[center] Li’Kalla Goddess of Water 14 MP 16 FP & [img]https://i.imgur.com/Se4Pc57.png[/img][/center] [hr] Up north, a ways past the Pan but not quite inside Ashalla, there was an impressive mountain chain. At least, it was impressive to the Beast. All it had seen in its short life had been annoying rivers, annoying mazes, and recently an annoyingly large lake. Along the way here, it had also seen and [i]tasted[/i] not-so-annoying things. Its favorite had been the tasty lake and river. It’s what the Beast could only imagine the annoying lady that made it vomit would have tasted like, had it managed to plop her into its maw. A low, tired growl escaped its throat. It wasn’t tired. It couldn’t get tired, but… Eating so many weak things was [i]seriously tiresome[/i]. It already had to empty its stomach several times just on the way to this tall mountain, and the path it had taken to get here was evident by how much of a mess it left everywhere it passed by. It couldn’t be bothered to eat [i]all[/i] parts of its prey, could it? There was no joy in licking up deer blood. Its form was large, so normal-sized caverns were not suitable for it. From afar, it had noticed a large cave opening on the side of this mountain, and now it had reached it. With just a few more paces, some more climbing and a powerful flap of its wings, it landed on the protruding stone and looked deep into the darkness of the cavern. Suitable. It could bring back tons of prey here and eat it slowly. Here, nothing would interrupt its feeding rituals- Growling. Low, dangerous, and most importantly… Not the Beast’s. Its wide open, spotlight eyes narrowed, and their green light shone down the cavern. Within the far shadows, far beyond the reach of its light, the Beast saw shadows writhe and shuffle. Big prey. The forms looked well developed, and they smelled like smoke. And they were big! There was so much flesh to them! The Beast’s maw dropped open slightly, and drool began to drip onto the stone ground. There was a hiss and a whimper. Parts of the mass of shadows stepped further back and disappeared into the darkness. Others, came forward. As they stepped into the unnatural green light, the Beast realized it was two individuals. A quick sniff revealed them to be a male and female, recently mated, and with the stench of numerous, more tender smelling beings clinging onto them. Offspring. The growling one was the male. It lowered its head and bared its sharp teeth dangerously. the baser beast knew of the dangerous situation. It was half the size of the intruder, after all. But a dragon’s pride could not be trampled, not even by the Gods! Not while his mate was relying on him. The female stood a few hesitant paces behind the male, but it hissed and held its wings outstretched in the enclosed space. The Beast assumed to prevent it from seeing the offspring. Unfortunate, for the Beast’s nose was exceptional and had already caught whiff of the tasty little things. It salivated in anticipation. Its hardened heart beat harder and quicker, its mouth hung open wider, and a dangerous glint came to its eyes. The male recoiled back a pace and fell silent. The Beast looked at it and snarled. No movement. And so, it leaned its large head closer to the male, opening its maw more and more until it looked as if it could swallow the male dragon’s head whole. It happened in a flash. The whole cavern lit up in a ball of fire. A wave of fire spilled out of the side of the mountain, melting stone and vaporizing passing birds. [hr] A wave crashed against the dark stone. Kirron stopped walking to take another look down the broad, craggy cliffs of the northern coast. He popped another sunflower seed into his mouth and ground it between his teeth. The waves were a powerful sight when crashing against such a sudden obstacle. Even if there was little life here save for some grass and a few sea birds, it would be a shame to see it weathered out of its present glory in the coming ages. [b][colour=Red]"I should stroll around the coast of this place more often,"[/colour][/b] he mumbled to himself. [b][colour=Red]"Always something new."