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He widened his eyes then motioned from the dragons to her to him to the tunnel behind them and then to her again. He clearly wanted her to do something. He was getting frantic, hand gesture becoming more and more tense.

((He's like pouting in the corner and she's being all nice and stuff, lol))

After a while, Borealis looked over to see Farah hadn't moved, and gave a long, meaningful sigh. No sign of hearing him. He sighed again, this time louder and more pronounced. Still, nothing. He cleared his throat.

Annnnnd now she's going to sleep again, this...I mean....honestly... Borealis thought, rolling his eyes and putting his face in his hands.

Borealis threw his hands in the air and muttered under his breath. This is ridiculous...

"I mean, it nearly tried to kill me! You saw it!"

"They are NOT." Borealis said firmly, putting his chin in his hands. "Dragons are fierce, dangerous, power-hungry beasts that should be taken care of appropriately. And by that I mean shouldn't be treated like week old puppies, they're dragons for crying out loud!"

((XD It's okay))

Jay was getting really annoyed now. "I expect you to believe what? My parents raised one child and that was me, okay? Jay Hood, ME. I have no weirdly stalkerish sister, i don't know anybody named Ana, or whatever your name was, and I'd really appreciate it you left me alone! If I even had a sister, wouldn't my parents have told me? I mean, really! What kind of parents would do that?"

"But but but..." Borealis was at the end of his rope. He sat down with a huff and crossed his arms, looking remarkably like a pouting toddler.

"Poor baby??" Borealis nearly shrieked, but managed to keep his disbelief to a hiss. "That's a dragon, Farah, not a one-year-old puppy!"

Borealis didn't argue this time, and put his sword away - VERY reluctantly, though - but kept one hand on its hilt, ready to jump to Farah's rescue if the dragon decided to fry her to a crisp. "Farah..." Borealis said nervously, looking at the dragon's face.

"But this flippin' dragon's gonna kill us!" Borealis argued, voice taking a slightly higher note.

((XD kay then))

Borealis reached out one hand to touch it, and one finger touched the tip of the golden beast's nose. Borealis tried to breath quieter as he eased his entire hand on its nose, until he stood, shaking from excitement, with his hand between the horns on the dragon's head. He began running his hand up past the horns and onto the dragon's neck, but suddenly -

"ROOOOAAAAARRRRRRR!!!!!!!!"

Borealis jumped back, and just in time, because with a burst of angry flame the dragon reared up and seemed to grow to twice its size. It towered above Borealis, smoke puffing from its nose and eyes narrow slits. It wasn't the beautiful gold color any more. No, now it was an angry, bright, blinding bronze, it's tail lashing and its nostrils flared.

"Farah!" Borealis yelled, drawing his sword quickly and backing up a few more yards. He knew it he just knew it.

((XD))

Borealis kept going, and then, all of a sudden he realized what it was and how close he was, and jumped back, muffling a yelp. It was a beautiful, shimmering, gold and silver dragon. It's scales were as brilliant as the sun, but Borealis was transfixed. It was absolutely and definitely the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. It was sleeping calmly with it's small head over one leg, tail curled gracefully around it's body.

"Wow..." Borealis murmured.

Borealis watched, hand on his sword hilt, just in case. But the dragon didn't stir and Farah was looking so peaceful, Borealis hated to disturb her. But, just as he was about to tap her on the shoulder, he glimpsed a shimmer in the dark. He squinted through the gloom, and thought he could see...there! He saw it again! Borealis slowly crept deeper into the gloom, his hand firmly set upon his sword hilt.

Borealis stood, gaping. He knew dragons were fierce, horrible creatures whose sole reason for living was to collect gold and kill humans. All the dragons he'd battled were like that...and yet as Farah was inches away from this dragon's glittering teeth, it only slumbered on, peaceful.

Borealis put his sword away, embarrassed. "Sorry...I guess it was just a reflex...but you don't know how dangerous these things are! You shouldn't go around petting a sleeping dragon, you know!"

Borealis jumped forward, and snatched her hand away, standing in front of her with his sword drawn. "Stay back, fair maiden!" He shouted gloriously, and they just stood there, while the dragon continued sleeping peacefully. After a little while it grew kind of awkward. In fact, it was really awkward from the moment Borealis 'jumped to her rescue'.

((XD kay then))

Borealis looked over at Farah, and jumped in surprise. But he quickly regained is cool, as he was a knightly prince, after all...or at least he was supposed to be. Farah was inches away from a sleeping dragon, and it was at least twenty times the size of her. It was a very big dragon.

Borealis followed, and as soon as he passed through the door, the dank and awful smell of damp and dirty dragon scales filled his nose. He wrinkled it.

"We must be getting close - hey I heard there were floors upon floors down here, full of dragons...I dunno if there's even an end to how many floors there are. At least fifty dragons are down here, you know!"

Borealis scanned the door, but he saw nothing unusual about it. Well, except the fact that it was iron, with noticable claw marks all over it, and completely blackened from fire. Borealis gulped. He was used to fighting dragons in open air, with plenty of room to jump around and dodge fire bursts. But here...he had no place to run but straight, and no place to hide at all. He hadn't known he was claustrophobic.