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[color=fdc68a][h2]Olipher "The Heartseeker" Blightbreak[/h2][/color]
[@Seirei No Hai][@Spriggs27][/center]

Olipher followed the tracks as closely as he could with as much speed as possible despite the burns. Adrenaline was blocking out the stinging annoyance of them so they must not have been too severe, but his cloak had been thrown away after having sustained a majority of the damage where it connected to his armor anyways. It lay somewhere in the forest to be forgotten. Arrows at his hip, bow in hand, the Oni hunter finally closed the gap as the trail began to widen, both parties having sprinted a great deal of distance.
That terrible thought of the dragon thing.. 

Anger, humiliation mostly, sped up the pace through the dense foliage until he heard it. The winds whispered of something striking something else. It was faint but Olly followed it as best he could with as much urgency as he could muster. Unaware of just how close he was, he burst from the bushes into a large clearing and saw it.

Midori moaned as the dragon-kin.. slapped her butt? That was [i]NOT[/i] the sound you made when you didn't like something.. Given his many feelings earlier about revenge and such but seeing this Full-bosomed dragon woman giving the soft round rump of his apprentice. A lot of thoughts went through his head at light-speed. 

[color=fdc68a][i]Should I come back in a moment?

So she's the kind who likes it rough..

Look at those funbags..[/i][/color]

Of course none of those things escaped his mouth but in the back of Ollys mind this would be remembered for a long time. Shaking his head, and his mind from his loins, he glared at the Dragon girl.

[color=fdc68a]"Let. Her. Go."[/color] His free hand inched towards the quiver at his hip, hovering about a black feathered arrow. Though not truly in a condition to fight this creature evenly it was the only solution readily available.