He realized anyone looking at him would think him a crazy person. He was walking through the gardens dressed in black pants and an oversized black hoodie. He had his hood up, dark sunglass on, and he walked with his hands shoved in his pockets and his head down. He did not want to risk anyone seeing him that knew him because he was sure as hell not in the mood to deal with people. He just wanted to get to his destination and allow himself to wallow in self-pity.

The night Kao had ran out of his house sat heavily in his mind. In his blind rage he had thrown the lamp at her actually hoping to do some damage. Thankfully he had missed her and as she scrambled to escape his house, he had continued to stand there in the dark and just stare at the door. As the anger drained from his body and he finally realized what he had done, he had sank to the floor and hadn’t moved for hours. He knew he had fucked up. The term “fucked up” didn’t even accurately describe what he had done.

A few weeks had passed now but he hadn’t bothered to find her. She definitely didn’t want anything to do with him after that episode and he wasn’t about to force his presence on her to satisfy is selfish needs. Instead he just continued to torture himself with the few memories they had, especially the memories of when they first met. It was where he was headed today. He hadn’t been here since that fateful day but he couldn’t stay away any longer. Perhaps some part of him hoped she would be there. Maybe they could just completely start over and erase all of the bad memories. But he knew that was actually how the world worked and she was probably far, far away from this shitty old town.

He found the path that led to their little clearing and followed it. It was short, only a few yards long, but it was well hidden by trees and he had never seen anyone else here. He came into the clearing and froze, looking around. It was destroyed. There were large gashes in the ground, the brown earth showing where there used to be soft grass. Trees were broken like splinters, seemingly just snapped in half. He couldn’t imagine what kind of creature had been here to cause the damage. He walked over to one of the trees that remained standing, running his hand across the bark, then he slumped to the ground, resting against it. Their clearing was destroyed, just like their love had been.

Count; 448
Comments; this post hurts me
Tunes; lalala
Tagged; Kao

"speech"/'thoughts'

The dragon drifted through the thermals, skimming the fluffy white cloud to her left with a wing tip. Water droplets clung to the still slightly stunted feathers. They still had a little more growth until they were as long as their brothers. Katswiri turned to face forward, breathing deeply. She had lost a substantial amount of feathers when Kriton had tossed the vase at Kaotanya. Any injury to Kao was often transferred to the dragon in turn. The hands that had been sliced by the vase shards had been easy enough to heal, and Katswiri had left the bruising on both wings to heal on their own.

Katswiri's wings tilted forward, both sets working together to glide silently down through the cloud cover to their desire destination. 'We should be back in your room at the court. You have delayed the coronation long enough, Kaotanya, enough is enough' Katswiri spoke silently, tiredly, to her host. Kao remained as quiet as ever. She had been so distant since Kriton had very well tried to harm her. She was but a shell of her former bright, innocent self. It pained Katswiri, and made her exhausted because she had to cover for the lack of reaction in daily routine for her host.

'I am not delaying. I will be queen when my training is fully completed, so my word is law. If I say the coronation will be next year, it will be,'she finally responded, prompting Katswiri to growl. 'You are not queen until I say so and it is only because of me that you will ever be one. You should keep that in mind, I'm done playing your games. You will get closure on this and you will be coronated as crowned princess tomorrow. You forget Phallotine and the others are relying on you!' The dragon gave a huff of icy mist as she descended past tree cover and alighted on the garden floor.

Ice immediately sprouted from her feet, growing in looping arks before her as she walked towards the once beautiful clearing and pond she had thoroughly trashed in her rage. She was growing angry again and anger let her powers bled out too readily. The mist grew thicker until it spread farther than she could see, nearly hiding her form completely. She stepped into the clearing and onto the pond surface, which immediately froze beneath her touch. She stopped, sensing another nearby. Ice spires began to slowly rise from beneath the frozen surface of the pond, twirling upward in gentle spirals as her short anger burst bled to a resigned saddness. She knew immediately who it was sharing the clearing with her. The collar at her neck pulsed with her heartbeat, the same color of the citrine gem on the necklace Kaotanya never took off. Kaotanya stirred within her mind.

The mist seemed to cling to the dragon for a moment before a rustle of her wings sent the mist blowing away. Ice circled up her limbs, intertwining with her short snowy mane. Her skin appeared to be scaless from a distance, though it still glimmered faintly. Her ears tilted forward, peeking out beneath the extended frill of subhorns that lined her cheeks. As the griff of sub horns was drawn up to cluster beneath the single horn pair along her crown, she swung her tail forward, the blade dragging the ice with a somewhat unpleasant screech. She looked around the clearing, taking in the lasting damage she had left behind. She knew not if that day Kriton had caught enough of a glimpse to recognize her form as she writhed in pain and distraught fury whilst fleeing. If he had, no doubt he'd view her as simply Kao.

