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Hiraku Tatlin -> RE: (DF) By Hand and Claw (5/14/2012 20:34:53)
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Chapter 3: Ludicrous Draconian Logic
As the roars of his brethren echoes throughout his earth-warmed home, La'val knew that leaving the cave with both his newly hired human snack and himself intact wouldn't be so easy. His mother, whose lithe and supple draconian body blocked the cave's ceiling, was the only thing standing between him, his pet, and the world in his fingerclaws. Her nostrils tinged with bright embers, but the fully-grown dragon made no effort to show any intentions to attack unless La'val or Kali tried to make any attempts to escape. She seemed perfectly content to just stay guarding the only exit out of the cave forever, or at least long enough to eat the girl and continue life as normal, or at least as normal as it was for a dragon taking care of her hundreds of brood-children.
Speaking of his siblings, he was surprised that they had distanced themselves from Kali and himself, but the sparkling look on their eyes suggested they were enjoying the unusual scene depicted before them. Years of living in nothing but a cave can do that, La'val thought sarcastically as he tried to think of something to do to solve his dilemma. The front claws gripped the warm earth below them, horns twitching as they savored the unusual pair confronting their mother. He had no doubt which side they were rooting for, but to his horror, the girl's own excited look suggested that a newly hatched dragon and a girl with a wooden dagger had a chance of coming out with only a few scratches.
"We should be able to come of this with only a few scratches if we work together, eh? Luckily I know some basic spells in some arsenal." Closing her eyes, Kali concentrated the arcane powers deep within her heart. As if resonating with her power, a strong force of wind circled around Kali's presence, being shaped by her skillful magic into a small ball of condensed air. Kali wasted no moment hurling it at the the dragon, which caused the whole cave's inhabitants to express similar feelings of shock, then quickly dismissing the action when their mother flicked it away with a swipe of her wing. Seeing her most complex spell thrown aside so easily brought the girl to her knees in complete horror. She stared at the red dragon with eyes that lost the strength of a battle-ready foe. "D-do you know how long I practiced that spell? For five minutes! FIVE MINUTES!"
The dragon's eyes blinked twice in awkward surprise as she continued. "Was that all?", the La'val's mother mused, "If your going to stay here as our 'dinner and entertainment', I hope you can amuse my brood with something better than an 'air ball'. Sensing Kali's despair, La'val figured it was a good time to make his move.
"There's no need for of this, mother!" His voice erupted the whole cave into silence at his words. Everyone, including Kali, stared at him out of curiosity. "You see, we have gotten spoiled from living in caves for so long. We need the world to realize the terror of our dragon's clan once again! This human will help serve this purpose by accompanying me in this arduous task..by being my personal feeding girl." La'val was surprised by the strange looks his relatives gave as he made his proposition. He had to admit to himself that what he was saying was absurd (He had no idea what his clan's name even was), but each dragon digested his words as they contemplated what he said.
"As human nature dictates, she has agreed to this deal in exchange of giving her a fancy title befitting her status. She is honored with the privilege of working under me, but like all humans, they need fancy titles to motivate them in their work. That is why I have given her the grand title as the one who is the 'Lord' of making sure I am taking care of: Dragonlord! As Dragonlord, she has every right to come with me to ensure that my journey is met with not so much peril! So..mother, what say you?"
As if on cue, La'val's siblings stared curiously at what their mother would say at such puzzling logic. Their mother could only stare at the bizarre nature of his words, as did Kali, who continued to mutter something about 'five minutes' in vain.
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