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Loki strolled through the woods, examining a jar of honey he had sampled from a wild bee's nest. In his bordem he always liked to learn some new things. He sat down by a tree, opening the bottle to put some on his finger. The smell was strong, he smiled lightly. It wouldn't hurt to taste some. Though, he didn't hear the ruffle of leaves not far from him.

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The leaves rustled again as a weight was rested upon them, a large animal walking through the trees. After a while the sound stopped and silence spread before just above him a branch groaned as something passed over it. Two off coloured eyes peered out of the thick leaves, it’s body as dark as night though it was impossible to see it’s form through the leafy curtain it crouched behind though from the size of it’s eyes along one could tell this beast was quite large.

She pulled her head back when he moved again, her teeth unsheathed though she re sheathed them as he spoke. Her ears wiggled lightly when he offered the honey again, honey and pinecones were her favourite treats since she was just a hatchling. The dragon scooted a bit lower on the tree, her head tilted slightly as she looked from him to the honey before licking some more up, the purr rumbling again.

Loki held the honey jar carefully as the dragon licked it up. He watched the dragon, smiling.. it was such a beautiful beast.. though he could not tell if it was female or male. Its scales were pitch black.. two.. discolored yet shining eyes.. He could see some scars through the blue one. He had read on dragons before, and wondered.. he was of magic.. maybe he could speak the dragon voice? He closed his eyes, thinking aloud in his head.

Hello.. whats your name? 

The dragon jumped slightly when his voice spoke in her head, her claws raking the tree a bit as she tensed up, her pupils slitting. She huffed softly, her off coloured gaze shifting back to him as she licked a bit of honey off her nose “I am called Fira” she thought back “if ye speak aloud I can understand ye, I can’t reply that way though”

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The fog was heavy that morning, the sun barely working through and casting a soft light across the land and sea. On the cliffs by the vast ocean side a black form perched at the edge, the sea…

The dragon’s eyes widened when the girl’s hand touched her nose, her sore muscles stiffening up as her pupils slit a bit thinner. Her ears flatten back as she pulled her head back as much as she could, a loud hiss sounding through her teeth. Fira’s off coloured gaze moved to the dagger and she froze before thrashing a bit, not wanting to be gutted like a deer.

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Twisted Disney Princesses

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Artwork by Jeffery Thomas 

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Fira was closing in on the girl’s hiding spot when suddenly a mouse scurried by. She furrows her brow and looked over the bush to find no one there, surely the mouse was not the source of the scream? Her nostrils flared as she took a deep breath in, the scent here was unmistakenly human but the human scent had to leave a trail. However there was a scent just as strong as human in this small area and that was Mouse. The Night Fury flicks her ears back, furrowing her brow in confusion before she looked to where the mouse had scurried and walked after it.

The small, primitive beast scurries back the way she came, knows just as well where the entrance to the clearing was. Hopefully the large beast that she had seen wasn’t following her and she didn’t bother looking back to check it either. Taru darted into a nearly bush, passing through it before giving a quick look around the area before she was shifting back to her human form. Her clothes was still against her skin, as well as all the items she had. That should do it. A smile came onto her lips and she stood up, stretching before starting her walk away, confident she wasn’t being followed.

Suddenly the sound of rustling leaves could be heard from behind her followed by a deep growl as the dragon approached, her large paws spreading her weight on the ground.

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I spotted the dragon and sneaked up behind it with a large net.

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Fira turned to face him and scowls, the back of her throat glowing before she fired a plasma blast at him.

Whats your name anyway?

The fury scowls “Fira, not that ye need t’ know” she replied.

I’m Bryan by the way.

She huffs “I didn’t ask” the dragon replied sharply, rolling her shoulders back.

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The fog was heavy that morning, the sun barely working through and casting a soft light across the land and sea. On the cliffs by the vast ocean side a black form perched at the edge, the sea breeze whipping against her dark scales as she looks out to the dark waters. The creature stands, her wings folded firmly as she leans out before leaping from the cliff and dropping at deadly speed towards the clawing waves at the base. For a while she free falls, straight down before spreading her wings and pulling up only inches from the raging waters.

