She loves me, she loves me not

[Amara]

[teal]She looked up smiling at her handsome companion. His next words seemed wrong as he looked out of the cave, but she shook the thought away without bothering. He did have two feet long gashes down his flank that would frighten the heck out of many dragons and she knew he must be in pain. Maybe her being there didn't help either, and that made her feel slightly guilty. She didn't like hurting anybody.

It seemed unfair though that she had a almost perfect sleep and not him. He needed it more than her, she wasn't the one that had fought with another dragon, received freaking injuries, traveled for miles being hurt and tired and now spent a sleepless night because of the pain. How unfair was that? She looked back at Paytah with apology in her eyes, knowing that she musn't have made it easy.

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[Vampirefetish]

Paytah let a small sigh escape his jaws and he looked over at Amara. He gave her a small smile and let his head fall onto his paws. He glanced over just in time to see her look and he quickly lifted his head. He tilted his head at her, she looked apologetic. “Amara,” He said quietly reaching out and nuzzled her neck affectionately, “You do know this isn’t your fault,” He said looking deep into her beautiful orbs.

He gave her a reassuring smile before pushing her softly with his wing in a playful manner. The only thing Paytah wanted to do right now was flying, but he couldn’t. Not in his condition. He licked his maw before glancing down at his black scales. Teal eyes searched them up and down before his orbs traveled to his wounds. He leaned over and licked at them before looking at the cave entrance.

“Well it’s light out,” The brute said, a little . . . Something in his voice. He looked over at Amara, a devilish smirk on his face, “Let’s see if I can get this lump of flesh off the ground,” He chuckled, rising to his feet. He started to walk out of the cave, his wings shifting excitedly on his body.

Comments: Stupid computer won't let me log in!
Mood: Fight
Thoughts: I had to hold her back or that chick would be in the hospital
Paytah's thoughts: What am I doing?!