In front of the small dragon was not some twisted, unworthy soul, but a tortured, guilt ridden man. And Katswiri knew very well of the guilt and horrendous pain that came with the manners of a broken heart brought on by one's own misgivings and poor choices. Katswiri wished to offer words, but found her voice had left her and with it, any spark of anger or mistrust she had felt once upon a time toward this nymph.

Instead she stood still in the mist, not a dragon of angry, snarling facade like normal, but a silent beauty, queen in her domain of ice, fog, and cold. Kaotanya could not see properly through the dragon's eyes but she could feel the emotions stirring the air from Kriton and it made her physically ill to be near him. she wanted to reach out and hold him, despite knowing he was not that type, but she was also terrified he'd raise a hand to her again. "Are you going to throw something at us again?" It was asked in such a drained voice that is posed no threat, or even warranted that she had the energy to flee should he even desire so much as to spray her with water.

Amount: wordssss
Notes: yadayada
Muse: good
Outfit:Kao Dress || Katswiri Dragon Form
Tune: nothing
Tags: Loveyy/Kriton

As Kriton sat at the base of the tree, he stared out over the clearing. He wasn’t really seeing it anymore, he was just staring blankly. If someone asked him what he was feeling, he wouldn’t have an emotion. He was just numb these days. Kao had taught him to feel, and it was as if she had taken his emotions with her when she left and left him with nothing but sadness and guilt. He wondered where she was right now and if she ever thought of him. He hoped she didn’t.

He left his head fall into his hands and he sat like this for a bit. He had to leave this town, there were too many memories here. It seemed everywhere he turned there was something here that reminded him of her. He should rewind and pick up his life from before he met Kao. Some of his old associates had contacted him a few days ago about some jobs and he had yet to answer them. He could do that. He could so easily fall back into his old life. Now he really had nothing left to loose.

He was about to stand up to leave the clearing once and for all when he heard what sounded like something falling. He looked up and noticed that a mist had begun forming from the other side of the clearing. He jumped up, hearing the sound of footsteps moving toward him. And they sounded like they were coming from a rather large creature. The mist enveloped the pond and Kriton stared as he watched a rather large dragon step onto the pond. The pond immediately froze under the dragon’s feet, spires of ice rising from the pond as the dragon seemed to look at him and… recognize him?

His instincts kicked in as he pressed against the tree, taking a defensive stance. The dragon seemed to favor ice and water which worked in his favor. He could turn the water against the dragon if he so needed to. He didn’t know if he could win a fight if the dragon decided to make him its next meal, but he could certainly slow it down until he could escape. He watched it with wary eyes, inching toward the path that led out of the clearing when it spoke. Are you going to throw something at us again? Kriton froze. The voice, it was very tired, but he would always recognize that voice. He turned and looked at the dragon which looked so regal among its ice and mist. Surely it couldn’t be?

He raised his hands, focusing his energy, and dropped the mist that surrounded the dragon making it completely visible. He looked at it, trying to make a physical connection but finding none. He had never really known what species Kao was, just that she was not human. Could this be her standing in front of him? It felt like her… but not at the same time. He did not move closer to it, but he no longer moved away from it either. ”Kaotanya?” he asked hesitantly, more afraid that it would be her rather than the fact that he could still be a dragon’s dinner.


Count; 538
Comments; wow its been so long
Tagged; Kao/Kats

"speech"/'thoughts'

Kriton's reaction to her presence on any normal day would have amused her greatly. She would have certainly enjoyed it more, even relished in his miscomfort and done her best to make it worse. But she was tired and Kao was hurting so. There were so many thing now, that made Katswiri tired and she wished, oh how she wished, that it could be easily discarded onto her host. It used to be simple to blame her host for her emotional toil, but this time, not all the blame could be laid upon Kao. Katswiri was hurting as well; this would be romance between these two only brought back painful memories of her own failed love in her original life and the love never meant to be in Nocte.

So Katswiri simply watched with tired, tired copper eyes as the nymph fell upon instincts and fell into a fighting stance, eyes never leaving her but body ever so slowly creeping to his escape route. Katswiri may appear big to him, but she was small for her kind and quick. He could run all he liked, but should she desire to capture him, he would not escape her by flight alone. She surveryed his stance, a deep part of her having known Kriton to have be involved with prior affairs fit to be dangerous. His stance spoke of a seasoned warrior, ready for attack. He was defensive obviously. He meant not to attack should she deem him worthy enough to leave be.

