When the other dragon was finished, Elenor sighed. "And that's what I feel. Every single day of my life."

She rolled onto her feet. "I'm... sorry," she said, noticing the other dragon was bleeding. "That's just what I was born to do. To hurt others. Maybe you were too." Understanding shone in her eyes. "That would seem logical."

She was unsure of what to do now. There was nothing left to say. And Kona would surely dismiss her after running off just to spare this dragon's life. Definitely. Tsun would probably be angry with her too. That's all people seemed to feel towards her.

You're always wallowing in self-pity, she thought angrily to herself. Get over it.

Someday, she thought wistfully. Someday I will, when I'll make things work.

She definitely wasn't going to kill this dragon now. She appeared to be just like Elenor - trained to kill. She would kill no such dragon who'd had to do the things she had done herself.

(this is getting intense!)

"It's fine I'm ok..." she winced, "Your friend will be angry for sparing me, won't she?" Cesura remembered the angry, red, spitting fireball of a dragoness.

The snow around cesura was as red as her underscales and her vision was getting fuzzy. She half crouched, her legs unable to fully sustain her weight. Her breathing was getting more ragged by the second. Cesura gritted her teeth and tried to stand up and walk in the direction of the other dragoness but she fell back to the ground.

(she isn't unconscious just really weak... and maybe just a bit loopy from blood-loss xd. She has never had a full-on fight like this before, just under-handed assassinations >.<)

"Yes. Yes I will." Ember spoke from behind them, glaring daggers, her wings folded neatly, chest out, and a cross expression on her snout.

(OO bet you didn't expect that one xD also I love your description of her Fluffn)

(Ah - sorry about that. Elenor get's preeetty focused when she's trying to kill someone :/)

"Oh!" Elenor gasped, lunging forward and crouching at the dragoness' side. One of the lesser things she was prepared for was when the dragon you were guarding's life was at stake and you were the only one to deal with it.

Blood - lot's of blood. She had a vague sense of it being cold, so the other dragon must be freezing - but the blood loss was more important. She grabbed the dragon's cloak and pressed it to her bleeding side. She then slung the dragon's wing over her shoulders, struggling slightly with the weight but glad for the strength behind her small build.

"Let's go and find you a doctor, okay?" she said through gritted teeth, leading the dragoness along to the bridge to the city.

(no I honestly didn't!)

"Speak of the devil.." Cesura said, giggling in an odd way before trailing off. She once again attempted to pull herself to her feet but failed and sagged onto the ground, her tail repeatedly sweeping a wide arc in the snow.

(Ahh. M'kay, yeah, didn't see that one coming xD)

Elenor jumped, almost dropping the injured dragoness.

"Kona, she needs help," Elenor said, looking at the newly arrived dragoness. "She's not a threat anymore, it's okay."

Oh, Kona was going to be really annoyed.

(oh sorry I was typing when u posted!)

Cesura follows along her head hung low.

(once again I was typing >.<)

(I know, I keep on doing that, it's hilarious xDD)

"Reeally," she drawled, stalking in a slow circle around them. The smell of blood was fresh in her flaring nostrils. "You were going off to kill her. Why the change of heart? Why not have her here, now, while you can?"