Post by Heather on May 30, 2013 13:54:49 GMT -5
Heather had attacked a ogre who was much bigger then her in the defense of a town, she knew why she had done so. She never liked violence, but the sight of the children and others weaker then her in danger made her furious, during the bout she realized that she was only going to be able to go all out if there weren't any people. Blood dripping from her battered body she had chosen to lead the ugly thing into the forest with silly taunts and a few flame attacks. But as she went deeper the scenery began to change from a vast forest filled with grass and flowers, into something that was going to be very hard on her body and cause many problems...Icy snow. Winter snow covered the forest tops, snow covering her thundering claws made her very slow as the ogre fast approach knocking her a few feet with a large wooden club as her body hit the snow covering it with red.
"Damn...I don't have any choice..."
With those final words her body burst into a large fire pit among the snowy ground scattering the creatures as a large Dragon roared. Due to the damage she suffered she had gone unconscious leaving her demon blood to fend for herself as she threw back her head and roared. She Screeched making icicles frozen on the trees rattle and even some fall as the ogre came at her, his putrid smell wreaking out from his foul mouth, his battle cry. As the steam started to clear it was easy to make out the two fierce opponents, She lunged at him as his club came down crashing into her shoulder making her cry out a sheik of pain , but she retaliated, massive jaws clamping down on the ogres thick skin around his neck as it struggled bashing her in with his massive club, all the while pushing back her large body. Her claws left tracks in the snow, large tracks as she finally let out a large burst of scorching flames. The ogre screamed in agony as it pried her jaws form its neck and slammed into the cold snow, blood leaking from the wound above her head. This fight was difficult not because he was a ogre, but because of the icy cold, dragons need to keep a warm temperature or they will freeze and with the ice cooling her body her body heat dropped lower and lower, but in this state she would fight to the bitter end with her subconscious mind out cold the beast had its own will now and it would continue to fight until its opponent was dead.
Her mighty tail whipped about until it slammed into the ogres shoulder as it lessened its grasp on her head, the dragon quickly removed her head as she blew out another attempt of fire, this time scorching the club into cinders. The ogre did not like loosing its club oh no...as its towering arm slammed down pushing the dragon onto the lake's icy surface, crack began to form. It was clear now that this...was very bad. But this wasn't the worse part, in a final attempt the ogre's jaws clamped down luckily missing her long neck, and piercing into her shoulder making her cry out in pain, blood oozing from her shoulder, this was definitely a battle to the death, and this ogre wasn't about to give in anytime soon.
"Damn...I don't have any choice..."
With those final words her body burst into a large fire pit among the snowy ground scattering the creatures as a large Dragon roared. Due to the damage she suffered she had gone unconscious leaving her demon blood to fend for herself as she threw back her head and roared. She Screeched making icicles frozen on the trees rattle and even some fall as the ogre came at her, his putrid smell wreaking out from his foul mouth, his battle cry. As the steam started to clear it was easy to make out the two fierce opponents, She lunged at him as his club came down crashing into her shoulder making her cry out a sheik of pain , but she retaliated, massive jaws clamping down on the ogres thick skin around his neck as it struggled bashing her in with his massive club, all the while pushing back her large body. Her claws left tracks in the snow, large tracks as she finally let out a large burst of scorching flames. The ogre screamed in agony as it pried her jaws form its neck and slammed into the cold snow, blood leaking from the wound above her head. This fight was difficult not because he was a ogre, but because of the icy cold, dragons need to keep a warm temperature or they will freeze and with the ice cooling her body her body heat dropped lower and lower, but in this state she would fight to the bitter end with her subconscious mind out cold the beast had its own will now and it would continue to fight until its opponent was dead.
Her mighty tail whipped about until it slammed into the ogres shoulder as it lessened its grasp on her head, the dragon quickly removed her head as she blew out another attempt of fire, this time scorching the club into cinders. The ogre did not like loosing its club oh no...as its towering arm slammed down pushing the dragon onto the lake's icy surface, crack began to form. It was clear now that this...was very bad. But this wasn't the worse part, in a final attempt the ogre's jaws clamped down luckily missing her long neck, and piercing into her shoulder making her cry out in pain, blood oozing from her shoulder, this was definitely a battle to the death, and this ogre wasn't about to give in anytime soon.
