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Grael grew increasingly nervous when the lightning dragon flew above her. She could not afford to get herself surrounded, nor could her pride live with backing down. She did a barrel roll in order to move out from beneath the dragon and rose several feet into the air, stayed at an angle to keep an eye on both of the agressive dragons.

She hoped they didn't both attack her, though she was prepared to prove herself in battle. She spread out her wings as well as her webbed ears. The water sloshed violently below her.

Anya hadn't really moved much while Silia was gone, it hurt when she did so she kept it to a minimum, when Silia had come back she was staring off into space. The dragon returning didn't startle her unduly, "Ohh I'm ready" she swung her head around lazily. "And don't worry about hurting me I'll be fine in the long run," Anya thought that saying this in advance would be better.

Ci'nala looked at the Sea Dragon. She snarled, then stopped flying and dived into the water. She went under the new arrival.
"Well, then maybe next time you'll make sure that you don't barge in to another dragon's territory!" She rushed up and attacked the new arrival in the stomach.

Tryst'n watched as his mate dived into the water to attack to new dragon. He couldn't fight her; she was strong and brave, and reckless to boot. He snarled at Sa-ar, then faced him in anger.
"You don't understand, you pathetic excuse for an eel! I'm protecting my mate! Do you have one? No? I didn't think so."

Sa-ar watched the new arrival very carefully, as she maneuvered away from beneath him. He was about to strike, when his eye caught Ci'nala finally break out of her mate's grasp. He backed off, deciding it was best for him not to be in the middle of this dispute. The antics of the local dragons served only to confuse him.

Then Tryst'n was in his face. Sa-ar seemed unpeturbed by his outburst, and stared at him with calm disdain. "Protection does not warrant holding them back. If you honestly think your mate is so weak, why would you select her in the first place?" Sa-ar's voice, though projecting well, was nonchalant. "You not only confuse me beyond all reckoning, but your inferiority offends me." With that comment, Sa-ar slide away from Tryst'n, moving out further along the water to watch the conflict between Ci'nala and Grael, ready to bat away Tryst'n if he launched an attack in his misplaced fury, or to rectify himself should the whispy dragon pull the same trick twice by manipulating the wind.




"Is that so...? Interesting. I'll have the report finished in no time..." came the rich voice of a dark skinned woman, donning a lab coat over a button-up shirt and jeans. She took hold of a clipboard with some scribbled notes, briefly examining them before looking up and smiling at the other man in a lab coat. "I'm sorry for my late arrival, there were a few minor delays... a long with some wrong directions."

"The was to be expected. We had to relocate due to a security breach. Accomodations have already been arranged in your name on a hotel by the beach. A shuttle can get you there. I expect that to be typed up and presentable by tomorrow." intoned the lab technician the woman was speaking to. "Oh, and Miss Brown? Do be careful not to wander too far inland. The dragons can be dangerous... "

"I wouldn't worry about me; I'll be very well behaved. But, thank you." With that Subira placed the notes into a satchel that rested on her rotund hips and headed out. She hung her lab coat up on a nearby rack, grabbed her luggage she'd left in the hall, and proceeded out of the small lab. She took in a deep breath of the warm, tropical air. It was nice to be in a warm climate again, having grown up in Africa before immigrating. Now, here she was on a secluded island that has become a hotspot for dragon studies. She could not help but put on a small, wry grin as she shook her head. They ran, but they didn't stay hidden...

Having some free time left to her, confident she could easily type up the notes in no time, she decided to do a little wandering. She was interested to see what businesses or attractions were already in the works for this island, and furthermore, very interested in where to get some food. She took the available shuttle, a dingy little car that was something between a golf cart and the safari jeeps, and headed towards the beach. She had no trouble finding her accomodations, and briefly stopped in to drop off her things. Finally, it was time to see about food. The woman wandered out onto the beach...

Grael was taken aback when her opponent pulled away and asked the guest to take care of her. She bristled and flapped her wings a couple of times. "Rude, aren't you?" she smirked. "Either that or too cowardly to deal with me yourself."

Grael looked toward the lightning dragon. "You seem eager to fight though, I suppose I better not dissappoint you then." She readied herself for his attack. His lightning might end up being tricky.

Despite the fact that Grael was ready for Sa'ar's attack, she was still only barely able to dodge, as she made a stroke for him, trying her best to get her teeth inside him. She could not let him kill her.

She broke away from her attack suddenly and made for the island. She didn't follow the other dragons, if they weren't going to help her they were of no use to her. She lowered her altitude but stayed outside of the water, his made that too dangerous.

"I will fight you later, I have a mission that has more importance than you." as she shouted this to Sa'ar she threw up a wall of water in between them, turning slightly, just before she crashed into the trees she changed into her human form and prayed that he had been too late following her to spot where she landed.

There was a certain satisfaction Sa-ar felt about digging his teeth into his opponent, or rather, grazing her with his fangs. She had maneuvered around to bite him back, and he couldn 't get his jaw quite to lock down on a large enough piece of her hide. This did not seemt to deter him in the least, as it served to get his adrenaline pumping as he felt the piercing presence of teeth. With grace her quickly righted himself, turning his head to snap at her from a different angle... only to see and feel her jettison away despite having made contact.

Although some may have made some witty quip, or outright called her a coward as she fled, the side comments in a fight were not particularily Sa-ar's style. He half lidded his eyes to protect them from sediments or water particles in the wind as he charged through the air at a vast speed. When the water shield went up, he went charging through it, not delayed much due to his sleek, aerodynamic form. All he had to do was pin his wings against his long, narrow body in order to pass through without losing much momentum.

Once through, he glanced around, searching for his target. It was then he took note of her landing and transformation. In a spiralling motion he descended to where she had landed on the island, hovering over the now tiny form, the trees tickling under his belly.

Perhaps now it was time for words.

"Your hypocrisy knows no bounds. You criticise the territory's lords for cowardice, promise a worthwhile battle, then upon impact that hardly constituted as a climax, you flee?"