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Betrayer was a word that was tossed around too casually by humans in their accusations of one another. However, among dragons, it was a grave matter. To betray another dragon left one marked and was not to be trusted. Others would have no need or want to consort with and back in the day, they would have been killed. In Ezra's mind, Tzar was exactly that. Killed what was precious to her only to become involved with humans; a slap in the face was what it was.
Ezra's thoughts seemed only to anger her farther as a roar full of raw emotion erupted from her jaws, shaking her massive body. Her wings beat hard against the wind as she headed toward Tzar. Their was little use in running as his endurance won out over her own, but she here movements held an unmatched speed. Suddenly, she turned her body skyward and began ascending, gaining altitude. The higher she went, the less oxygen there was. Her flame may not last as long, but her fury had lasted a lifetime of many humans and now she would be able to unleash it.
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Sven was leaning against the wall of Ezra's cave, gazing up at the sky when he felt a tender touch on his shoulder. He looked at Ezra as she regarded him with a curious smile. She was human or rather mostly human as there was not the slightest trace of dragon insider her. She was his payment, clever Ezra. She paid him with her body, it made him laugh. Sven gazed passed the shell of Ezra, seeing the deep claw marks in the cave. Ezra was fully dragon now with her human form owned by him and her emotions locked away in the furthest corners of the land, in the most unlikely form.