<font color='#32CD32'>Belunga in a muffld voice called out but had noticed that Hype and Misty had both taken off down the beach. He roared in his Booming dragon voice WAIT UP and then stuffed the sculpture in his mouth. He unwrapped his wings and flapped once cattching enough air to shoot him half way to Hype. With another flap he was ahead of Hype and in 3 more powerful flapps he was 30 feet in front of Misty. He landed and spread his wings out their span of 50 feet to stop Misty from entering the forest. Belunga took the sculpture out of his mouth and threw it in front of Misty to show her that it wasent a voo doo doll. he looked at Misty lumbering towards him with her big feet and yelled "I carved it cause i think your bieutiful!" Realising what he had just said once again did his little cocoon thing and started cursing at his mouth for beeing faster than his brain.</font>
<font color='#810541'>Misty pumped her legs, taking long strides. She turned her head to see Hype gaining on her quickly. When Misty faced forward again, she saw Belunga, his huge wings blocking her path. With a terrified yeowl, Misty unfolded her wings and flapped them with as much strength as she had. Her wings were far too short to acually fly, but they did stop her from colliding with Belunga. Misty didn't notice the carving that Belunga threw at her feet, nor did she pay any attention to the words he blurted. Misty was more concerned about escaping. When Belunga folded his wings around himself in embarassment, Misty took this chance to pump her wings one more time. She began running again, towards Belunga as fast as she could. At the last second, she flapped her wings and launched herself into the air. Misty didn't get too far though. As she flapped, Misty pretty much glided right into the forest. She was heading straight for an extremely large tree. Once again, in a quick movement, Misty waved her tail and carefully dug her claws into the soft bark of the Meyneh tree. Once she was secure, she began making her way up the tree, lifting one paw at a time and digging her long claws into the bark. In a few short moments, Misty was a good half way up the 250 foot tree. She paused to rest on a large branch, and gazed over the side to see if either of the pendragon's had decided to follow her up.</font>
<font color='#A8A8A8'><table width="300"><font face="verdana">Hype blinked at his antics, and began to skid. As he tried to come to a dangerously fast halt without slowing down, he accidentally tripped and stumbled head over heels for a few feet. Head still spinning, he gazed around, trying to spot Belunga and Misty. The male gathered his senses in time to see Belunga retreat back into his shell, and could guess what had just occurred. With a groan, he got to his feet, and trudged over to them, glancing back and forth between the swimmer and fisherman. "Alright, ok, alright... Miss, we don't hate you, so please stop running away, and Belunga.." He paused, then said, "Belunga.. Belunga, come out!" Just as he was about to protest further, Hype noticed that Misty had taken off again. He sighed heavily, and weighed his options... Go after her and lose more energy, stay here and try to save Belung'a soul, or simply turn around and go back to sun-basking. He hesitated for only a moment, then, with an inner groan, ran off past Belunga, after Misty. As he turned a sharp corner, Hype kicked up a bit of dust, but not enough to block his view. He could clearly see the female's streamlined form making its way up the tree. Not really up for a climb, Hype satisfied himself by calling up to her, "Miss! Please listen... we don't want to hurt you or anything! My friend is just demented! He's harmless!" With this, Hype peered behind him, checking to see if Belunga was keeping up. </font></table></font>
<font color='#32CD32'>Belunga noticing that Misty hadent even seen the sculpture or heard what he said. And then hearing Hype tell him to open up he slowly and reluctantly opend his wings. He looked around for Misty and saw her hiding up in a tree. Belunga figured chasing her was getting them nowhere so using his loudest dragon voice called up to Misty. "why the heell are you running. We are just trying to be frendly" he said. Them Belunga walked over to the sculpture and picked it up and showed her. "it is just a piece of driftwood it isent a god damn voodoo doll if your gunnna make a voodoo doll you use twigs grass and material NOT DRIFTWOOD!" he roared Then he sat down tossed the sculpture on the ground infront of him and waited for some sort of responce. girls he thought as he shook his head</font>