Then his hands raised and took control of her mist, lowering it to the ground and dispersing it. She gave a simple wave of a wing and the slowly growing ice spires shattered into millions of pieces, tiny snowflake shards fluttering to the ground. Around them, the winter wonderland disappeared in the simple flutter of her wing. The only thing that remained was the ice pallet upon which she stood and the icey breathing misting from her nostrils. She gazed upon him carefully, staring down her long narrow muzzle, keeping him directly in line with the tiny horn upon her nose tip. He was trying to make connections no doubt and other than a similar voice, there was none. Kao was a dark beauty with blind eyes. Katswiri was a pale figure with burning fire for eyes. Katswiri's ears twisted about her head, turning towards him as his lips finally moved to speak in an effort to catch his word.

A name.

Kats gave a bitter smile as Kao burrowed further into their mind, like a perpetulant child hiding under the covers trying to escape its mother's warning to wake. "Not entirely, nymph," she spoke in a harsher tone, less tired. A tone he had heard before that sounded nothing like Kao. "We've never met, as was her plan no doubt. You may call me Katswiri. And you should be lucky I am fond of our Kao, otherwise I'd burn you where you stand." A fierce look over came her features and she was less regal now, all the wild glory that a dragon should be. She lowered her head, dropping down the frill of cheek horns to rattle them threateningly. But as quickly as the change came, it was gone, replaced by the same tired look from before. "But I am tired and you are more trouble than you are worth."

Amount: wordssss
Notes: yadayada
Muse: good
Outfit:Kao Dress || Katswiri Dragon Form
Tune: nothing
Tags: Loveyy/Kriton

He watched the creature closely, not trusting it for one moment. It did not in any way appear to be aggressive. In fact, it just looked very tired. He still didn’t trust it, mostly because in the back of his mind he knew that this could be one fight that even he could not win. But when the dragon spoke, it registered something within him. Kao… It sounded like her and yet not at the same time.

He dropped the mist around the dragon, attempting to see it better. But there were no physical similarities. This dragon had copper eyes, very unlike Kao’s blind eyes. He had seen Kao with wings a few times and her feathers had always been dark and this dragon was white. There was nothing about it that screamed Kao at him and it put him back in defense mode. He knew really nothing of dragons except for that they existed. Were dragon’s tricksters? Could they pull memories and use it to lure in their pray? He didn’t know. It could be trying to lure him in right now by playing opossum for all he knew.

When he dropped the mist, the dragon shattered the rest of the ice with a simple wave of her wing. Kriton backed up immediately, wondering if he had angered it by taking control of its mist. He waited for the attack, keeping his weight in his toes, ready to move quickly if he needed to. But the dragon still did not move and simply remained standing on its slab of ice on the pond. Not entirely, nymph. It spoke again, this time the tone did not strike him as Kao’s. It was harsh and Kao’s voice had been many things, but never harsh. We’ve never met, as was her plan no doubt. You may call me Katswiri. And you should be lucky I am fond of our Kao, otherwise I’d burn you where you stand.

Kriton’s head was spinning with this short statement, but as he was trained to do so his mind latched onto the last part and he took a few steps back. The dragon lowered her head, the horns on her cheeks rattling like a snake at him. He glanced behind him, noting he had a direct path out of here if need be. But I am tired and you are more trouble than you are worth. He turned his attention back to Katswiri, who was simply standing on the ice and looking tired again. He shook his head, brow furrowed. ”I don’t understand. What does any of that mean? She planned on us never meeting? And how do you know Kao? Is she a dragon as well?” When he came to the clearing this morning, he did not think he would be standing her discussing Kao with a dragon.


Count; 473
Comments;
Tagged; Kats/Kao

"speech"/'thoughts']

The whole "one body two souls" thing between her and Kao was much more than that; that was the simplest way to put it, but it was difficult enough to explain things to her own race. Katswiri only hoped that Kriton would have an open enough mind to take it all in. She flicked an ear backwards, copper eyes staring at Kriton blandly as he asked his questions. With a sigh, she lowered her head, shaking out the snow and ice from her snow mane. She approached slowly, ice forming and disappearing as she traversed across the water's surface. When she reached the bank, she lowered her long neck to sniff the ground like some nervous horse testing the footing to a new place.

Katswiri was an old soul, she'd seen the rise and fail of countless societies and species. She'd seen the legends that were real; Merlin, Arthur and his knights. She'd been part of the myths that were just that; good ol' Nessie held a remarkable resemblence to her minus the horns. She'd made history not only in her realm, but in this one too; Pompei was not something she was proud of though. She was an old soul, but never before had she felt old.