Beating her wings a few times she catches the updrafts and glides, feeling the sea spray against her underside and the chilled sea air rushing past her. She glides for a while, sailing over the sea swiftly, enjoying herself when out of the fog she spots a ship. The dragon snaps her fins to the side and veers sharply but not before drawing attention from the men on board, cries rose up and before she knew it more ships emerged from the fog. Fira weaves between them, avoiding the sudden masses of vessels when some of the men start banging on their shields. The sound immediately throwing off her senses, and causing her to become less agile as other men load their crossbows, others still grabbing weapons with spheres attached with ropes, a sort of trapping type weapon.

The dragon shakes her head, beating her wings fiercely to gain altitude and escape the ships and the men below. The fog was to thick to see clearly, her directional sense was thrown of and out of the distortion a rope was thrown, the weapon twisting around her legs and wing causing her to drop as she struggled with the bindings. She hits the side of a ship, the wood splintering with the force before she slid and plummeted into the sea, sinking below the surface as cries sounded from the boats above. She struggles as much as she could, managing to free one of her legs to pull herself towards the surface, using her free wing she manages to pull up, gasping for breath the second her muzzle touches air. To her left the ships were still sailing, unknowing that their prize was still breathing and was left behind.

Fira watches the ships go as she catches her breath, water spraying from her nostrils as she snorts, clearing her throat of the water she had almost swallowed before using her free limbs to swim, hoping she was headed in the direction of land, if she was heading back out to sea she would surely drown or be eaten by a larger ocean predator. It seemed like hours had passed but she refused to give in despite her muscles starting to cramp, her vision was spotting from the effort to stay afloat and after a while she sunk into unconsciousness.

A while later the dark form of the dragon was washed ashore, the tide pushing her trapped body into the sand of the beach as water ran from her nostrils with each heaving breath, she was still alive but from the struggle in the sea had left her exhausted. She remained there, to tired to get up as the ropes left cuts in her skin where she had struggled, her body was sore and the effort to move was to much for her in her current state.

Instead she lay there, coughing up the remaining water before closing her eyes, focusing on her breathing.

Her family was enjoying a peaceful week on the seaside, it have been so long since they enjoyed the sound of the sea and Merida had sicken for walking through the shore of their land; although the forest was more to her liking she couldn’t say that their costs had no charm. 

Merida woke up early that morning, the wind running wild, tousling her hair even more, but she didn’t care, she liked the cold sea air. Suddenly, in the distance, a black spot caught her attention as she walked along the sea, she came close enough to find, in her surprise, a huge animal in front of her: “a dragon!” she thought, as she studied it more “and its wounded”

Merida lay still for a moment, not knowing what to do. does she have to bring her father? does she have to kill it herself? - but this thoughts soon banished, because the more she watched the dragon, the less fear caused in her, even trying to reach it with one hand. 

The beast shifted as the fiery haired lass approached, taking a deep, shaky breath in though she didn’t move otherwise until the girl moved closer and reached out.
Her ears twitched slightly and her nostrils flared, the scent of human suddenly mixed with the salty sea air. The dragon’s eyes snap open, her pupils slitting as she looked towards her, eyes wide.
She tenses, narrowing her eyes as she pulled her lips back with a growl, her off coloured gaze locked on the stranger as she tried to shift her position, her body tightly bound by the thick ropes.

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\Fira hopped over a branch, her guards running to meet her. Her gaze moved to the cub when he cried out and she moved him so her body blocked him from their pursuers.

She reached the armoured men and got behind them, an equally armoured woman met her as the guards advanced on…

Fira made a slight motion with her other hand and a man atop the wall called down to the gatekeeper who lifted the heavy metal door and allowed the princess, cub, and guard inside the wall and towards the castle.
She pet his head gently “we’ll get ye fixed up, promise” the woman assured, looking back to find her guards coming back towards the wall as well, most likely with the poachers in custody.

