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 Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2008 9:01 pm
 Spyro been avoiding the hormonal b***h of a mare Cynder who was at the moment still preggo with foals or so he had last checked that is how it was. snarlign he had become the bitchs slave, like a dog at her command to do her bidding when as demanded and all cause she carried their foals. tail lashing his life since then had been hell so far and he truely had a burning hate for Cynder. ears pinned back, he was playing check on her since she would be yelling and snapping at him if he didnt since he had to make sure she was well fed like she wanted.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 10:47 pm
She couldn't wait for the damn day that those miserable hatchlings were finally out of her. Pacing off a bit from where her residential haunt was, Cynder bide time by herself till the little monsters were born. Seething in fury and frustration she promised herself they would die as soon as they set foot in this world. She wanted nothing to do with brood that came of that purple b*****d... none of it!
But time passed and she grew weary eyes searching for the brave souls that would lay her bulging movement to rest. Two leggers were supposed to help cradle the young in baskets, or so she heard rather. The thought of devouring them when they came near was much too precious a thought to waste. Finally her belly would be sated without those things taking all she had nourishment wise. "Soon you will die as will those idiots that get near us my hatchlings... you will see your last days of kicking me... My won't he be surprised..."
Strange thing was as the pain began, she grew weary as her eyelids drooped heavily causing the black she-dragon to fall in a deep slumber as her feet gave way and the ground caught her. She couldn't wait any longer as her mentality drifted further way. In the wake of her absence there sat two baskets, one which she unknowingly curled her tail about in a protective manner. Her slumber deep and finally peaceful as she dreamed of revenge and tearing something to fine bloody pieces with her sharp talons and teeth.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 10:59 pm
Spyro ofcourse had known she had wanted to kill the foals the minute they where born and he couldn't allow that even though he wasn't fond of having kids specialy with the b***h cynder. watching from the shadows, he purposly wait til all was said and done before scaring the filthy humans away then approcing the slumbering mother of two foals. taping his tail on the ground and wrinkling his nose, he now debated on what to do about this situation and ofcourse he kept a safe distance so that when she woke she couldn't snap at him. losting in his musing, he left the baskets as where same with cynder for the time being.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 11:10 pm
Cynder must of dozed for a few hours because she was relaxed and completely oblivious to anything happening. Hissing with a puff of smoke her eyes flickered open with green slits trying to get a grasp on how long time had passed without her knowledge. The dragon's form was thin once more and she felt rather exhausted to say the least. Yawning she flicked her tail as it brushed against the one basket with more of a blue set overtone. Then something interesting happened...
She snapped her head around to glare at them, two helpless baskets that carried her bloodline. The instant urge to maul and rip them over was forming in her mind but yet she felt compelled not to listen. Blinking emerald orbs were widening now even more to take in the colors these monstrosities were painted. The black running through both peaked her attention for it seemed more than that pansy purple color the male had. Thoughts began forming when she finally realized her young would maybe take more after her possibly. Then the scheming began in her busy mind...
For you see her children if they lived could prove of use to her and paybacks. If there was a horde of dragons.. why that angeni would surely commit his own death in fear of the smack down they'd give him. Yes the possibilities of feasting upon Hsien's flesh and her family was much a sweet en devour to her. Such plotting over and over became crystal clear causing her not to kill her young but...
The faint sound from Spyro caused Cynder to grow and hiss pulling her baskets closer as her tail wrapped around them, "What do you want purple b*****d?" Her eyes focused right on him ready to rip out his throat should he even answer her wrong.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 11:18 pm
Spyro contiuned his muses and tapping the whole time and once Cynder woke and then spoke when she realized he was right there and spoke he gave a snarl. " i beleive you can think real fast what i want." snorting, he would have to tread lightly if he wanted to keep the b***h from doing something to the baskets though with how she had been acting moments before she realized he had been there, he was wondering what she was plotting. she kept him on his toes and never could predict what she would do next.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 11:36 pm
She eyed him keeping them with her as close as possible. Males kill their young to prove points, but she considered how he was more of a hatchling then these were. Meaning he was more worried about her killing them then him. Why should she tell him different the dragoness mused quietly to herself.
"What you want and get are two different things purple one.... or have you forgotten. Come near them and they shall die before the light hits their unopened eyes. Easy enough yes?" her eyes flickered at him in a taunt almost seeing if he would try and call her bluff.
"Hmm I haven't decided the fates of them yet though devouring them for what you and they have put me through sounds quite nice don't you think?" As she spoke she moved them closer now retaining her sharp hooves over the darker one. "Now we shall negotiate pest... tell me what you shall do with them but come no closer or they shall die." Her grin was quite vicious at the moment taunting him as she was, but her protective nature was also showing when a mother fights to defend her young.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 11:49 pm
Spyro gave a growl and snarl at her and how she completely dominated the situation at the moment. he should of tooken the damn baskets while she as sleeping instead of allowing her this chance she took right away. smackign the ground with his tail in irritation, he then started to pace in place having now backed away a bit. " your more of a fckn pain than i ever will be. and i hadn't thought that far ... just yet and don't think i wont rip you appart the mintue you start even trying to kill them." stopping and baring his teeth, he kept his distance though just incase her bluff wasnt one. " i asume your plotting somethign as usual."