Katswiri approached a partially uprooted tree, her tail blade scraping the ground behind her. A mark from her tail would match a good number of the different gashes gouged into the ground and trees in the area. She shifted her weight under the leaning trunk. She didn't look at Kriton as she spoke, "This is going to be much more difficult than normal. You are not dragon afterall and do not know our politics nor stories". Next to the tree, her size didn't seem so grand anymore. Especially considering she seemed to struggle pushing it back upright. "To put it simply, me and Kao are the same. We are two souls, but the same body." Once the tree was upright, she used her tail blade to scrape soil back over the roots and packed the soil. "In more complicated terms, I am the dragon side, physcially, and she the human." Katswiri stepped back, eyeing the tree to make sure it was standing how it should be, then lowered her head to scraped at the dying bark until she uncovered still healthy tissue. "About two years ago, a mere week before we came to Cry Wolf High, my soul was bound to Kao's. Before me, she was a perfectly normal Wind Dragon." Her nostrils flared, puffing out a small cloud of frost that quickly covered the spot directly below her muzzle and traveled outward, coating the whole tree.

She stepped back to admire her work, her eyes flashing a gleaming silver. She could see sparse magic particles wound a band around the damaged tree trunk, spreading out to the most damaged spot. "The ice will trigger a false dormancy state and trigger the natural healing process," she murmured absentmindedly. She moved on to the next tree, and deeming this one unsavable, rose on her hind legs to attempt to fully push it down. "But don't get confused. I am not Kaotanya. I have my own thoughts, desires, actions. I think independently of her and act as such as well. Which is why perhaps, she would have preferred we not meet anytime soon, if ever. I do no exactly have the best temperment." Katswiri was far from humble, but she would not deny she had a shitty attiude. It was who she was now.


Amount: wordssss
Notes: yadayada
Muse: good
Outfit:Kao Dress || Katswiri Dragon Form
Tune: nothing
Tags: Loveyy/Kriton

Kriton tense as Katswiri moved across the pond and therefore closer to him. He no longer felt like he had to run, but it did not mean he was going to let his guard down for a second. He watched her closely as she walked to one of the uprooted trees and lifted it back into an upright position, all the while chattering about Kao. To put it simply, me and Kao are the same. We are two souls, but the same body. In more complicated terms, I am the dragon side, physically, and she the human. He nodded at the dragon’s back, allowing his mind to wrap around this fact. He figured if Katswiri was lying or had wanted to actually harm him, she would have done so.

”So… Kao is technically here then? It is just currently you present because you are in your dragon state.” He asked tentatively, hoping he was understanding what she was saying correctly. If there was one thing he hated, it was not understanding something and then being made an ass of for it. Katswiri was still focusing on fixing all of the trees in the clearing. He began to get the idea that she had been the cause of all of this damage in the first place.

Don’t get confused. I am not Kaotanya. I have my own thoughts, desires, actions. I think independently of her and act as such as well. Which is why perhaps, she would have preferred we not meet anytime soon, if ever. I do not exactly have the best temperament. Kriton smirked at the dragon, glad she still had her back to him as she worked on the trees. ”No, you are definitely not Kao, I can tell that just from this short meeting… And I suppose you know as well that I do not have the best temperament either.” But the snippy attitude drained out of him quickly and he ran a hand through his hair. ”So… So Kao is actually here then. Can I… Can I talk to her? Will she talk to me? I just want to apologize to her. That’s all.” He didn’t know if Kao could just appear to talk to him. He didn’t know if she wanted to either. But he knew if he could at least apologize, it could bring him some comfort and perhaps he could move on with his life.


Count; 402
Comments;
Tagged; Kats/Kao

"speech"/'thoughts'

Katswiri interacted very seldomly with creatures of other species. She wasn't quite so used to the ever present sense of unease. It turned the air sour around them and stunted the magic in the air. Dragons had an innate ability to know when to truly be cauious of another dragon; in general dragons had little to fear other than other dragons. Katswiri though, held little regard for many of the supernatural speices that relied strictly on their human forms. So for ages, she had revelled in the ability to cause discomfort to humanoids. But this was different.

This left an empty sour feeling turning in her gut.

'Stop projecting, damnit. This is hard enough,' she growled to her host within her mind, who scrambled deeper into the darkness. She bemoaned her uncertainty when Kriton asked if she could hear the conversation. She didn't want to face this.

