I CAN FEEL YOUR HEARTBEAT BABY

She had fallen. Dragon watched with suppressed and silent rage and horror as Destruction fell, bleeding heavily. Ears flicked to the red woman who had defeated her, though her words would pass through one ear to the other. He cared not for her, and although he had a good heart his home and all he knew was just stolen from him...he trusted Destruction, for he had learned about her and even wanted her to be the guardian of his children some day...if that day ever came. But now, Seracia was no more. He growled a response, "If you were truly going to be sorry then you would have minded your own business and destroyed someone else's life!"

He couldn't help it. Seracia had been his home for a long time, and he knew only too well the struggles Destruction had been through, for she and him were the same. Sweeping past the others, he would aid Arian in taking Destruction back home to her den...before the red woman stole it from her and drove them out. He didn't know her, though he didn't particularly care at this point. He would pull her onto his back, supporting her head between his shoulders and he would quickly and carefully make his way to her den where he would then lay her down for Arian to tend to.




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