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Magr'ateth // Loiec k'Tiermant ([personal profile] noble_sin) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs 2012-02-13 07:53 pm (UTC)

[He sits, catlike, while he's examined, stiff like a guardian sphinx, though the nudges at his wings make his head and neck tremble a little. His head twists, and he lets out more of that foreign dragon-tongue, throatier and more baritone now, but just as incomprehensible. And then he speaks in the human language he was using, something short and gentle.

The wings fold back and settle against him, the scales of the wings clink-clinking as they meet. There it's thinner... but across his chest and neck and body they're solid enough to deflect a sword blow, despite the way they easily shift and move with him. It's an incredibly efficient bit of design, the way it all goes together, as if the work of some sculptor matching bits and pieces of the best creatures in the world instead of the result of natural evolution.

He circles around her, head twisting as he looks her up and down. He doesn't coil like her, but with the way he so casually twists on himself even with the burden of the wings, it might be a matter of inclination rather than ability.

Then he pauses, and raises his head, and from his mouth lets out a little puff of flame, like that of an overlarge candle, that lasts for just a moment before snuffing out.]

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