~The Forests of Avalon, A Dragon Roleplay~

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The scent of blood aroused Dread from his nap and yawned loudly.
Then, proceeding to shake the weariness from his wings, took off after it.
 
"Well, if it isn't my bestest bud. My bestest bud with a delicious meal that appears far to large for him to finish alone." Dread grinned, landing a short distance away.
 
Dread made a rather disgusted noise, "You touched it. Now it is spoiled, your germs crawling all over it."
He took a gold claw and flicked it back in his direction.
 
Dread shook his wings again and gave the carcass a glance, " Eh, I can always sterilize my mouth."
 
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