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Loki strolled through the woods, examining a jar of honey he had sampled from a wild bee's nest. In his bordem he always liked to learn some new things. He sat down by a tree, opening the bottle to put some on his finger. The smell was strong, he smiled lightly. It wouldn't hurt to taste some. Though, he didn't hear the ruffle of leaves not far from him.

beforeheritageloki:

ask-fira:

beforeheritageloki:

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beforeheritageloki:

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The leaves rustled again as a weight was rested upon them, a large animal walking through the trees. After a while the sound stopped and silence spread before just above him a branch groaned as something passed over it. Two off coloured eyes peered out of the thick leaves, it’s body as dark as night though it was impossible to see it’s form through the leafy curtain it crouched behind though from the size of it’s eyes along one could tell this beast was quite large.

Loki looked up, he had one thing his charming brother did not… great hearing… and sensitivity.. to everything.. He turned his head slightly, his emerald eye glancing back. His eyes widened as he saw two very different eyes, quite large, staring him down. He went stiff, trying not to react to much. He was smart, attracting attention would bring the creature out.. and he could tell it was large. He breathed slowly, careful.. he tried to continue what he was doing, pretending the thing.. behind him was not there. He placed his finger on his lips, to taste the honey.

The creature’s gaze moved to the honey, her head tilting slightly as she leaned down, nostrils flaring as she caught the familiar scent. Claws scraped bark as she scaled down the truck, her tail coiled around a branch as she leaned down, her head and front paws now in view.

Loki felt the hot breath of the creature coming down his neck. Taking a careful, deep breath.. Loki looked up at the two large eyes… the shocking difference and all.. it.. was a dragon by the looks of it. A black one. He saw it was looking at the honey. Maybe it liked the honey? He or she..
As calmly as he could, he lifted the jar up slightly.. speaking.
"Would.. You like some?"

Fira tensed when he moved, her claws digging into the wood a bit tighter until she realised he was holding the honey up towards her.
The dragon shifted, adjusting her posture a bit as she leaned her head down, sniffing at the jar before she licked the inside with her big blue tongue.
She scooted back a bit, her slitted pupils dating a bit as a deep purr rumbled in her chest.

"I guess you like honey…"Loki observed aloud.. He watched this magnificent dragon above him with awe… how skillfully it held to the tree with ease. "You want the rest? It is fresh honey." He held it up more, calmly talking to the dragon. It was purring… purring! He had never heard such a thing from a dragon.. nor had he been this close.

She pulled her head back when he moved again, her teeth unsheathed though she re sheathed them as he spoke. Her ears wiggled lightly when he offered the honey again, honey and pinecones were her favourite treats since she was just a hatchling. The dragon scooted a bit lower on the tree, her head tilted slightly as she looked from him to the honey before licking some more up, the purr rumbling again.

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Mountain Princess (OPEN RP)

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The dark haired woman sighed softly, pacing back and forth in her study before she couldn’t take it anymore. She pushed open the doors and walked briskly down the hall to her bedchamber, with a quick change into a more casual dress and her wolf skin cloak the princess stepped out…

Fira turns her head, spotting a few people that she didn’t recognise from the town. She smiled softly and walked over to the lass who seemed to be enjoying the music “are ye ‘avin’ a good time?” the woman asked, brushing her bangs back a bit “you should be ‘ere for the Dragon Festival in a few days, very lively, lots t’ do”

Ruby turned her head and blinked at the other woman next her her. She smiled politely and nodded “Oh yes, i don’t get to see things like this when sailing”.

She glanced back to the dancing “I’m hoping on staying so i can see the festival, but it all depends on my parents’ plans. I suppose you’re going to be there?”.

A sailor, they must have docked here to resupply or perhaps just visit “I ‘ope they’ll let ye stay, there’s a lot of music and traditional dances, it’s so lively” the princess said with a smile “yes, I live ‘ere, was born ‘ere” she explained. “So whot are ye and yer parents doing ‘ere?”

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