Whitestar felt his lips start to curl at the snide comment from the guard, but he forced his snarl down, fixing a cold but steady composure on his face. Which, of course, only grew harder as the human continued.
"Dragons like me" don't want anything to do with the abuse you put them through, and it's shocking how blindly you expect them to accept a life like that.
Whitestar's tail lashed as the bitter thought burned through his mind and it took everything he had not to say it aloud, instead, listening in silent fury to the conversation between Austin and the Den guard.
How stupid are these humans?
He thought back to Alyssia, worry slightly dampening his rage. She was the only human he'd seen or even heard of having an ounce of sympathy and understanding for dragons. Why was it so impossibly rare to find one that had all of their screws in place?
And now she was missing, vanished somewhere into the deadly, twisting halls of the Den. And what was Austin doing about it? Running scared for the exit without her. He wasn't really trying.
An idea was slowing bubbling up in Whitestar's mind and he glanced back at the two humans before sidestepping slowly, quietly toward the nearest hall.
@Yukiko
@Bella the Chicken Lover
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