Thamier decided it wasnt worth waiting for and left, heading for the pendragon that had left earlier....
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td><span style='color:gray'>So sorry I haven't been on! School started and I've been rushing around doing God knows what but I'm back now.</span></td></tr></table> Tsuj shivred. He couldn't tell where anything was. Something popped into his mind. Something that said that something else wasn't dangerous or going to hurt him. Tsuj didn't trust it. He had heard enough about Bhim to not trust it. He crouched low to the ground in fear. He held his Flitter tightly as well. Tears streamed from his eyes. He had no idea what was out there.
The dark pendragon slowly walked forwards, moving slowly and (he hoped) nonthreateningly. It was a challenge, though, being so much bigger than the young nioti, and after all, this was Bhim. The only trustworthy person on Bhim he knew was his mother, and she still lived in Swaraj. "Look, kid... Calm down," he said soothingly, awkwardly forming the words with his mouth. "I'm not going to hurt you. My name's Xjae. You can trust me, alright? We can both get out of here together."
Xjae shrugged, making a slight huffing noise that seemed to say, "Oh well." "Not much I can do about that, nioti," said the large, stocky pendragon. "You can either stay here or leave with me." He shrugged again and sat down, focusing upon the other pendragons around him. It seemed like they were moving off, but... Like the kid said, this was Bhim. The surface of this place was like a mirrored film over some thick, viscous liquid-- it seemed safe and relatively benign, but underneath there was nothing but rot. The fur on his haunches pricked at the thought, and his fur color edged into a dark, sickly green as his tail flame dampened with a nervousness he had been able to block out till then. He couldn't help but remember some of the stories his mother had told him, growing up... She was a lock pick, not an assasin, but she'd seen her share of bloody things on this continent. If Tsuj took much longer, the elder dragon would probably leave without him.
Tears leaked from Tsuj's eyes as he gave a small nod. -But we'll have to walk- he said sadly and stood.
(OOC: Short and crappy without much effort... Most of my creativity juice was leeched out by ebil projects for school.) Xjae smirked and shifted into his bipedal form. Bone wings crunched and crackled as they folded out of his spine, spreading regally behind him. "Who says we have to walk?" said the older 'dragon, chuckling a bit.
-I do- Tsuj said sadly splaying his wings and revealing a bloody gash stretching across the entire membrane of his right wing. Tsuj stared at the ground and flinched as he refolded his wings
Xjae frowned at the gash, but put aside his concern. The kid's injuries weren't his responsibility. None of it was, damnit! He was just going to take the kid... Somewhere. Anywhere but Bhim. "Not a problem," said he, voice low and almost comforting-- almost. "I can just carry you. So.... Where do you live?"