<font color='#810541'>From atop her branch, Misty panted heavily. She listened to Hype trying to reason with her. Perhaps she had taken off too quickly, and hadn't got the whole story. But even though Misty doubted herself for being up in the tree, she didn't budge. It was Belunga's booming dragon-like voice, and his harsh tone that kept Misty's claws planted in the bark of the great tree. If he was attracted to her like Misty had caught earlier, then why was he yelling at her and using mild profanity. Instead of comming down, Misty leaned over, using her tail for balance, and took a glance at the two. She wasn't aware of how high she had climbed. It might not have been a problem, had her wings been a few feet longer, but being unable to fly and being stuck half way up a Meyneh tree was a problem. Misty was further away from her element than she had ever been. It made her nervous. Misty swallowed hard, tore between her newly found fear of heights, and the two still possibly dangerous pendragon's awaiting her on the ground. I... I am comen' down. I don't want any funny buisness. I just want to get out of this 'ere damn tree. Misty spoke loudly, but there was still a quiver in her voice. She slowly inched her way down the tree, tail first, and wings out for balance. A few peices of bark flew as one of her feet slipped, but she was able to regain her footing without falling. Once her feet touched the ground, Misty turned to face the two males. She was now cornered up against the tree, and the two males would be able to tell she meant buisness as the fur on her back rose up ever so slightly.</font>
<font color='#A8A8A8'><table width="300"> <font face="verdana">Sighing heavily, Hype brought up two digits to rest on his forehead, rubbing his temples as he shook his head back and forth. "Ma'am.. Miss... Hey.. We're not hostile... Hell, we don't even have anything to be hostile about. The only thing I'm protective of around here is my little sun-bathing spot and the small bit of privacy I've managed to catch. Belunga, well, he's just about turned to mush for you...." Here, Hype turned around and glanced at other male, giving a slight shake of his head to sow that yelling was not the way to go here. Then, looking back at Misty, Hype bowed his head a bit and added, "So... could you please stop running? We don't like chasing you..."</font></table></font>
<font color='#32CD32'>Belunga watched Misty slowly come down the tree and was relieved when she finaly set foot on the ground. He also noticed the look Hype gave him and understood what it meant. So in his friendlyest quietest voice said I am so verry sorry i startled you Misty now if you dont mind i would like to introduce myself properly He gave Misty a deep bow and continued My name is Belunga from the Oakenblade family i am pleased to meet you Having said this Belunga made himself a miniature throne with his wings and sat on itand waited for a reply.</font>
<font color='#810541'>Misty flushed with embarassment. They hadn't been after her for her father's political views. She had just been a paranoid femme. And the one acually liked her. Nammet Nammet Nammet! Sorry about that there running thing. I suppose I thought yous was someone else... ooc Sorry its so short but I gots a major brain fart!</font>
<font color='#32CD32'>Belunga noticing that misty wasent scared anymore let out a relieved sigh Dats ok i can understand why you were scared i get it alot having been half dragon and all Belunga pointed to his wings with his hand. Then he walked over to the sculpture and picked it up and handed it to misty. And this is'nt a voo doo doll either it is just a sculpture i carved of you and how i did it so well i dont know seeing as i am not the best artist in the world ^^ Belunga then tossed the sculpture at misty and smiled.</font>
<font color='#810541'>Misty stretched out one oh her wings and caught the sculpture in one of the leathery folds. Tilting her wing, she let the sculpture slide into her paw. Now that she had a chance to look at the sculpture, she examined it closely. Well this is amazin'. I ain't never seen anything like it. You did this just watchen' me a minute ago. With a shy smile, Misty raised her eyes and looked at Belunga. She looked at his enormous wingspan, and then it clicked in, Yer part dragon?! </font>