Katswiri snapped an irritated gaze to Kriton as his voice turn snarky, just barely missing the smirk. She ignored his snippy attitude in favor of his final assumption and request. She turned slowly to him, neck low to the ground and copper eyes narrowed dangerously. Her voice was tight and cold as steel, starting low and steadily growing louder. "Talk? You think she wants to talk? You threw a lamp at a blind girl, one you claim to adore! And you expect her to even look at you?" The dragon was advancing now, the ice from before returning and twining with her mane to create little spikes that rose like hackles. "The only thing that saved her from a cracked skull was me! And you did it All because you were angry. You are no better than her father and that last bastard. I sent them packing pretty quickly. Maybe I should do the same to you?"

The blue dragoness made a move to leap forward, tail blade scratching the ground ominously. A foreign sound bubbled in her belly and throat. Perhaps the only thing that stopped her from committing an act she would no doubt regret was Kao's sharp scream of terror in her mind. Katswiri snapped her jaws just short of him, a jet of hot steam erupting from her nostrils. She would not waste her fire on someone like this, no matter how important Kao was to her. She wheeled around, letting out a roar of frustration and slashing her claws at the ground. Panting, steam rising around her as the ice in her mane melted, she growled and turned her back to Kriton.

"Apologies. Pft," she scoffed. Her tone hinted at a pain of the past. "They are nothing but broken words. Dont apologize, because what does 'I'm sorry' do? Even Kao can see how badly you feel. I can smell it, even." She jerked her long, elegant snout around, snapping at the air and baring her teeth. "Kao deserves more than 'I'm sorry' and you know that. She deserves a chance to talk, to explain. You assume everything and don't let us speak while all Kao has done is sit back and let you be. Because she thought you need space, needed time to come forth." Katswiri turned around, four wings flaring outward. Her tail lashed about, keeping Kriton at bay. She squashed Kao down, snarling that it was for her own good. "One Lothario in her life is enough; at the least he understood her plight somewhat. Go back to your mansion, do what you wish."


Amount: 607
Notes: oh boy, hit the deck
Muse: good
Outfit:Kao Dress || Katswiri Dragon Form
Tune: 'Whiskey Lullaby' by Allison Krauss/Brad Paisley
Tags: Loveyy/Kriton

He supposed he should have expected the reaction from Katswiri after he left his snark drip into his words. It was kind of a natural reaction that he had whenever faced with this situations. It was the last memory his victims ever had; some sarcastic remark coming from his mouth. Perhaps it was a coping mechanism he had built to deal with the idea of ending a life. Or perhaps he was just a natural born asshole. He was leaning more toward the last option.

But when Katswiri turned on him, her head low to the ground and those copper eyes zeroing in on him, he did not move away this time. He stood his ground, staring the dragon in the eye. He was no longer afraid. Talk? You think she wants to talk? You threw a lamp at a blind girl, one you claim to adore! And you expect her to even look at you? Kriton’s eyes flashed with anger, mostly to cover the hurt he felt inside. Katswiri was moving towards him now, but he still didn’t back away. He lifted his chin, blue eyes burning with anger. The only thing that saved her from a cracked skull was me! And you did it all because you were angry. You are no better that her father and that last bastard. I sent them packing pretty quickly. Maybe I should do the same to you?

If what he was thinking was correct, then Kao was somewhere in the mind of Katswiri. He had a hunch that while Kao was present, she would not allow Katswiri to actually harm him. He knew he had royally fucked up, but surely Kao still felt enough for him to protect his life. If not, “death by dragon” was not the worst epitaph in the world. So he did not move a muscle when her jaws snapped inches from him or when her hot steam hit him in his face. Nor did he speak a word as she roared in anger and turned from him, clawing the ground and throwing water and ice everywhere.

Kao deserves more than ‘I’m sorry’ and you know that. She deserves a chance to talk, to explain. You assume everything and don’t let us speak while all Kao has done is sit back and let you be. Because she thought you needed space, needed time to come forth. Kriton gritted his teeth, biding his time, waiting for the time when the bitch would stop talking. He really did not like her, but he realized that she was present for all of the time he thought he had spent alone with Kao. Go back to your mansion, do what you wish. The dragon flared her wings, appearing to be about to take off.

”Kao doesn’t want to talk… or you won’t let her talk?” Kriton finally opened his mouth, his eyes narrowed, staring at the back of the dragon. ”Because I’m here. I’ve had time to think and realize how much of a fucking idiot I am. So yes, she does deserve more than an apology but I don’t know where else to start. I will always admit when I am at fault. But it seems as if you have taken it upon yourself to make Kao’s decisions for her. I’m not sure what makes you think you have any right to do so, but I think she is perfectly capable of deciding whether she wants to talk to me or not, rather than having you throwing a temper tantrum and dragging her back to dragon world."


