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Aistiva

the Dragon of Sol
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Marduk Salas

Shakily so, he unfurls moving his paws from his face and hesitantly lifting his head, swallowing the knot that's locked tight in the base of his throat. His mouth dry, he tests it only once maybe twice before rising on shaky limbs. Something new stirs within him as golden hues take in the reality of the scene before him, his parents mutilated bodies unmoving on the cold ground; and these aliens to blame. Shrieks of vaesen in the background only to fall upon deaf ears as pain twists and contorts into rage, he cared not his age, his size, short awkward limbs, or small needle like teeth barely able to pick meat from bone. Tiny lips curl, his hackles bristling upon his back with nothing left to lose he rushes from his hiding spot. Digging deep for as mighty of a growl as he can muster as he charges the demon alien. The pup slams his head into the mans leg, which throws him backwards, causing him to tumble over himself. Though dazed, he clambers to his feet giving a small shake of his head before charging again jaws parting to try and grab a hold of the back of his ankle all while a fuss of determined and pained snarls ripped through him.