<font color='#32CD32'>Belunga's eyes instantly dropped when she said that and his cheeks flushed bright red. NAMMIT i was hoping she wouldent notice yes as a matter of fact i am BUT i dont know how it happend or why please dont hate me because i am half of a creature that is considered very evil among the pendragons Belunga realised how stupid he sounded after he had said it and slumped down.</font>
<font color='#728FCE'>A nearby pendragon looked on slightly amused a every antic they had done. Other pendragons are rather interesting to watch.... Casting a glance at the half-dragon, "You know, people aren't worth your attention if they go by what you are and not who you are. You can learn alot about a pendragon from the way they react to the information." Stretching slightly he laid down on.</font>
<font color='#810541'>Misty's ears swivled around to meet the new commer's words. Misty frowned and lowered her head, a little embarassed. T-thats not what I meant. Misty's tail drooped and she lowered her ears. That's not what I meant at all. </font>
<font color='#728FCE'>"Oh, no, no that's not what I meant at all." I guess my good deed of the year's been wasted reassuring some pendragon. "You ought to be careful about speaking about touchy issues...think about how you would feel if someone started bursting out about something not 'to-do' in pendragon society? Such as your father?"</font>
<font color='#32CD32'>Belunga smiled big and said EH thats ok i dont mind atleast she asked instead of hating me like some people just do belunga just realised that he was talking to a new person and jumped who are you he asked sitting up a little to look bigger</font>
<font color='#728FCE'>Hm...he gave a calculating look then replied, "Me? I'm Rioze Kuroshiro, glad to be of service. Journeymen of the Poison trade." The way he said it indicated he was indiscriminite on who bought his poisons and did not care how they were used. "And you?"</font>
<font color='#32CD32'>hmmmm poison trade eh hmmmmm EVIL I am Belunga of the Oakenblade family and i am a master swimmer as belunga said that he nondescritly moved his body so that he could defend easly if needed Belunga didnt like the sound of this Rioze. Anyone to do with poisons in belunga's eyes was not a verry nice person. after saying what he said belunga looked over at misty...</font>
<font color='#810541'>Misty sat quietly and took in Rioze's comments. When he mentioned her father, she slumped even lower. Her father, Echo, was a Terez follower. He supported Terez in all of his assassination attempts at the Graders, and belived that the Dragyn's were the rightful rulers. This was not Misty's opinion. She didn't mind the Graders, they had never done anything to harm her. It was her family name that forced her to live a solitary life, not the Graders. Her father had destroyed any pride the Wahder's had. Echo had spread a rumour that his wife was killed trying to restore the Dragyn name, when in fact she had taken her own life. The rest of her family line was spread thin across Ramath. Misty was the only known Wahder left, but her brother and father still lived. Her father was said to be seen living underground, and her brother cannot be found. Misty didn't go into hiding though, she simply just avoids everyone. Misty looked carefully at the newcommer, and decided not to let his sharp words cut into her. You best watch yer tounge boy. My father's issues are his own. You'd be better of not to mention him again. </font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>Yarri, yarri(dear, dear) these pendragons are rather suspicious. Rioze noticed the defensive stance that Belunga took. He wasn't too surprised, not many people took it well that he was of the poison trade....he learned to ignore it and go on with his life. Â Though he didn't show it at all he was slightly hurt by femme's words. Subliminally, no matter what they say they all judge me by my trade and hear my words the wrong way.... "I'm not that fond of the Graders myself for your information. My brother, a stupid little Nio-" Rioze suddenly fell silent realizing what he was about to say. I'm such an idiot. I need to work on being around female pendragons. "Forget it."</font>
<font color='#32CD32'>Belunga not likeing this new pendragon verry much said no no no go ahead i wold like to hear what you have to say Belunga sort of wanted this person to leave he was just starting to hit it off with Misty and he didnt trust anyone with any amount of experiance with poisons. Belungas tail was flopping from side to side in irritance that such a young pendragon was talking rude to his new lady friend...</font>
