Deathwish

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Date: any day
Time:Around noon
Weather: cool and partly cloudy
Divorjak's throat let out an angry snarl as he felt Cyndis tug lightly at his reigns. Sure he may be human, but he was by no means in control. Divorjak shot an evil glance back... The only warning the boy was getting. Cyndis set down his reigns and let Divorkak have his head. Leaving him to do as he wished.
"Sorry...."
"Step out of line again and you'll be the next meal." hissed continuing to walk. His bulky frame pushed his legs out to the side when he walked, making him walk like an enormous iguana. It was amazing how fast he could manage to run if he needed to. He pushed his head down to the ground, smelling for a scent, then he bucked hard, throwing Cyndis off one way. "Stay there." he ordered as he ran off. A loud, echoing roar shook the heavens. Obviously a fight. Cyndis stayed were he fell, his arms going over his head to tey not to look at what was going on, his dragon was in the prossess of bringing down something big. Divorjak continued his assult on the bigger dragon, a zippleback, as it swung one head back to try to hit him with it's horn. The black wester let go of his grip on his back to catch the back of it's head in his jaws and squeezed down with crushing force. He yanked back, pulling it off balance then slammed his crown of horns into it's chest taking it down. It failed in pain, unable to get up or fight back. He screamed as Divorjak tore into him. He pulled his head up and locked eyes with his boy.

"Come." he ordered. "Today, I teach you the art of death." Divorjak sang and Cyndis crept near.

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Scout looked up to the skies, her smile clear and present on her soft face as she looked to the grey endless mass above her,
"Ahh..a good sign for rain..and rain brings Storms." She chuckled to herself as she closed her eyes to feel the breeze mixing in her rusty red hair; nothing could distract her at this moment.
Borealis on the other hand was quite content with eating her fish, pushing a cod out of the way as she found a big salmon and gobled it down without much effort, her frosty breath glitering frost on the grass below her wandering snout as she sniffed for the good fish.

Scout turned her head back to her companion, the look of glee and exitement in her eyes; Borea just rolled her reddish eyes and continued to feed. "Well your no fun." She sassed at Borea, only to receive a slight whack from the Crystil's paddle-tail.
Rubbing the now sore spot on her head, the distant sound of fighting caught her attention; she was all for ticking people off with her tricks..but a fight could be a good and bad thing to her.
"Borea..follow." looking up from her fishy dinner, the dragoness followed closely behind with added curiosity as dragon sounds reached her ears as well..but her own reaction was a nervous rumble.

Coming upon the scene Scout had just seen the zippleback fall to the ground in pain as it passed; blood spilt on the ground and the dragon responcible for the death...and a trainer?!
"What's going on here?"

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Dooley stood on a branch high up on a tree. He spent most of his days in the woods. He found it to be very relaxing. He slowly climbed down. He threw his spear to the ground to make the climb more easy. He walks around a bit his cloak flowing in the slight wind. His spear in his right hand.

He ran his hand threw his black hair, causing it to get a little more messy. However it didn't bother him in the slightest. He stops by a tree and tried to decided if he should attempt to climb this tree. He slowly gave into the challenge and climbed up the tree with ease. He carried his spear with him to get more accustomed to it. He had only recently attempted to climb with his spear. It didn't take long for Dooley to reach the top.

When he looked around he spotted a dragon and trainer headed to what sounded like a fight. Dooley's curiosity got the better off him and he hopped through the trees with ease. He finds a tree to watch the confrontation to play out. He sees the dead dragon body on the ground which made Dooley a little sick. He could handle human deaths but a dragon death was different.

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Divorjak's wicked gaze continued to bore into Cyndis, commanding him. The girl showed up first, urging for a confrontation. What a big mistake. He nudged Cyndis tward the girl. 
"This is your chance... Kill her." he ordered his little puppet. 
Cyndis hesitated. 
"Divorjak. We can't. We'll getin trouble. You cant just take down big things and expect there not to be a scene made!" he argued, Divorjak's expression fell menacingly. A deadly calm look ohasing past him. 
"Either you kill her and her dragon as peacefully and calmly as you can. Or I'll kill you all. Now im going to eat befre this goes bad. You either do it before I'm done, or youll be joining it in my belly." he snarled, going back to his corpse. 

Divorjak latched his jaws down onto the side of the beast, tearing off a hunk and swallowing it whole. He looked like a massive crocodile, dowing something hed just drowned. He was huge and bulky, a line went down his back from the sheer amount of muscle he was carrying. He looked like he could take one heck of an impact. Stopped a moment, realizing Cyndis hadn't made a move. And another human was closing in. This honnestly wasnt what he wanted at all. He wanted just to have a meal with as few collateral deaths as possible, but looked like that wasnt going to happen. If he could scare them into keeping their mouth's shut. He knew just the trick. 

Divorjak lifted his head to be level with the treebranch Dooley was in, his crimson eyes staring down the boy with a vicious sheen. He then snapped his jaws shut on the branch close by the base to try to snip it off like a lawn-trimmer. He then lifted his tail and swung it around over on top of Cyndis and hopefully to hit Scout too. Cyndis yelped in agony as he hit the ground on his back, he weased, a rib was most likely broken from how he landed on the shaft of his axe. But now was no time for pain.

