The Huntress and Her Prey
She waited, looking out over the pond between bushes. She knew it would come again, the dragon always stopped here to take a sip before going off to where ever it was that dragons fly to. She kept herself still as the whoosh of leathery wings stirred the otherwise calm air.
It was there, a small blue dragon with barely any spikes as of yet. A male from what she could tell, the three horn crowned on his head showed her so. The small beach was wide enough for him to sit on as he lowered his head for the drink.
The huntress poised herself for the pounce, waiting for the right moment. The dragon's musk filled her nostrils, turning her stomach. She held in her growl as she crept closer. He moved a bit, perhaps sensing her presence, or just getting a better tongue full of water, either way, time was up. She leaped from her hiding place, aiming true for his shoulders where the spikes had not yet grown in.
"What is this?" He roared as he reared back from the pond, unable to move around on the small beach. He spread his wings and crouched to lift off the ground, but the huntress was one step ahead of him. With his wings spread he was a better target. She detracted her claws and let them rip through the thin membrane as she slid down the left side. Quickly she rushed into the brush, hiding herself from his stomping feet.
He screamed as the blood from his wing rained down around her. Carefully he folded it back in and turned around, looking for his attacker. She hid, letting her striped body conceal her. He opened his maw and aimed at where she had rushed into the foliage.
Dashing to her right, she was able to dodge the cone of cold being blasted where she had once stood. The trees and bushes now frozen solid with ice. She winced at their pain, before moving farther right around the clearing. The wing's blood dripping made a crinsom circle around him as he tisted back and forth searching for her.
"Where are you?" He screamed. "I will find you!" The huntress rolled her eyes at the comment she heard every time, and every time they did find her and they regretted it.
She eyed his soft spot, the loose scale on his neck. She crawled low to the ground, creeping up behind him as he searched the frozen timbers for what he thought he would find. His tail whipped back and forth, she had to leap away before the spikes on it impaled her. The movement caught his eye and he twisted around, his neck still protected.
"What is this?" He asked eyeing her cautiously. "A forbidden experiment of tiger and human?" He stated commenting on her hybrid from.
She did not answer but leaped up to his right wing to dig in her claws. He roared and snapped his powerful jaws at her. Just missing her ear as it flattened against her head. She used her claws to grip him and climb up his body. It was harder to climb the scales as they were polished and smooth. With effort she reached up to his head. There she let herself slide down, letting gravity take her to the front of his neck. The momentum allowed her to rip away the loose scale with her right hand claws, and with a quick lash out with her left she dug into the flesh, releasing his lifeblood into the pool.
Dropping down she went to escape but his talons trapped her, he pushed her onto her back and his clawed foot kept her trapped as if she were in a barred cage. The blood flowed freely from his neck and with each movement, she could see his life leaking away.
His body dropped to the ground as he kept her captured. He struggled to keep his strength but death was taking him. He rolled over on his side, entering into the pond he visited so often. There would be his grave.
The huntress rose to her feet, soaked in her prey's blood and looked over at the corpse she had defeated. She smiled.
It was there, a small blue dragon with barely any spikes as of yet. A male from what she could tell, the three horn crowned on his head showed her so. The small beach was wide enough for him to sit on as he lowered his head for the drink.
The huntress poised herself for the pounce, waiting for the right moment. The dragon's musk filled her nostrils, turning her stomach. She held in her growl as she crept closer. He moved a bit, perhaps sensing her presence, or just getting a better tongue full of water, either way, time was up. She leaped from her hiding place, aiming true for his shoulders where the spikes had not yet grown in.
"What is this?" He roared as he reared back from the pond, unable to move around on the small beach. He spread his wings and crouched to lift off the ground, but the huntress was one step ahead of him. With his wings spread he was a better target. She detracted her claws and let them rip through the thin membrane as she slid down the left side. Quickly she rushed into the brush, hiding herself from his stomping feet.
He screamed as the blood from his wing rained down around her. Carefully he folded it back in and turned around, looking for his attacker. She hid, letting her striped body conceal her. He opened his maw and aimed at where she had rushed into the foliage.
Dashing to her right, she was able to dodge the cone of cold being blasted where she had once stood. The trees and bushes now frozen solid with ice. She winced at their pain, before moving farther right around the clearing. The wing's blood dripping made a crinsom circle around him as he tisted back and forth searching for her.
"Where are you?" He screamed. "I will find you!" The huntress rolled her eyes at the comment she heard every time, and every time they did find her and they regretted it.
She eyed his soft spot, the loose scale on his neck. She crawled low to the ground, creeping up behind him as he searched the frozen timbers for what he thought he would find. His tail whipped back and forth, she had to leap away before the spikes on it impaled her. The movement caught his eye and he twisted around, his neck still protected.
"What is this?" He asked eyeing her cautiously. "A forbidden experiment of tiger and human?" He stated commenting on her hybrid from.
She did not answer but leaped up to his right wing to dig in her claws. He roared and snapped his powerful jaws at her. Just missing her ear as it flattened against her head. She used her claws to grip him and climb up his body. It was harder to climb the scales as they were polished and smooth. With effort she reached up to his head. There she let herself slide down, letting gravity take her to the front of his neck. The momentum allowed her to rip away the loose scale with her right hand claws, and with a quick lash out with her left she dug into the flesh, releasing his lifeblood into the pool.
Dropping down she went to escape but his talons trapped her, he pushed her onto her back and his clawed foot kept her trapped as if she were in a barred cage. The blood flowed freely from his neck and with each movement, she could see his life leaking away.
His body dropped to the ground as he kept her captured. He struggled to keep his strength but death was taking him. He rolled over on his side, entering into the pond he visited so often. There would be his grave.
The huntress rose to her feet, soaked in her prey's blood and looked over at the corpse she had defeated. She smiled.
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