The Blood Dragon stared into his owners eyes, immediately recognizing that inconceivable rage that most of [i]their[/i] kind held when handling the superior species. With a bite of his tongue, The ancient creature managed to subside any retort at least until she was done. That said, his eyes seemed to snap from wanting to explain one thing, to a much different look. One that could barely be explained since it held resentment, anger and concern all in one. 
Taking a step forward, Gore towered over her with a judging look. 
"Aye, What in the depths is wrong with me?! What of you! You are the one whom purchased [i]me[/i] and yet here I am, being shot at! Had I moved that fool would have no doubtedly pulled the trigger in more panic, possibly hitting one of the more fragile beings in the area! Perhaps you! The one I have been protecting since I had met you, HAH! Shall we hold word over that too!?" 
With that, he snapped with how she brought up Spike in the way she did. Taking a step back, Gore was practically seething. 
"The whelp left because I would not give what he wanted! Had I followed him, mistress? I would have eaten him like the pathetic creature he is! Wanting to be human, the pathetic drable alone makes a mockery of what he is, WHAT I AM! The very inclination sickens me to the point of wanting to tear him and that boy with the girl hair asunder! Can I do that though, Would you prefer me not to? Oh wait..You cannot fathom one or the other because you prefer me to be something I am not, aye?! Perhaps you wish me to be like the boys dragon, correct? One who will try and cause conflict for others merely for amusement and twisted intention? Forgive such insolence Rosalie but I am a Dragon, something you see as a mere animal like a [b]dog[/b]!"

Gore took a few steps back, growling as his eyes flashed. His anger was now completely over. The fact that even his owner would call him an idiot for everything he had done for her, everything he had done for the family. 
"I am an animal, but at least I am no savage like your cowardly species! You lie, manipulate and speak falsehoods! You nor your kind has changed!" 
The Blood Dragon laughed when she started to call him an idiot, repeatedly. She was acting just as foolish as her guardian!
"A dog..a dog, Rosalie!? You..Nay could you fathom a single damned thing I have seen in my time, something a mere hound would have trouble understanding let alone a mere human! You know, before your kind, mine?! We reigned over the skies! We followed the rules of the realm where one can only survive by what they were willing to do for themselves! Not fall back on some crude toys and claim strength! We earned and fought and BLED! That Dragon..That whelp you compare me to knew NOTHING..Nothing of what me and the others had fought for, nothing of our true plight and why!? You and your damned wretched kind, You take Dragons breed them and make them wish they were the more fragile and weak of the species! That is nay even the worst offense done by that COWARD!"

Gore took a deep breath before trying to calm down.
"The boys Dragon claimed I actually thrive off of that name..Gore, as if had given such title to myself! A Dragons name is the greatest of treasures he can earn, the best of titles because nay is it just whom you are, but what you are worth! What you fought to be! And what have you people done, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?" Gore immediately shifted into his true form, Unfolding his wings as he let out a fiery roar, landing hard enough to shake the ground. If the ground shook too much for her, it didn't matter since his tail immediately wrapped around her waist, picking her up in a tight squeeze, holding her in front of his seething jaws. He was growling silently at her, though his eyes were in great turmoil as the squeeze tightened to show how weak she was.
After a moment, he dropped her to the ground and shifted back, clenching his fist. "You know so little mistress..I am proud for a reason, and there is no greater pain than to see a youngling so damned twisted to wanna be the very people who..Lastly..." Taking a deep breath before he continued. "Nay..I had not left because that boy was planning something, I had no knowledge that you wished to keep me silent and if I had, I would have been more careful. That boy is trying to manipulate you, as to meet what end? I know little of that as well...excuse me, mistress." 
The Dragons tone had a truly pained expression in his tone and he dared not look back at her before setting off to the shed they showed him the night before, closing it behind him.

Sitting down, The Blood Dragon questioned everything he had seen, heard and felt since this morning. Moments later, it hit again. The same sensation as before when he was approached by The Clearwater's.
"There it is again.." Gore closed his eyes, squeezing the wound he had to actually make him wince, trying to get the sensation to go away. "Magic..Hah, perhaps that be the reason eh? That they are acting like infants.." Gore remained in the shed, knowing that he should let humans dwell in their matters, that and he wasn't entirely okay to see anger at the moment. Not being around people for so long had taken the toll, and that was the lack of extreme restraint needed when dealing with these..things.

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After all was said and Mrs. Clearwater was back to being somewhat normal, Johnathen looked at the two brothers, signalling them to head to the next room. He wanted his explanation and he wanted it now.
Once they had gotten inside, he stared at the two for a moment before shaking his head.
"Tell me what the hell is that monster doing here!? Did you see what he did to my rifle?! He could have done that to any of you kids and more so, I want to know which one of you is replacing my weapon, or do we actually get to punish the legend behind the name Gore!?"