Of Fairy Tales And Dragon's Wings

[Passionate Shadow]

Young Jrothen sat in the lush verdant grass basking in the sun. He was sprawled out so leisurely. Golden and copper stands of hair tossed about his ghostly plale fingers. His Azure eyes were gently squinted half liddedly closed and a smile laced his face.The young elf hadn't taken a break in a long while and this just seemed to be the perfect place to do it.

[Spunny]

At the moment through, there was an older male. A Frost Dragon to be exact. His name was Sia. He had blue everything. Eyes, hair, scales (when in his dragon form), wings. He had pale skin, blue sharp claws, and a tail that wrapped around his waist when he was in human form. He preferred his human form really.
He circling land that was considered his territory before he spotted the elf. He glared, and let himself lower himself down, halfway dropping and landing with a THUD on his feet.

[Passionate Shadow]

Jrothen sat up rather quickly at this and looked up upon the other in a gawking state. "He had never seen these kind before but had heard about them. My was he beautiful with the calm azure tones.

[Spunny]

Sia glared at the Jrothen as he walked to him.As he got closer, more details were showing. The thin lips, many and small disappearing scars, the wild hair with bangs that covered his eyes. Eventually, as he got to Jrothen, he growled "What's an elf like you doing in my territory?"

[Passionate Shadow]

Jrothen sat up and scowled at the other "Scince when can one own an entire forest and all it's creatures with out being of Royal decent?" he questioned looking upon the other with slight interest.

[Spunny]

"Since I came here and threatened to kill all the creatures if they don't stay out of my forest." he said, his glare not letting up for a second. "Now tell me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you here and now."

[Passionate Shadow]

"Cause you'll be stained with my blood for ever cursing you to an eternal hell." he replied quite simply before slowly pulling himself to his feet. "Don't touch what you don't own." he smirked slightly.

[Spunny]

Sia glared and grabbed the throat of the elf. He wanted to break it right then and there..but he was right.so he wouldn't kill him..at least, not yet. "Then what should I do with you then?" he asked, staring at him for a while before saying "I think...I shall make you my pet."

[Passionate Shadow]

Jrothen's hands shot to the wrist of the hand that was wrapped around his neck. He held on trying to relive some of the pressure from being choked.Long ears fell back as he was now lifted off the ground. he kicked a little but couldn't quite get his footing. The elf was small and dressed in elegant clothing. Pale greens and creamy white like colors made up his almost flowing out fit. Parts of it were translucent and loose fitting while other parts were form fitting and made from some foreign materials. Slowly his long nails dug in "P...Put... me down." he breathed out from the strain on his voice box.

[Spunny]

The dragon didn't let go. He leaned forward and began to sniff the elf a bit, asking "Are you from a foreign place, little elf?" He let him down, but he didn't let go of his throat completely, his tail swishing back and forth.