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 12:13 am
"Oh you are so harsh my dear... could be why I tolerated to bear your brood possibly?" she spoke in that sweet sugar coated feminine way about her while keeping her gaze upon Spyro. Smirking she cooed with her knowledge he was helpless against her. Why ever would she explain her intentions to an idiot moron hatchling she mused. Honestly she had much more class then he'd ever have to stoop down to a male's level. What did he take her for she wondered.
"But of course though before you start staking out your target within me you'd do best to listen.. that is if you care to anyways." She hissed with a nod of her head. "I tire of amusing you Spyro... shall we talk seriously?' she smirked at him while protectively keeping vigil over her young. Though she refused to believe it... she was longing to see them alive and well so the planning could begin.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 1:37 am
Spyro flicked back his ears and glared at her and gave a hiss. he really tired of being treated as a moron though maybe he deserved it with how he acted. giving a deep rumbling growl, it was more than apparent he was unhappy yet again with how things where turning out. at the moment he tired of trying to keep out witting the damnbitch when it seemed clear now she knew how to keep a step ahead of him. " have it your fckn way then." still glaring, even tough it didn't seem so he was listening.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 11:00 am
Cynder grinned at him as she puffed smoke from her nostrils. "You see purple one I don't like you very much but the feeling is mutual in my eyes of how childish you are..." she began with a huff that expelled in her words, "but I've decided something seeing that life was branded into this world thanks to passion that somehow existed if for a few breaths of my willpower..." Looking down at those baskets she narrowed her eyes before reaching his again, "You know full well in that tiny skull of yours a female dragon can't kill her own blood without good reason. Honestly I wonder what prompted you to trick me as you did... but I'm also glad you did."
She let her tail sway this way and then still curling around the blue basket as she continued, "I will raise them with or without you of course. Merely your choice. A decision I made while they kicked and bruised me in your sarcasm waiting to be born. They will prove of a great asset to us both if you wondered. So take it as you will b*****d... they are in my care and if you so much as try stealing them you will deal with me personally." She smirked glancing at the sleeping foals quietly now inside their baskets. He would deal on her terms or not at all... in this she reduced his superior attitude to nothing more then an abiding male.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 3:21 pm
" the feeling definatly is mutual in the dislike for one another." Spyro still had flicked back ears and his tail lashed about in anger. " like i would take any chances with someone like you and i almost regret tricking you but it served its uses." grunting, he was forced to go along or just be rid of the b***h and go back to solitude but the temptation of seeing what she had planned was too great. " fine you get as you wish, it shall make things all the more interesting to see what your got plotting as always Cynder."
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 10:44 pm
She was hesitant about letting him near "her baskets" as she looked at the situation. But rising to her feet she grunted then yawned. Damn how long did I sleep past that birthing and missed grabbing a two-legged morsel. Bah curse my luck in it all. Lazily she flicked her tail, but not once did her eyes remove from the purple male in front of her. Eyes boring into him like two evil lights, she meant to prove her dominance over Spyro even in her state after having the brood. Hatchlings meant work... but honestly if they could be molded as she plotted they would be, then it was all worth it in the end. Imagine her though finally giving life to blood of her own... it was interesting and yet mind boggling. For who would ever fall in consent to a b***h like her anyway she wondered. Most males flew off like the cowards they were in front of her.
"But of course, "she hissed with a smirk, "Plotting is what I do best. You are stuck with me it seems so I suppose we shall make the best of it in company. Hmm I may learn to grow liking you... but don't count on it."
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 1:49 pm
Spyro had no intention of going near the baskets now since it seemed Cynder planned to play the role of mother instead of killing the foals. " stuck with you for as long as i will it and i highly doubt ether of us will learn to ever like one another." snearing, he now had no reason to stick around since things seemed over and done with atlest til the foals came out of the baskets. "enjoy watching over those baskets im sure that will be loads of fun."
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Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2008 3:28 pm
Time had passed in a week's span as the female dragon spent time with her baskets which to her were like little gems waiting to grace the world. Little evil gems that would probably snap at the littlest thing if it buzzed or hopped near. The thought was amusing and also quite satisfying. Her children would be as aggressive as she was or she'd see their blood turn cold by her dislike of them. Whatever the case her eyes like glinting emerald daggers never left her vigil.
When they began to stir finally a smirk painted over her maw casually as she got to her feet. Lately she was contained to that one area and Spyro had brought her food. Either that or she snapped up the nearest 4 legged thing that dared to pass her by.
The more active they grew the more excited she got tempted to singe the baskets open but she decided against it. When they finally did break through she noted their darkness but also the purple that was dominant over them both. Scowling she turned looking for spyro.
"They're here purple pest... I suppose you may come closer" She sneered at him in a vicious manner knowing how well she could intimidate the b*****d.
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 12:07 am
time had past since he had learn of being a father and the foals being born after that. ofcourse he was now contsantly lurking about in the shadows and only coming close when she demanded food since she seemed to never want to leave the baskets unattended or in his care. snorting when she called to him, he came out of hiding and sneered back. " oh little protective mother plans to let me near? and what reason is that for?" eyes narrowed, hhe was not being as cocky as he use to act towards her only because he knew she would out witt him.
the dark purple, black and red basket thrashed about as if in anger as the foal inside wanted out. it was way to cramped up in the stupid basket and she demanded to be let out. giving a low growl, she thrashed about more til the basket tip over and she went tumbling out. tail lashign about like crazy, she eyed her new surrondings she had not expected to fall right into.
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