[PRP] Scales and Stitches, what a scare! [Fyglia & Vidorum]

[Frezir]

The full moon was shining through the dark clouds that laced the starry sky. A low hiss could be heard from within the dense forest. It belonged to a lone mare of scales and fangs. Her blood red eyes pierced the darkness of the night. Her long scaled tail lashed against her hind legs as she watched a helpless foal look for it's mother. He forked tongue licked her fangs before tasting the air. Her wings flared out, but soon returned to her side when the scent of a stallion caught her attention.

"Looks like this could be my next meal..." Hissing softly as the foal ran off into the forest. Her attention was drawn to something else and this made her mouth water in anticipation.

 

[T-Kai]

Forest and Home.
Vidorun was in an odd mood, stitches round his mouth bleeding softly from when he had opened his mouth very slightly to drink earlier. Chain stood next to him, the bear on all fours, making soft noises at the horse.

"Vii. Viii." Chain murred softly at her bonded, worried by his strange behaviour. Vidorun stood motionless, head tilted slightly to the side, listening.

Someone is here.

Vidorun nudged Chain gently, tossing his head to indicate his meaning. To most others it was vague, but his familiar knew what he meant.  

[Frezir]

Fyglia followed after the scent of the stallion. Her tongue flicker from in between her fangs. Her long tail swished quickly against her hind legs. She was able to catch a glimpse of the stallion and what looked to be his familiar. Her eyes began to glow brighter as she got closer. Lunging out from the brush and vines, "Stand where you are, Stallion..." She hissed as her wings were fanned out.

Watching the two, glaring at the bear.