Awakening to a bright tommorow.

[Merchante]

'Maybe I'm dreaming' he thought as she rose out of the bed. His eyes scanned her trying to believe it too. "Your alive thanks to the spell." he softly stated. "I used the old blood spell, and if your not familiar with it, it heals your fatal wounds and binds me to you." He got up and walked across the cold floor with the tray of food in hand, sat down, and began to hand her some bacon. "Hungry?" His eyes betrayed a bit of happines to her.

[Lisa]

"Spell?" she was still holding her head panicing. She sat there thinking about what he had told her. Finally she calmed down and looked up. He asked if she was hungry, she couldn't help but stare at the bacon he was handing her as her stomach growled.

She gladly took the bacon from him and nearly inhaled it. After swollowing she looked up at him again and repeated her questions, "Why did you come back? Why did you help me?" She paused as she thought about the spell he had used to save her life.

Suddenly curiosity got to her. "Your spell binds you to me? So you're like a comrade now." she lauged lightly, "A traveling buddy, so to speak." She was so glad that he was kind enough to feed her. Most people dispise having anything to do with her just because of what she was.

[Merchante]

"Sort of like that if you'd say so." He said as he began to nibble on a piece of toast. His eyes looked away from her out to the window. "The spell says that I can never leave your side unless you dismiss me. Otherwise I'll die, do you understand. You are now what keeps me alive." He turned back to her so to comprehend her emotions. "Anyways, how are you this fine morning?"

[Lisa]

For once a smile crept upon her face as she watched her new friend enjoy his singed bread. She's never had a friend before let alone a comrade besides her dragon friends. Usually everyone hated her for what she was, but it was a lycan that was willing to bind himself to her that actually befriended her.

"I understand." she said with her smile slowly growing and fading back into an almost hidden grin. It was so easy to forget the fact that he was a lycan. The one being she had always despised because of the harm lycans did to baby dragons. Shaking the thought from her mind, she took another bit, making it her last and leaving over half the meal left. She never ate very much, usually just enough to knock off the hunger.

His question ignited a fire inside her. , the kind of fire to pump adrenaline to the extreme. She looked at him as her eyes lit up. "I feel like flying!" her smile bigger than before. "Would you like to fly?" she asked anxiously. Before he could answer she handed him what was left and stood on the floor with the sheet still wrapped around her. She reached for the dress he had for her on the arm of the chair when something new struck her.

All she could do was stand there paralyzed for the moment. She had thought she was completely healed. Apparently the Wight had damaged her back or something when he pinned her. Ignoring the new pain, she grabbed the dress and slipped into the bathroom. Only to hear a faint conversation amurging from the room.

[Merchante]

His eyes switched from the window to the girl as soon as she said the word "flying". As a lycan, anywhere away from the ground was dangerous territory. He soon came to the realization that she was going to change and politely stared at the door. As soon as she left the room a conversation reached his ears from outside the door.

"I'm telling you he is a lycan and she's probably his mate, we have to turn them in now."
"We could get a lot of money for their heads."

[Lisa]

The convorsation was very faint. She assumed it was because of the thick walls of the building which were made of wood and brick for sturdieness and durablity. The bathroom didn't have a mirror nor a shower. It was litterally a very plain room. The red paint was even fading into a pale pink color.

This place was definatly different from the other places she had visited before. She looked down at the dress in her hands and observed it. It was white with lace and linen, just absolutely beautiful. She sliped the dress over her shoulders and draped it over her body. It was a perfect fit, it flattered her every curve and drapped off her shoulders. Though she had never worn a dress before, she loved it.

She gathered the sheet into her arms and opened the door. The sunshine was brighter now and the convorsation came to a sudden halt. She shrugged her shoulders and stepped out wondering what her new friend was going to think when he saw her in the dress he got her.

Her eyes veered to the door where the convorsation seemed to take place as she asked, "How did you know what size to get me?" Her eyes then fell upon his face. There was something strange in his eyes. Fear? Worrie? She had no idea but it concerned her. "What's wrong?"

[Merchante]

"We need to leave, now." he said in a soft monotone. "Can I still take you up on that flying?" he asked as he dragged her to the window. As he opened a swift scent of wolfsbane almost knocked him to the floor. He was highly allergic to it.
"If we are going to go we had best leave now." He said as he urged her on. As soon as she was on the windowsill the doctor and innskeeper burst through the door, guns firing. as he shoved her out of the tall building a bullet grazed his heel and imbeded itself in his injured leg. "Change Lisa, NOW!!!!!" he yelled as they fell.


(How was that? shall they live or die? Ohs noes!!! *smiles* )

[Lisa]

Everything happened so fast so quickly. She had no idea what was going on. All she knew was that the humans seemed to be after her tail again. Now she was in total panic at his sudden push. The air was beating them as they fell against the wind. Which was a good thing for Lisa. Problem was she couldn't think.

"Stop yelling!" she snapped back. Yelling always made everything worse, and right now was not the time. Seconds were passing like flashes of light as the fell towards the earth below. She knew she needed something that could fly and be able to hold Renards weight as well. "Wait." she muttered to herself. She finally remembered her dragon's build. Placing the Symph's form into picture, her body began to change and take shape. The only problem was, was that the time it took to change was going to come close to the time of contact.

Her skin turned black as red stripes formed a pattern down her neck to her body and out to her elegant wings. Her body stretched out 20 ft and her limbs became excellent climbing gear with 4 inch claws designed for rock walls. Her head was pointed to the ground when her formation had finally completed. When she opened her eyes, panic overwhelmed her.

For they were only seconds from creating a creater into the earth's surface. Her wings spread to catch what air was left. Each wing was 15 foot long and only 3 inches thick. Luckally the air force was able to lift her weight upward enabling her flight.She flapped her wings a few times to gain more heigth. Suddenly something hit her left wing. She looked, finding small bullet holes in her wing. Her eyes imediantly shifted to the shooters from the top of the cliff. Bloodlust overtook her.

Forgetting that Renard was still hanging on her back, she propelled herself upward. Though the holes were small, they created a little drag, slowing down the speed that the dragon was capable of. She circled the two firing men as she built a massive fire within her belly.

She held it in as long as it would allow her. She made one last circle and made a loop heading directly at the people and their precious building. A voice came from behind her, but it had no sound for her bloodlust was too strong. She oped her mouth and begun to release her fire of death.

[ Excellent post! (^^) ]

[Merchante]

"Lisa don't...." he softly commanded as she turned to attack the two men. But it was too late. The building was engulfed in flames and the smell of burning flesh. His nose scrunched up in anger as she flew away, the smell and vision almost burned into his senses. They soon reached a small clearing far away in the woods. She landed and he lept off running to a small stream running through the clearing and he jumped in. He stayed under and came up, scratching at his skin as he tried to wash the scent off his body, but alas it was all in vain.
"Why did you kill them? It was unessary! Now men will be hunting us, and they will come and try to kill you, and....., and...." His dark eyes looked away from her. He would have liked to leave, but the spell, his leg, and his honor would not allow him to flee her side.