[/colour][/b] Another wave crashed, spraying upwards with a loud hiss. The salty air burned softly in Kirron's nostrils. He smiled, readjusted the tree-trunk club over his shoulder, and continued. With his leisurely pace, he did not expect much to jump out at him or for some great new discovery to be made. A break now and then was refreshing, especially after the teething issues with the selka, as he liked to think of it. He put another bunch of seeds into his mouth. But when he chewed, his face scrunched up and he was still. He slowly crunched. It wasn't right. He pulled the remains of one seed off his tongue and looked at the moosh on his hand. [b][colour=Red]"Not that..."[/colour][/b] he said to himself. He stood up straighter, looking around and sniffing at the air. He grumbled to himself. He followed the taste in the air. Relying on his nose, he kept his eyes to the distance. Up the narrow mountain trail he went until his foot wetly squelched into something. He looked down, lifting his foot to find it covered in blood, grass, fur, mud, and more. Chewed, smelly, and left abandoned. He grumbled in thought again. [hr] A thunderous roar cracked the stone. Several mountains couldn’t take the pressure, and landslides ran rampant. Valleys were erased, life was snuffed out in moments. There, just past this next mountain! Two more roars echoed throughout the mountain range. Pained, but proud and strong! The sky seemed to catch fire, as a torrent of yellow and orange erupted from behind the mountain, followed by the two graceful shapes of fully mature dragons. They flew as one, and as one they released another torrent of fire onto their enemy. Heavy movements dispersed along the cracked ground, and the torrent of fire was blown away and back towards the two dragons. The dragons were unhurt, their forms smoking and glowing like molten ore. The larger of the two let out a mighty roar, and dove. Its partner following closely. They were soon obscured by the mountain, but roars and panting and the ripping of flesh and scales could be heard. Kirron vaulted another boulder and strained his head up to get a closer look. [b][colour=Red]"There's no way I'm seeing this. No way!"[/colour][/b] He emptied his lungs in a single large laugh. [b][colour=Red]"Ha! But I'm not gonna miss it either!"[/colour][/b] He swung his free hand forward, squat down, and then launched himself off the rock face towards the brawl. He flew through the air for many seconds before he was pulled back down through the air, skidding to a long stop on his feet over the obscuring mountain. [b][colour=Red]"It [i]is[/i] her! Hahahah!"[/colour][/b] He bellowed. Far down in a small valley was a large Beast. It was missing several scales, panting wildly and showing several bloodied injuries along its left eye. Its golden ichor leaked slowly over the writhing shape of the smaller dragon. The Beast’s jaws were clenched tightly around its neck, thick dark blood coating its face. The dragon screamed out in anguish as the other took the opportunity to pounce onto the Beast’s back and bite into the back of its neck. Dark blue scales went flying and a growl escaped the Beast’s throat. In an instant, it released the bloodied female’s neck and tried to shake the male off her back as it sunk its claws into whatever spot of exposed flesh it could find. Kirron didn't just want to sit back and watch this time. He leapt and slid down into the valley. A trail of dust tore up under his heels all the way down onto semi-level ground. He walked out of the grey cloud with a broad, shark-toothed grin across his face. [b][colour=Red]"Li'kalla!"[/colour][/b] He shouted at the fight. [b][colour=Red]"I didn't take you for the wrestling type! What a fun transformation you've had!"[/colour][/b] Another roar. This one more pained than the last. The Beast shook more violently, until the dragon on its back was finally dislodged. It flew over Kirron and crashed against the mountain above him. He strained his neck and stepped to follow its movement. Immediately, the Beast turned its eyes toward Kirron and in an unrefined tone, it growled, [color=seagreen]“KIRRR… ON”[/color] [b][colour=Red]"Yes."[/colour][/b] Half of his grin curled upward at the Beast. [b][colour=Red]"Doesn't it feel so much better to really throw your weight around? To shout out with a mighty voice!?"[/colour][/b] He lifted one arm out with his palm up. [b][colour=Red]"You are strong now!"[/colour][/b] The Beast closed the distance between it and the God as he spoke, and when he was finished, it flicked its tongue at him, still covered in the female dragon’s blood. Kirron's eyes scrunched shut. It licked the God forcefully and pushed him with its tongue, its eye wounds closing up quickly. Kirron laughed and stepped up to pat the Beast's head. [b][colour=Red]"Well met for sure, little sister."