Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-39791808-20191017114648/@comment-31296352-20191023032310

Maxon’s eyes widened when the Bat outstretched her wings. Guessing what was coming, he quickly spun back behind the tree, using it to shield himself from the gust. He then nocked yet another arrow and waited for a break in the wind.

Caelia raised an eyebrow and smirked at the onrushing Wolves. Waiting until the last moment, she flapped her wings once, sending her ten feet straight up; resulting in the Werewolves dog-piling each other and collapsing in a pile of furry bodies right where she just stood.

She then gently lowered herself and landed on top of the pile of Werewolves, toothy grin plain on her face.

“Umm, you girls do know that I have all the advantages right? I mean, I’m a dragon; a ‘lesser’ dragon mind you but still a dragon! So why don’t you all just scamper off and hunt for men elsewhere, hmm? That way, I can finish this job and be with my lover.” She stated plainly, though putting some romantic flare on the word ‘lover’.

“If you don’t…..I may have to get rather……forceful.” She threatened.