Count; 597
Comments; *runs for the bomb shelter*
Tagged; Kats/Kao

"speech"/'thoughts'

Katswiri was far from perfect and she knew it. She was a particular kind of bitch, as she put it, and she went out of her way to live up to that title. When you live for so long like her, you begin to care less each life, and get pissed off by the smallest things more. She'd always had a temper when young, but it was the expected temper of youth often seen in dragons. She was able to often over look things that today made her roar in frustration. Katswiri now was, simply put, unable and unwilling to deal with the stupid dramas that came with life. This was a good sample, a man too prideful to take a bit of humble pie. Oh yes, he'd admited he was wrong, and any other person or circumstance Katswiri would feel something positive at the thought. Even she still had trouble admitting she was wrong outloud. But that was beside the point.

She was trying to prove that his volatile temper would never let him and Kao become much of anything. Not if she stood in the way.

Honestly, though, the nymph was doing a spetacular job of it himself.

Katswiri stopped, horse ears turned back to listen to his words. When he was done speaking, she was silent. And suddenly, she was shaking, starting from the tiny horn cresting her nose down to the tail tip of her blade. Her feathers rustled as she lowered her wings, and turned a copper eye backwards to gaze upon the nymph in cold resignation. It wasn't the trembling of anger. She was laughing. As she turned slowly to face Kriton, staring down her nose at him, a grim smile upon her narrowed muzzle.

"So naive, so pathetic. Props for admitting you screwed up, though I hate to break it to. Kao really doesn't want to talk, in fact I'm having trouble making her listen in on us." She was cold as she spoke, indifferent. "So please, keeping on talking, everything you say only proves to me that you will only bring her pain. I do not drag her anywhere. She was responsibilities so far above what you think, duties and a title to fill. She isn't running away, she was being a fabulous adult. I thought when Lothario left, she was coming back to me. Then you arrived."

She snarled venomously at the admittance and advanced slowly. Her nostrils quivered, picking up the lack of the once underlying sour scent she had smelled earlier. He was no longer afraid, in fact he seemed smug now. She'd seen that look once, such a long time ago. In an earlier life, when a previous host refused to leaving her cheating, beating husband. It was ironic, how in a society like the Winds that were so obsessed with finding soulmates and true love, her host was so desperate to find love instead of waiting like most did, she when looking for it. She refused to see her husband as he was. He liked her for the status change and thought her being the host would stop Katswiri from harming him.

His body was quick to feel her melting flames.

A cocky smile of her own twisted her elegant muzzle. The collar around the base of her neck seemed to glow brighter, pulsing faster. "You think she'll protect you." And suddenly, she was moving, her thick tail swinging underneath a hind leg to crash bodily into his side. The chain of the connecting metal rings that ran down the appendage's length rang against each other like some final note. She watched as his body was thrown a good distance away, and waited until she was sure that the ringing in his ears would allow him to hear. "My own actions, remember? She is not in control of this body, just as I am not in control of her." She approached slowly, listening to his breathing. "Pathetic. To think I once thought you may have held potential. She is a dragon. You can't hold a candle to her. Now that you know what she is...Do you honestly think her society will allow you to be with her? I love her dearly, she is a daughter to me and a mother protects her daughters from all the dangers she may not see."

She was quiet for a while, her eyes seeming to turn inward, but still alert as ever to the outside. She sighed heavily and backed up a few steps. The collar at her neck was brighter than ever. "Looks like you still get what you wanted. She wants to talk now." And suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Kao was there. She was different somehow, but it was more than the fact she wasn't into the form he perferred with the glowing cheeks and pointed ears. She was completely human, even her wings gone. She wore a brightly colored trangerine dress made of layers of gossamer material when she normally went for pastels blues, greens, and purples or dark navy or red tones. Her hair wasn't down, instead done up in rather fancy bun. There were bags under her sightless eyes and gone was the light in her general being. She looked exhausted and ready to give up. She wouldn't look up at him, wouldn't even orient her body to directly face him when she could use the sounds and air currents to tell where he was. Her hands were hidden behind her back and her face somewhat pale. She opened her mouth, seemingly to say something, but she froze. She swallowed thickly as she looked away. She refused to get too close to him. She was almost...afraid

Amount: 974
Notes: yeouch!
Muse: good
Outfit:Kao Dress || Katswiri Dragon Form
Tune: nothing
Tags: Loveyy/Kriton

Kriton watched Katswiri closely as he finished speaking his piece. He wasn’t sure how the dragon would take his words. She would either just immediately turn around and eat him or perhaps exchange words with him. He felt like she was more of the “kill first, ask questions never” type of person. He was mostly relying on the thought of Kao being present to keep him at least slightly safe. But he wasn’t about to let this bitch run off with Kao if she actually wanted the chance to talk to him.