[/colour][/b] He paused. His smile faded. Perhaps not little sister. Not completely. At the very least not just because of the new size. It licked him again, pressing its snout against him and blowing out an impressive amount of hot air. [b][colour=Red]"You're different,"[/colour][/b] Kirron realised with some confusion. [b][colour=Red]"Are you hiding some part of you away, Li'Kalla?"[/colour][/b] The Beast did not find its words easily. [color=seagreen]”RUN… FROM… GREEN GOD VAKK... SCARED… TINY ONES… WANT EAT AZURA...”[/color] It managed to grunt out as it sat down. [b][colour=Red]"She'll probably object to that,"[/colour][/b] Kirron let himself a small guffaw. [b][colour=Red]"D'you stand up to Vakk?"[/colour][/b] He placed down his club and lowered himself cross-legged beside the Beast, clutching his knees with his hands. The Beast grunted in satisfaction and drooled a little over Kirron as it went to lick him again, [color=seagreen]”VAKK TASTE GOOD. EAT TENTACLE. KIRRON TASTE GOOD. I EAT IF KIRRON WANT.”[/color] It opened its mouth as if to invite the God in. Kirron leaned away from the Beast, but his bemusement was short lived. He pointed a finger at it. [b][colour=Red]"If you eat me, Li, it won't taste as good coming back up the other way. I stepped in the messes you left on the way here."[/colour][/b] [color=seagreen]”NO DIGEST. ONLY WATER IN BELLY. TASTE LIKE IT TASTE WHEN I EAT. VOMIT GOOD.”[/color] The sunken eyes in Kirron's face lit up as if an idea had struck. He carefully stood himself up and braced himself. [b][colour=Red]"...Don't mistake me; it's a bad habit to vomit up what you eat. But, I want to see if it's just water in there or if there are some tiny ones you're hiding away."[/colour][/b] He slouched and beckoned with both his arms. [b][colour=Red]"Now open wide again, I want you to eat me!"[/colour][/b] The beast recoiled slightly and stared coldly at the God, as if suddenly hesitating. Still, it opened its maw and leaned close to Kirron. He was already running. He jumped straight in, fists first, and disappeared straight down the Beast's gullet. He tasted of blood and sunflower seeds. The Beast felt full, really full, all of a sudden. And so it lied down and relaxed. It listened as the female dragon’s pulse slowed and faded, and also as the male dragon tried to dislodge himself from the mountain and ended up spearing one of his broken ribs into his heart. No threats anymore. It would eat them and their offspring later, it reasoned, once it felt like it had savored the God enough. [hider=Please stop, it's too much innuendo] The Beast shard of Li'Kalla is sauntering around Dragon's Foot, doing it's thang, indulging a new unhealthy bulimia habit all the way around to the northern mountains. After a while it gets tired and settles into a big cave. The cave is a nest for a mating pair of dragons and they do not appreciate freeloaders. A fight ensues. Meanwhile, Kirron is sauntering around Dragon's Foot, doing his thang, checking out the cool geography before it'll be naturally weathered away. After a while he steps in some Beast puke. He investigates further. Fast forward to the Beast single-handedly screwing the day of the two dragons it home-invaded. The dragons are not backing down because they want to protect their young. Casual dark tone here, nothing too serious. Kirron spots the brawl and is like 'HELL YEAH WRASSLING'. He jumps to go watch, recognises Li'Kalla by her blood smell, and is totally surprised that she's suddenly really strong and fighty. It's super cool. After the Beast more or less finishes off the dragons, Kirron expresses his pride in Li for making this change. (He hasn't been paying attention to why). The Beast is apparently easily flattered and has little sense of personal boundaries as it warms up to Kirron all of a sudden. That's when Kirron gets close enough to realise that Li is not all there in that Beast. He tries to inquire further. The beast is not very eloquent, it just wants to eat Kirron (nonsexually). Kirron doesn't like that idea at first, but then he realises it's an opportunity to see if the rest of Li'Kalla's soul is hidden away somewhere behind that Beast thing. He jumps into her stomach to find out. The Beast gets an immediate food coma because blood is thiccer than water. It chills out, deciding it's too full to kill the baby dragons right now. [/hider] [i]No Might spent[/i]