushes against his face. He opens his eyes and swiftly turns his head up to see Clavis soaring above him. He rolls his eyes and Clavis howls with laughter.
He laughs to himself. Just think I met this quirky weirdo a few sundowns ago. It feels as though I might not be alone like I was at High Stone. I could never find a female...I guess this was meant to be. I'm alright with it though. Better yet I'm happy. Happy as I should be.
Calvis soars ahead of him and spins his body throughout the air. He does it three minutes later and shakes his head. "Remind me not to do that blasphemy again! My head is spinning" he shouts back.
Oxnar laughs and beats his wings, speeding himself up. He flys ahead and looks into the sky. Shades of pink stretch across the sky. Hints of orange layer it and the cold breeze of air causes him to shiver. "This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen" he whispers in awe.
Clavis lowers himself and slows down. "Is it as beautiful as me?" He teases him.
Oxnar frowns. He pauses for a moment then snorts. "Yes actually. It doesn't talk back. It doesn't talk at all" he snickers.
Clavis gasps and frowns at him. "How could you say that? How could you say such terrible words to me. I used to swoon and cry over you. Now this? Hmph. How rude."
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Oxnar carries a pig in his mouth and Calvis drags a sheep next to him. Their faces stained in blood but their bodies not tiring from the short battle.
Clavis huffs and struts over to a tree. Oxnar follows him, carrying the slain pig in between his jaws.
They nestle themselves underneath the tree and rip into their meals. Clavis purrs in delight then snorts in disgust. "This wrecked sheep has too much wool!"
Oxnar nibbles in the pigs stomach and pauses. He looks up to see Clavis trying to tower over him. He contorts his face and Oxnar frowns. "Yes?" He hesitants then sighs "Would you like for me to share my kill with you?" He snorts. Clavis smiles and leaps into the air with joy. "Ah! I thought you'd never ask. Why of course!" He muses.
Clavis rips into the pig's throat and purrs. "The meat is so flavorful! Do you remember that fleshed one I mentioned? What was their name...oh! Clara I think. She told us some of her people cook their meat" he asks, chewing on the meat. "Oh yeah...they make bacon and ham. They also cook the pig in a weird way. I think they gut it and smoke it" Oxnar replies, crunching on a bone.
"Ah yes that. It doesn't look quite bad actually. Cooking the meat gives it a flavor the fleshed ones enjoy. Maybe we should try it soon?" Clavis asks. The white dragon pauses for a moment and laughs. "Clara showed me these books. They have something to do with these things called...vampires. They're quite odd if you ask me. I don't know how other fleshed ones enjoy these works of literature. This work in particular has a blond one. I don't know how they are infatuated with him. He's so weird" he growls.
Oxnar glances up at him and laughs. "So...what about him?" He asks, eyeing him. Clavis stands up and grins. "Doesn't matter anymore. Our relationship is much better in my opinion that is. He's a what they call, a brat. I could take him down any day! Undead fleshed ones are week compared to us!" He says triumphantly.
"Stop it you, dolt. You're thinking too much into it. It's just a story. He's not real" Oxnar frowns.
Clavis rolls his eyes. "Well, we're not real to him. So there!" He snorts, sticking his tongue out. Oxnar places his talon to his face and groans. "Whatever. Are you finished?" He asks, peeking up at him.
Clavis wrinkles his snout and curles his tail around his. "Yes. Let us take the remains back to the forest. I still think our relationship is much better" he snarls. He turns his head to Oxnar and gives him a toothy grin. "Spite my nonsense ramblings. I love you" he nuzzles him.
Oxnar narrows his eyes. "I know. Just stop getting worked up over humans and creatures."