He noticed the dragon had started shaking and he raised an eyebrow as she turned. She was laughing and definitely at him. He gritted his teeth, growling deep in his throat as his temper flared once again. She was laughing at him. What the hell could possibly be funny about the words he had just thrown at her? There was nothing that got under his skin more than having someone laughing at him. The dragon stared down at him with a smirk on her face. He wished he could slap it off of her.

I do not drag her anywhere. She has responsibilities so far above what you think, duties and a title to fill. She isn’t running away, she was being a fabulous adult. I thought when Lothario left, she was coming back to me. Then you arrived. He had no idea who this Lothario was that she spoke of. From the sound of it, probably an ex of Kao’s. He did realize that at the words that left her mouth, Katswiri’s temper replaced the laughter that had shook her body. She stared at him, looking like a hound on a scent. He didn’t actually know what to say to her and simply crossed his arms and held her gaze.

A smirk spread across her features, and though his face remained still, a slight trickle of fear spread through his brain. Nothing good was going to come next. Before he could react, the dragon swung her tail at him and it connected directly with his body, the blow lifting him off his feet and knocking the breath out of him. His body flew through the air, his years of training kicking in as he oriented himself, tucking and rolling as he hit the ground to absorb most of the shock from the impact. The momentum carried him forward and he rolled right into a tree, dropping at its base.

His instinct was to jump up right away, but he looked up and the world spun, a loud ringing in his ears. He groaned and placed his head back on the ground, taking a moment to catch his breath. Perhaps he had misjudged Kao’s ability to protect him. Or maybe she didn’t care enough to save him anymore. It would be what he deserved after all. He felt the ground shaking slightly under him and he opened his eyes to see Katswiri standing over him. I love her dearly, she is a daughter to me and a mother protects her daughters from all the dangers she may not see. He simply closed his eyes, waiting for whatever fate she would deal him. He didn’t really have the ambition to fight for his life.

But nothing happened and he opened his eyes again at the dragon’s heavy sigh. Looks like you still get what you wanted. She wants to talk now. And then she was there. Not what he was used to looking at, as she did not retain any of what he now knew was her dragon form. She was completely human… and she was beautiful. He sat up slowly, his ears still slightly ringing but the world remaining upright. Her hair was up and she was in a beautiful orange dress. It had been so long since he had seen her, and now that she was in front of him all of his feelings of guilt hit him like a tsunami. She had her head down and was almost facing away from him. She looked like a dog whose owner had beaten it, cowering away from him. It broke whatever pieces of his heart were left. He stood up slowly, but didn’t move towards her. ”Kao…. I’m… I’m sorry.” It was the only thing he could manage to say. He felt a wetness on his cheek and absentmindedly swiped at it, looking at the red liquid that stuck to his fingers before dropping his hand to look back at Kao. He was afraid that if he took his eyes off of her for long that she would disappear.


Count; 771
Comments; OI.
Tagged; Kao

"speech"/'thoughts'

It hurt Kao to see Kriton like this, and she desperately wanted to rush to his side, to check him over for any major harm that Kats may have done. But she was still angry with him, rightfully so, and was learning from Kats how to stand up for herself a little more each day. She would need to learn caution and indifference for when her day came to rule. It wasn't much of a trait in Kao's nature, hell it wasn't even in Wind Dragon nature to be cautious. Winds were carefree, playful spirits with kind hearts.

Her misty eyes remained pointedly fixed away from Kriton, but her other senses were acutely tuned. Her ears listened carefully to the sound and quality of his breathing. Her heart hammered painfully in her chest and her stomach seemed to twist in that weird way that could only be caused by being this close to Kriton.

He was moving and her whole body tensed despite her wishes. Her hands wrung themselves together behind her back, acutely aware of the fading, but still present, white lines there. She'd tried to flush magic into the wounds that Kriton's thrown vase had caused. She wanted them to heal faster, but they seemed desperate to stick around for now. His words caused her hair to stand on end; were she a dog she'd be bristling.

"I heard you the first time," she whispered in a tight, quiet voice. Her silence afterwards spoke clearly of her inability to forgive him. She was proud of herself for being strong, for it feeling okay to be angry with him. But that feeling quickly went away when she scented the sharp copper smell of blood.

