Season For Dragons (Tae-Hyun X Tierra)

[Yeonn]

It was a stormy day the rains pouring down as if letting out anger. No creature would dare to venture outside between the cracks of lightning and the roar of thunder. However..one lone figure sat in the rain watching the sky growling at it his red and yellow the only color in the dull forest. He hated the rain and the foul weather it always brought out the worst of him but that was something he could not control. He was watching the sky slowly spreading his wings to shield him from the rain his massive form looming and ominous. He was still growling at the sky as if that would make the weather improve before shaking himself and once more shielding his body with his wings. His tail was swishing back and forth in the grass leaving a muddy imprint in the earth. He hoped no one would come upon him today..He was not in the mood for talking  

[Yeonn]

If he could he would allow himself to fly out of this mess and find shelter but he looked more like a gargoyle right now the lighting illumining his features. If not for the lightning he would be able to fly but it held him back and to the ground. He had never felt chained before but now at this moment he felt the storm was trying to chain him to the earth and keep him out of the sky. The rain only got worse but he never swayed he shielded his face with his wings but that to got annoying. Eventually it got to him that he let out a roar that shook the forest making anything that was taking shelter seek it someplace else.

He heard it before he saw it heavy footfalls someplace behind him. Why should he care nothing was dumb enough to challenge him deffiently not know when his rage was built up. He did not turn daring the creature to approach him he wanted to let all his rage out since it was pointless to attack the rain. He almost jumped when he heard a voice behind him making him growl " It is unwise to approach a strange in the dead of a storm..In fact..I despise this weather with everything i have" he turns and faces down the one who spoke to him baring his teeth but drawing back suddenly. The one who was talking was one much like himself..He had no idea why another would be here now of all times..He snarled at her upon seeing it was a mare. "The rain brings out the worst in us..It affects us all in different ways"

He eyes her in the semi-darkness enough to make out wings and her spikes. He knew not of her colors but why did it matter? "Why would i be happy to be stuck in a storm? I cant even fly!" he growls again his tail swishing again "I am standing here..What else am i going to do??" he snaps at her agitated now more than anything "Go back to where you came from mare" he growls softly and turns from her "This weather is no place for a pretty mare.."