In her dragon form, SilverTears flies restlessly over the Inn, moonlight reflecting off her white, nearly translucent scales. Her cat-like dark green eyes pulse and throb to the rhythm of her heartbeat, swirling emerald depths hypnotic.
Draconic features etched in contempt, her lip curls up in a sneer as she sees the Two-Leggers come and go throughout the night. Vile creatures, they are... weak and riddled with disease. Wretched little animals, she thinks to herself.
Her mind drifts to the amazing silver dragon she had met earlier, the day before... and she shivers with delight. A stunning creature, Myn by name. His only flaw was his love of the Two Legged patrons of the Inn. She snorts angrily, eyes pulsing a bit faster. He may have even made a good mate...
The wind picks up, interrupting her thoughts. She shifts her wings to accomidate and glances down at the Inn once more. Myn told her not to terrorize the patrons anymore... A grin splits her face, mischievous glint in her verdant eyes. One last time cant hurt anything, she tells herself.
She soars gently down to the forest near the inn, and quickly shifts her scales to reflect her surroundings. Laying on her belly, feet tucked up beside her, she slithers, snake-like toward the lake. Distrubuting her weight evenly from neck to tail, she barely rustles the the underbrush as she slips easily into the still-warm waters.
Swimming easily toward the inn, she spies her victims... a couple of Two-Leggers Myn called 'humans', young, and very deep in conversation. SilverTears slips her head underwater, holding her breath, membranes covering her nostrils and eyes. Her muscular form barely ripples the water as she peeks her head out at the couple, and she holds back a dark chuckle.
She shifts her scales back to their origional, silvery shimmer, and edges closer... With a deafening roar, she plunges out of the water, gnashing her teeth fiercely. The female of the Two-Leggers lets out a squeak, and faints dead away, and the male promptly turns his back and runs. Cackling madly, SilverTears edges up to the female and prods her carefully with one taloned forefoot.
The female Two-Legger moans, and her eyelids flutter. So weak, these things... I wonder how they survive at all, with no claws, nor scales, nor anything! SilverTears eyes the female, wondering what to do with it. Suddenly, the eyes of the human open and fix directly on SilverTears. ST grins, baring her sharp, pointed teeth.
With a weak squeal, the female faints again. So weak, SilverTears chuckles to herself, and turns, launching herself once more into the skies. She circles the Inn once more, and turns, heading for home.
Unbeknownst to her, a man is watching. A saiyajin named Tristian Insidious. He Watches from above, the skies clouding him from her sight. He laughs, sensing her thoughts... Weak are we? Hmm..I wonder how this will bode for that dragon. He gathers the will of power, the rage from with in his being. He draws it to his hand, focusing the power. He then fires a 10 ft beam of energy at her, watching it streak away. He then dissapears through a portal of power, leaving to the gates of hell for a little torture.