'I'd tell you that you were too rough, but part of me feels better he got a little taste of his own medicine,' she thought bitterly to the dragon with in. A sharp pain lanced her chest, right below her sternum and bubbled up like acid. Guilt and pain of her own. She gave up focusing on being stubborn and walked slowly toward Kriton, still tense and wary but determined for something. She stopped in front of him, her dull eyes looking up into his face blankly. She sighed and reached up slowly to gently touch a temple with one hand. She had been so focused on being angry and not running to him, to the comfort his simple presence brought, that she'd been neglecting listening to his movements. Now that she thought, she remember hearing him groan and not immediately getting up to retaliate.

Her fingers at his temple were quick;y joined by the second hand on his other temple. She ever so gently walked her finger tips up his hair line until they discovered the source of the blood. She sighed, her teeth worrying her bottom lip, as if she were trying to make an important decision. The action was distinctly Kao. She placed a palm on his cheek, realizing with heavy feelings stirring inside, that this was as close as she ever had, and would, get to 'see' him. She gently pushed him to sit down, though it didn't take much honestly considering the world was probably spinning for him.

"Sit before you fall," she ordered quietly. She settled down next to him for a moment, legs folded beneath her so she rested on her shins. Then shifted around to his back and coaxed him lay down with his head in her lap. Her finger tips resumed work at his temples, gently rubbing tiny circles. A pleasant warmth enveloped her fingers. Magic no doubt. She was quiet for a long time, then finally spoke, "You threw a vase at me; for that split second, you wanted to hurt me," her voice was tired, but a bit bitter. "It's not something you forgive and forget, Kriton."

She was silent for a long time again. Her fingers never stopped, though they were slowly starting to alternate between massaging his temples to running through his hair. 'Looking for other injuries,' she told herself, but she knew the truth. This was the most intimate they'd ever gotten.

She had spent many hours when she should be resting, dream walking within Kats' memories. She had taken several weeks to pinpoint the weird feelings Kriton caused. The flush of heat her body felt, racing heart, pounding ears, tightened chest. It was breath taking like a long flight at high altitudes, exhilarating like the rush from a rapid fall from grand heights, and soothing like the warm thermals that she drift on for hours.

The answer was so stupidly easy she nearly hit herself for not having known it sooner.

"That day...you saw me with him...with Liam," she whispered, voice thick. She closed her eyes, feeling hot tears threaten to spill. She'd gone back after a few days, had caught his scent and Katswiri had let her know she remembered feeling his presence close by that day. She'd grown so used to it though, the dragon had an easy time ignoring it should she choose."Liam is my Guardian, Kriton." Her hands stilled and she smiled down softly, painfully. "If you had given me a chance, I would have told you so."

Kao loved a lot of things in her life; Liam her guardian, Katswiri her soulbond, Phallotine her sister named, and so much more. But Kriton was something completely different, something one only felt once in a life.

"I'm not going to accept your apology," she leaned down to gently press her forehead to his.

In all honesty, the thought of someone holding her heart, her soul, her love, forever whether he returned that love or not was unfathomably terrifying. She would never truly be Kao again; not when part of her would reside with Kriton.

"You, Kriton, are an arrogant, pig-headed fool of a man. You are temperamental and too quick to judge. You are secretive to the point that I want to scream and you piss not only my dragon, but me off at the stupidest things. You get so mad at silly things you turn blind. You are perhaps the most dangerous person for me to fall for, and that doesn't even brush on your past dealings with your career." Suddenly, the tears she had been holding back re falling on his cheeks. Kao picked her up, could of escaped hair stuck to her wet cheeks. The white streaks once in her bangs now ghost much more of her hair. Her face begin to change, taking on her magical appearance, silver dusted cheeks, sharp elven ears, and white wings. Her eyes seem to glimmer, vision exploding in her sight to reveal his silhouette up close. It's like looking at a 3-D glass figure in an almost completely dark room. He is absolutely perfect to her eyes. Her hands reached down to cradle his cheeks, unable to tear her eyes from him. "And yet here I am, in love with you. In love with the way you make my heart race, blood roar, stomach twist. When you walk in the room, you are all I can focus on, all I want. You make me feel safer than I've ever felt, make me feel perfect, feel whole. And it scares me because I'll never be me again, not without you.

So no, fuck your apology. I'm going to be selfish and you're going to spend the rest of your life making it up to me instead." A feral fanged grin split her weary, star-kissed face, realized that this was perhaps the first command she had ever given her whole life and wholeheartedly meant it: deep within her mind, Katswiri purred approval at the conviction in her voice. She'd make a fine queen yet.

Amount: 1206 w/ coding
Notes: SHE SAID IT
Muse: good
Outfit:Kao Dress || Katswiri Dragon Form
Tune: nothing
Tags: Loveyy/Kriton