"Now youve done it. Cyndis. Get on my back... Now." Divorjak ordered. As much as he hated to admit it, Cyndis dying in a big fire accsedent would be rather unfavorable to him... But do-able he blew flames and smoke in a ring around them, trying to trap them inside. A trapped Viking and dragon was a negotiatable Viking. If he could get them to 'sell their soul' and not say a word then he'd be alright.

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Scout just stared at the twop hearing only half the conversation between the two. But when the words 'killing them without a scene' came from the young boys mouth; Scout got on her guard, jumping to the back of her Crystil and a stern look upon her face toward the two.
"Are you two enemies of Berk?" She said unsheathing her sword slightly. Boreas had her reddish eyes glued to the other dragon before them; a rodent of frost building up in her lungs ready to be blown at the two if death was what they truely meant to her and her Trainer; who was already on the alert. They both had many advantages at this point...but playing them was also important.

"I wish to hear nothing but honesty and truth from you and your dragons lips. I might forgive t the dragon death and not speak but it doesn't mean I'll forget it, nor let you get away with what you've done."

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Dooley leaped off the branch when the dragon bite down on it. He didn't want to fall prey to the dragon. He rolled into some nearby bushes and hits the ground in a roll. His spear landed behind him.

He got up from the roll his cloak had gotten stuck in some branches and have torn in many places. His face had a small scratch on his right cheek. A little amount of blood seeps from the wound. He stood next to the more friendly dragon and Viking. However he doesn't fully trust the pair.

He choose not to speak. He didn't want to get on one of their bad sides. He would be very out matched. He noticed his spear was by the now destroyed bush. He felt a weight in his stomach. If a fight broke out he would have been totally defenseless. He soon started to look around for a escape route. He found a route behind him. He didn't plan on running into anything like this in the woods. He was never bothered by any dragons. he stayed out of their way and they did the same. He looked at the dragons and wonders which would win if it came to a fight.

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Divorjak's sniffed the air, flresh human blood. Dragon flesh was nothing compared to humans, they tasted just incredible, and the screams they made. He lowered his head to dooley. 
"Divorjak, stop it! Please!" Cyndis tugged on his reighns trying to stop him from making advances on him. "You've already gotten me in enough trouble." 
Divorjak shot cyndis a glare and  slamed his horns into his trainer's side. 
"Oh shut up you misrible magot." he growled as cyndis crumbled and fell, coughing up blood. "Any more opinions?"
Cyndis could feel tears running down his cheeks as he shook his head in submission. 
"Good boy." the dragon said in false praise. "No take care of this... I'll meet you at him.... If your not home in an hour I'll assume your dead. Kill them or don't i dont care." Divorjak hissed as he walked back, pushing through the brush.
Cyndis struggled to get up. He didnt want to fight, that was an obvious fact.however, he knew Divorjak would kill him if he came back and news got out about the canible dragon.Saxi would kill him, he didnt want the post. He'd heard what would happen to bad students and it sounded absolutely hell on earth. That man could be nice, but he could also be an absolute demon.

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Scout was very much in anger of seeing the dragon push around the young viking..Borea's the same feeling her partner had; but to Scout's surprise Borea's took after the western...and it seemed like she was starting to build up for the attack as she dashed out of sight; giving out a loud roar to stop the other dragon to face her.

Scout called out to Dooley as she rushed over to the viking on the ground, "Go get help from town, he's got a large gash and needs help quickly!" She turns back to look at the young lad, "Looks like your dragon is a bit overly-confident with himself, huh. Thinks he can get away with whatever he feels like?" She said as she started stripping off her own bottom half of her shirt, putting the ripped cloth in her small water jug and placing it on the wound;
"A dragon like that needs to be shown he can't use that behaviour period." She lightly pressed against the wound and got more water to flow down on it, "Names Scout..and the ground running dragon I have is Borealis, she's a Crystilscale Dragon and pretty capable of handling any dragon she goes after."

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Dooley didn't like the fact that the harsh dragon thought he could treat the Viking like he was trash. He always though a dragon and a Viking should have a bound that was filled with trust and love. However this relationship was not.

Dooley was going to follow Scout's orders but he then realized it would take to long to get a experienced healer from the village to come and help. Dooley had picked up a few things about treating wounds. "It will take to long. Let me treat him for now. Then we can take him back to the village." Dooley said calmly.

He grabs the jug of water from Scout and pours some water on Cyndis' wound and then he grabbed Scout's wet cloth. "Let me help." Dooley said to Cyndis. HE however didn't wait for a response and started to clean the wound anyways. He then started to wrap the wound with some of his ripped cloak. He soon discarded his cloak due to the little bit that was left of it. He used most of it to clean the wound and wrap it. He made a mental note to get a new cloak or something. He felt bare without it. "Lets move you over here." Dooley said pointing to a tree for Cyndis to lean on.