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Damien heard a thump directly in front of him and out of pure reflex he lurched forward and grabbed at whatever was there, he got ahold of what felt like a wing. He was startled and released his grasp. The fear caused him to shift deeper into his dragon form now his entire body was that of the Damonfuerer.

Damien asked "What the hell was that? it was like a giant crow or an eagle of something!" Damien fell moved backwards and tripped over a large fallen branch and landing on his rear end. causing a small plume of flame to spout from his mouth.

Isobel jumped back when she felt someone grab her wing. Instantly, she pulled the dagger from her waist and bared her teeth. And then whoever it was had the nerve to call her a giant crow. A crow! Dirty, nasty things. She completely forgot about her fear of the trees being on fire and was filled with indignation. First he grabs her wing and then he calls her a crow! "I'm not a crow or an eagle! I'm a girl!" She stepped back from the heat of the sudden flame. "What are you?!"

Damien climbed back to his feet and used his tail to clear the smoke. "I am Damonfeuer, A dragon man." Damien was proud of his heritage and he still thought of this girl as a giant crow either that or she had crows wings. Damien asked "Where did you come from and why did you drop from out of the sky?"

Isobel put the hand that wasn't holding a dagger on her hip and cocked her head. "So you're the one that was causing all the smoke." She was pretty curious about the man. She'd never met a dragon before, let alone a Demonfury, or however it was pronounced. "I was sleeping up there," she points in a general upward direction at the tree branches above. "When I suddenly wake up with a face full of smoke. I thought this whole place was going up in flames."

Damien snorted which caused a pair of smoke rings to leave his nostrils, he replied to the girl "Well you can blame the witch girl over there." Damien pointed in her direction "She had the audacity to accuse me of burning down her village." Damien reverted back to his human form.

Isobel raised an eyebrow. "And you had the audacity to call me a crow." She shook her head. Well, this was a mess. She didn't know where the other girl was though. She listened quietly for a moment. She man was easy to place. He'd been talking all this time and making a ruckus. There. Her sensitive ears picked up the breathing of another person. She turned in that direction. "I didn't know there was a village around here. I'm sorry for your loss."

Mimi glared at Damien and clenched her hands slightly. "This Dragon boy doesn't understand my situation." She said, angry that he still took it as a misunderstanding. She looked at the girl and then at the ground. "Well, there isn't one now. It wasn't only burned down, a bunch of people just came in and started killing everyone for no reason. I'm trying to find them, would you happen to know anything about it?" She asked her since Damien's only power was to misread everything she could possibly say.

Isobel frowned and started to shake her head. "I don't know about anyone who's destroyed a village, and I haven't been in this area very long. Only a few days." She recalled what she'd heard just the other day. "I did hear a lot of footsteps and voices the other day. They were headed east." She raised her hand and pointed due east.

"I to happen to be wandering through this place... So tell me if your not a crow then what are you and where do you hail from?" Damien asked Isobel now curious as to why they now crossed paths.

Isobel stiffened. That was not a good topic to broach with her. She herself didn't really know anything about her past. "I don't see how that's any of your business. I'm a girl who just happens to have wings on her back."

"Well honey, im the one who can turn those chicken wings of yours into barbequed delicacies." Damien scoffed at her attempts of being secretive "Just tell me... What are you? I wont press on about your origins... But until I know what exactly you are im not comfortable hanging around you." Damien's worries where of one of these two trying to capture him after all one of them chased him through the woods and low and behold a second creature falls from the sky right where he was standing.

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Isobel crossed her arms. She didn't like being threatened and this man was getting on her nerves. She had no doubt she could defend herself, but still. Getting into a fight with a dragon would definitely take some time to heal from. "Well, I guess you're just going to have to settle for being uncomfortable while I'm around you. Because knowing what I am would require me knowing what I am." She said it simply, like it wasn't something that tortured her mind every day.

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Mimi sat down in front of a tree as the two argued. To be honest, she didn't know nor care what was going on between them. But from hers and Scales last fight, she could mostly tell it was his fault. He was too paranoid. "Hey, would you mind accompanying me on my revenge? I don't care if you come Scales, but I would like for you to come to." She said and crossed her arms, looking away from him stubbornly.

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Isobel sighed and uncrossed her arms. Well, she wasn't really sure what the man would do now. But she knew that she would stay with the girl. "Yeah, I'll definitely come." She reached behind her back to reassure herself that her staff was still there, which it was. She ran her fingers over the grooves and smiled slightly. Scales. That was a good nickname for him.

Damien balled his hand into a fist "Please don't call me that, if you do then ill have to come up with silly nicknames for the both of you." Damien laughed " You two will be the crow and the cotton candy witch. Honestly your colors don't match at all, it makes you look like you should be at each others throats. After all that's just how women are when it comes to fashion right?" Damien laughed at this notion again hoping to ruffle some feathers (excuse the pun) and get a little ruckus started.

Mimi looked at him and stuck out her tongue. "Don't call me that! My colors match perfectly!" She said and crossed her arms. "There might be a color or two off but it doesn't matter." She muttered and looked at him. "Besides Scales, cotton candy is yummy so why would that be an insult?" She asked, slightly upset that he said her clothes didn't match. She would get him back and it would be good, though what would it be? She smirked as many ideas came to her head.

Isobel frowned. Being called crow again was getting on her nerves. And, unfortunately, her irritation did show in the way the feathers on her wings ruffled up. "I think he meant your color vs. mine. So I'm gonna go ahead and assume you're pretty brightly colored." She put a hand on her hip and tilted her head. Great. He was sexist too. Isobel gritted her teeth and counted to ten in her head. When she was done she relaxed. "My name is Isobel."

It didn't take long for the sound of footsteps and bushes ruffling was heard around the group. Soon enough a person came through the foliage and looked around. Blake looked around trying to get an idea of where he was currently located. His eyes trailed over to meet a group of three which seemed to clash with one another. What do we have here? This isn't something that I expected to run into. Blake decided to approach the group of three in a cautious manner.

Damien smirked at Isobel "Nice to make your acquaintance, my name is Damien... Damien Cain." Damien stopped and turned to see Blake "My goodness your quite the dull fellow aren't you... You reek of sadness." Damien pointed at Blake "This guy makes me feel quite happy again, my misfortunes are small compared to the misfortunes of his face." Damien gave a big toothy grin as he chuckled under his breath.

Isobel heard the footsteps of another person coming towards the group and turned to face whoever it was that was coming. She shook her head. "Well, at least you're consistently rude to everyone you meet, Damien." There seemed to be a lot of people out in these woods. Jeesh, the biggest reason she came out here was to get away from people. A realization hit her and she stepped closer to Mimi and lowered her voice. "You don't recognize him as one of the men do you?"