11-23-2016, 12:49 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-23-2016, 12:57 AM by SierraHigh.)
Aloysius isn't sure what to think when he sees how the demeanor of the young snow dragon has changed. He's never known anyone in his clan to act like this one, but when more words pour from the mouth of his supposed kindred, he suddenly realizes that this isn't anyone from his clan but the work of some kind of dark power. It made him angry to think that this entity decided it would have fun and wreak merry havoc on this poor fire dragon clan; at least Aloysius hadn't lost anyone close, but he knew the same couldn't be said for Felicrox as he explained his own predicament to the possessed hunter.
He was hesitant in leaving the clan leader here by himself despite his status which clearly was an indication of his own strength. He begrudgingly followed the guard when instructed, figuring he shouldn't get himself into anymore trouble than the snow dragon clan already seemed to be in. Still, he couldn't help the weird feeling of dread upon leaving Felicrox to his own. The guards and other warriors might help, or maybe they'd just make sure that everyone else was alright, but when they got to the library, Aloysius paced nervously to and fro as he considered how dangerous it might be for Felicrox to fight alone.
The guard that had escorted him approached the one titled Arklo and explained the situation, but before Aloysius had any chance to seriously consider what he was doing - what he should be doing - he was rushing off again, back in the direction from where he'd previously flown from. He'd never be at ease if he didn't know the outcome firsthand of Felicrox, and that wasn't to mention that he could help. He might be an omega and he might not be a warrior, but he could fight and he could help and he thought he owed the fire dragon clan at least that, a bit of help.
Sneaking back into the chambers where the hunter and Felicrox had been, Aloysius pushed his way inside, wings tucked tight against his body and claws and teeth at the ready. Maybe he'd get in trouble, but at least he could say he'd helped. Felicrox! I can fight, let me help you!
He was hesitant in leaving the clan leader here by himself despite his status which clearly was an indication of his own strength. He begrudgingly followed the guard when instructed, figuring he shouldn't get himself into anymore trouble than the snow dragon clan already seemed to be in. Still, he couldn't help the weird feeling of dread upon leaving Felicrox to his own. The guards and other warriors might help, or maybe they'd just make sure that everyone else was alright, but when they got to the library, Aloysius paced nervously to and fro as he considered how dangerous it might be for Felicrox to fight alone.
The guard that had escorted him approached the one titled Arklo and explained the situation, but before Aloysius had any chance to seriously consider what he was doing - what he should be doing - he was rushing off again, back in the direction from where he'd previously flown from. He'd never be at ease if he didn't know the outcome firsthand of Felicrox, and that wasn't to mention that he could help. He might be an omega and he might not be a warrior, but he could fight and he could help and he thought he owed the fire dragon clan at least that, a bit of help.
Sneaking back into the chambers where the hunter and Felicrox had been, Aloysius pushed his way inside, wings tucked tight against his body and claws and teeth at the ready. Maybe he'd get in trouble, but at least he could say he'd helped. Felicrox! I can fight, let me help you!