The Blood Dragon just grinned, looking at the man who was clearly upset at the name he was given.
"Haha, nay lad. I am not the vindictive type, rest assured. Though know the truth when you hear it, I call you such not for my mistress nor for anything. Merely in jest to see how you will react.. Though, I must say that as my mistress, I must follow Lady Rosalie's orders to the letter. Nay did the young one become my owner, she also saved me from an execution..Wretched pests had planned to fell me in one blow in public until I was sold to the very lass. Be persuaded not, I nay believe in debts nor owes. A mere kindness that deserves to not be overlooked." 
Looking at those who were joining them for breakfast, Gore just smiled, seeing at how they all were shocked he cooked, let alone had it all prepared before they got up. Looking over at Eric, the Dragon tilted his head at the boy, questioning the distress in his eyes. Could it be that the boy knew something he did not? The Blood Dragon was not sure but he was going to eventually find out one way or another. 
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Little did he know that his massive Dragon form from earlier could easily be seen from the side of the house he was next to and that two parents woke up to the sound of a breath of fire right outside their window. A man slowly stirred and saw the blazing reds and oranges of a flame before quickly startling out of bed. 
"What in the hells is going on.." Asked the man, slowly moving to the window to see [i] the [/i] Blood Dragon outside, blazing one of their very expensive pots. With a jump, the man literally fell onto his backside, shivering as he quickly tried straightening himself up before his wife saw him cower. 
"D..Dear, you need to wake up! We're under attack! The Blood Dragon, Gore! He's here! HE'S OUTSIDE WAKE UP!"
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It was a bit strange that Gore hadn't heard the parents from earlier but that could have been because he was so focused on everything else that was happening such as cooking as well as keeping track of where his owner was.
Looking over at Rosalie, the Dragon flashed a fang when he smiled, nodding at her. 
"You hold my thanks, mistress..You surprise me as well considering that when I had first prepared a meal for you, You must have held it true that I had planned on poisoning you. 'Tis a shame since such a meal was quite delicious. A Dragons taste varies upon its meal though." Though he was grinning, Gore's happy and content smile slowly faded when she mentioned the stove.
"..I need not a mockery of Dragons breath, That machine is a mere toy, a child's jest. Nothing more. Any heat the damned block can give off, I can give more of such power. Hah..Keep me away from that toy and we shall see to it that you and yours are fed as if you were nobles. After all, many seasons passed when there were nay such a thing as stoves. Instead the old ways were forced upon me and I took them, finding the results interesting. I can guarantee that those machines could make nay such actual treats. If you know of an old recipe you had wished to try, The certainty I hold in having the ability to make it is strong. Faster nor easier nay means better." 
With a prideful gruffing noise, The Dragon just looked over at the family that seemed to be very amused toward him being estranged to the thing they call a stove..humans were weird..

With a stare, The ancient beast that was near Rosalie sighed when she asked a question he had already answered.
"I am aware of the many events that had occurred last moon so I shall tell you in description, mistress...I am able to hear all within the hearth, as well as what occurs at the edge of the village we had left behind. When we were in the village, I could hear what was happening within the walls of a hearth several streets away as if I were standing next to them..My kinds senses were built for the hunt..Just as I can tell there is someone approaching.." Looking at the door, he tensed up. "..A Dragon is accompanying them...Hold your stead, young ones.." Clenching his fist, he was about to answer the door when Rosalie went ahead and did that for him and..

Standing at the door was a dark haired man with blue highlights, he looked to be around 20 years of age. With a wide smile, he nodded to the girl who answered.
"Oi there Rosa! It's been awhile, last I heard you went over to some far away land to see proof about the Blood Dragon haha.." The man had a strange look on his face but he also seemed to have one of glamour as well. "I missed you ya know, seeing my beautiful Rosa made my days but then you jus' had to go and leave." With that, he held flowers out to her, smirking. 
"I missed her, didn't I?" asked the highlighted hair man to the collared Dragon, tugging on it lightly. The sound of the chains rattling made Gore tense greatly, clenching his fist.

"It's true, master Danial spoke of nothing but seeing you again, he wished that you would finally accept his date proposal so he could show you..." The Dragon was cut short when Danial tugged on the collar again to silence him, before finishing the sentence. "To show you the time of your life my sweet." With that, he moved a hand over her cheek before leaning in to her.
"..So..where is he, beautiful..I know you have Gore because of a little girl in town. She ran home yelling that the Blood Dragon was here in town and guess who just came home from the very place [i] he [/i] was?" 
Gore immediately wanted to walk over and grab the man for laying a hand on his mistress, but couldn't. The anger he felt was evident and what else? The young girl he helped actually gave his position away?! Had humans truly lost all dignity and grace!?

That is when the man forced his way in, only to run straight into the Blood Dragon himself. The man stiffened up at first, clearly appearing fearful. Gore tilted his head at the highlighted boy, staring at the tips of it.
"..A true woman's fashion.." Said the Blood Dragon, staring at the hair. "If you were in the fields of battle, it would be lit up like a torch for its atrocity toward the realm."
Danial grew angry, quickly lifting a hand and hitting Gore, making Gore snarl, only to bite his tongue.
"Pft, you aren't anything special..A dragon who is nothing -but- an animal, no legend about it..what do you think, Spike..do you think you could beat Gore here?" Asked the man, looking back at the Dragon who was with him.