Kyle Kingston | Male | 18 | Huntsman | Location: Forest | Mentions: Anhrefn

He stayed put like the dragons had said. When they left, he instandly crouched down, wrapping his arms around his legs. He was trying to appear like a rock from above, knowing it would somewhat work. He didn't want to run into another dragon any time soon. His mind raced as he thought of what was happening to the town. His eyes averted from the cold ground onto the motionless deer he had took down. I need to feed the town..but I have to wait.. he thought, his mind debating wether or not he should try to continue what he started or just stay in one place like the small dragon had said. He then abruptly turned his head when someone called out his name. Huh? he thought. The voice sounded familiar, but he didn't know who it was from. He got up, wiping the snow debris off of his jacket before stepping into the direction of the voice. When he finally had reached the place he heard the voice come from, his face flashed a bit of alarmingness. " How do you know my name? I don't think I told you what it was." he said, a bit curious on how the dragon knew his name.

Kyle Kingston | Male | 18 | Huntsman | Location: Forest | Mentions: Anhrefn

He raised his brow in suspicion. " I'm very suprised that the town would ask that. " he said with nothing more. He didn't know if the dragon was speaking the truth, but it was best not to get on her bad side. He quickly trotted back to where his crossbow lay hidden underneath the snow. Luckily the silhouette of the bow stayed in tact within the snow. He grabbed it, quickly hoisting it on his back into it's sheath. Then sauntered through the snow over to the deer. " I need to get this deer back to town. They must be starving out there.." he muttered out loud as he heaved the heavy mammal out of the pit it made itself for being in the snow for to long. He looked over his shoulder a bit, still seeing the dragon in the same place.

Retch ¦ Female ¦ 1028 ¦ Beta ¦ Town ¦ Mentions: All In Town

She sighed, obviously bored with the lull in activity. Her eyes locked onto the humans in town, daring them to make a move. "Our prey is scarce, as previously stated. We can remedy this if we come to a, hm, an agreement of sorts?" Either way, if the humans ayed or nayed the proposition, she'd end up on top. Even if her scaled kin denied it she'd be better off. Cannibalism wasn't an issue.

(ugh, sorry i haven't been active, i was making cupcakes all day lol)

Sterre van Asch ★ Female ★ 19 Years Old ★ Jeweler's Apprentice ★ Outfit
Location: Town Streets ★ Mentions: Retch, Seth, Max

Sterre scoffed at the idea of a deal with a dragon. She doubted the black creature would keep any promise, but Seth seemed to be fascinated by it, so she'd let him have his fun for now and voice her concerns later. She looked over to Max, who had come storming out of the forge muttering curses just moments before. He seemed the most bothered by these dragons than anyone else, and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't a tiny bit concerned. "Hey, you alright?" She asked quietly, making sure the dragons couldn't hear their conversation.

Retch ¦ Female ¦ 1028 ¦ Beta ¦ Town ¦ Mentions: Seth, Sterre

Teeth and black gums bared as she smiled. This was to be a fun game, no doubt. Her tone was aloof, almost as if she didn't care about what was being said. "Tell me, have you heard the story of Saint George and the Dragon? Surely you have, it's a silly little tale humans used to give themselves hope that dragons might one day leave." She paused a second before continuing in a more grounded tone, though still amused. "And, in a way, we did."

Retch ¦ Female ¦ 1028 ¦ Beta ¦ Town ¦ Mentions: Seth, Sterre, Bon

She looked to the younger dragon and smiled, the more the merrier. "Well then, if you would kindly listen to my story, your story rather, you'll see immortality is just out of reach." A brief pause settled in the air before the inky serpent looked towards the humans. "There was a city plagued by a dragon. It poisoned their waters, forcing them to pay tribute with livestock. The dragon was pleased with his share, but when his supply ran out, he still demanded flesh. The humans panicked and fed him their children. It was all for the greater good, you see."

She shook snow from her body and draped her tail lazily over the roof of a building. Her mouth opened impossibly wide and displayed those railway spikes she called teeth. "Do you get the picture? Repeat it back so I know you're not lying." An amused tone rooted itself deeply into her words and she clawed the ground, deep ruts left in the once empty space.