“Stay away from me,” Corvus hissed, crouching closer to the ground.
What even
was this dude?
Part human, and one of Vultures toys. That’s all Corvus needed to know.
If Corvus managed to fly away and escape, this creature would simply find him again.
He had to get rid of him.
Corvus had never killed anything bigger than a deer before, let alone another dragon. If this even counted.
He curled his claws into the mulchy forest floor. He was bigger. Stronger. He had the advantage here.
Right?
Corvus shook his head, pinning back his ears and baring his teeth, crest standing tall.
He lunged, claws outstretched, aiming to grab the mutants scaled arms.
(Corvus is an awful fighter, bee-tee-dubs)
@Yukiko