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Darkseeker
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Timber hears the grumble-rumbling, too. "Hana!" He shouts. He then leaps out of his hiding spot, then sees a dragon gearing up to spit some fire at *Hana from behind.*
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Neutral
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Hana stands her ground and stares at the beast straight into it' cold, hard eyes. She hears Timber and cuts her eyes towards him. Continuing to growl at the overgrown serpent, Hana steps back slowly until she's standing next to Timber.
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Darkseeker
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"Hana," Timber whispers. "Go over to my left, I want to see something." Timber had seen somthing *that Hana hadn't*.
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Neutral
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Hana cocks her head to the side but listens to her brother and leaps agilely to his left. She keeps her eyes steady on the dragon, wary of the death that could strike if they made a wrong move.
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Darkseeker
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Timber then sprints forward, running past the dragon. *'Cowered!' Thinks Hana*. Timber then quickly turns around, then races up it's back, swinging his body onto it's snout, closing, and distracting it from Hana. "Hana, run!"
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Neutral
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Hana shakes her head. "I'm not leaving you!" She may not be as strong as her brother, but she is fast *er than him* She runs under the dragon and jumps up, clamping down on the tender flesh under its arm, and ripping. ^Feel free to disregard me saying Hana is faster than Timber^
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Darkseeker
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^I mean, I feel like they should be the same speed, but maybe Hana has more durability?^ Timber releases his hold on the dragon's muzzle, and swings, and pulls the dragon down, pinning it, and *Hana jumps in to help her brother while Timber snaps the neck of the dragon*.
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Neutral
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Hana watches as blood pours from the dragons nose. She shakes her head and snorts as the rich smell stings her nose.
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Darkseeker
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Timber tears off a peice for them to cook and eat *as he watches Hana strutting off to do, who knows what*.
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Neutral
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Hana continues her trot a ways away from the stench of blood. She stopped for a bit and layed down and started to stretch out a bit. She heard a small rustling in the leaves and turned to look at a small squirrel emerge from a bush. She odded at it and it turned and ran.
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