Too used to receiving lectures from her parents – ”no, Kuwari, you can’t do that!” – the young red tuned out most of what the other dragon said, and snorted at the morality put before her by the blue. As if she cared about the personalities of her meals! The idea of more gold was appealing, though… although the human looked rather small and dirty and not in possession of a great deal of wealth. She didn’t reek of gold, so she couldn’t have had that much.
”People are meals,” she reasoned simply, lowering her head still further so she could lean out and catch another glimpse of the human. Perhaps she would have pointed out that the human was trying to get away – since this was indeed the truth – but the scream announced that there was no chance of that happening. Instantly the red’s pupils narrowed to predatory slits, and she growled, staring past the blue as her wings slowly started to unfurl. ”Look, it broke something. How convenient.”
Certainly something seemed to be broken, because the human was clutching her leg and shrieking and generally appearing fairly pathetic. Best to put it out of its misery, surely – she wouldn’t want something to suffer on her account. And if one or the other of the dragons – preferably the red one – were to come out of this unpleasant endeavour with a golden trinket, that was just a fringe benefit, of course. Knowing that the blue would probably just block her again if she tried to get by, Kuwari sat back on her haunches with a snort and looked up at the other dragon, swishing her tail through the water. ”Maybe we should put it out of its misery. You can have the gold if you’ll let me eat it. Or I can take the gold and find a snack somewhere else.”