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The way Kyra whined into the kiss and pressed herself up into him set Camus' body on fire. It was a passionate blaze that burned through him and the man pressed deeply into her wanton body once more. he tail that slid along his body added sensation, and he throbbed gently inside of her incredibly tight sheath, as he started to move more, her words encouraging him to do so. "Kyra..." he moaned into her mouth as they shared breath together, and he broke the kiss ti gaze into her eyes, his hips moving to thrust into her, still not the hard and sharp thrusts one might have in the throes of passion, but instead with a measured and steady pace now. His entire length would almost leave her before he slid back into her, over and over, plumbing her depths as he tried his best to give her the pleasure she was bringing to him as well, her soft breasts jiggling and moving as he made love to this woman who had so unexpectedly come into his life.
 
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Violet orbs peered back into Camus' eyes when he pulled out of the kiss. With the spark of passionate love burning in them, Kyra murmured his name back, in such a sultry tone."Cam...", she had murmured, the use of such a nickname drawing bolts of intimancy through them. Indeed, he had only come into her life just a short time ago, yet here they were. Even as he drove into her, her body began to relax farther, and shocks of pleasure were soon driven through her body by his length. Slowly--with that bright honey-blush on her cheeks--her breathing began to pick up, transitioning to soft pants, then to heaier ones, finally, she began to moan sweetly, in time with every drive of Camus' hips. Yet, she wasn't going to give him full dominion. Using her feet, crossed upon his lower back, she flexed her athletid muscles, and drove her hips upwards, starting to meet his loving thrusts with a passionate response of her own.

(Muse is back! Kind of.)
 
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Able to determine her pleasure as her whines and the the expression on her face changed, Camus was quite pleased when Kyra began to meet his thrusts with enthusiastic movements of her own. His own pleasure was evident by the way his hips moved a bit quicker, and by how his thickness gently throbbed inside of her. His breathing was more ragged and Camus did not pull out as he moved, rolling to his back and pulling her along, letting go of her wrists, and the way her legs wrapped about his hips and her ankles locked behind him was a perfect segue into the Lotus Position. A position that he adored. It allowed them to remain face to face, very intimate as their bodies were locked together, but changed the control to Kyra. His arms had wrapped about her and Camus pulled her close, tilting his head up to nuzzle along her chin and throat, placing soft kisses along her skin, teasing at her jawline affectionately.
 
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Kyra gasped in surprise when Camus suddenly switched their positions. However, a playfull grin toyed at her lips, and she began to slowly gyrate her hips, letting them both enjoy their respective full-and-sheathed sensations. The demoness' could not quell the need in her loins for ver long, though, and she was soon shifting her hips back and forth. She kept the pace swift, but sharper than he did, adding a slight bounce of impact to their coupling. Her breath was quick to come in pants, and sweet moans accompanied them.
 
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There was no doubt as to the exquisite and lustful nature of the lovely woman currently riding his cock, and Camus kneaded her ass as she bounced on him. Her soft ass slapped against his inner thighs and his balls as she would bounce on him, her sweet moans accompanying each impalement on his pole. Her breasts bounced with her movements, the soft globes ripe and full, her nipples hard peaks that brushed the flat planes of his pecs, her long silky hair also bouncing as she willingly drove herself down onto him again and again.

Though one hand stayed on her lush ass, his other once more cannily found her tail, stroking along the prehensile length and actually pulling it around to his mouth to kiss the tip and meet her golden eyes with his own silver ones as he teased the tip of her tail with his tongue before sucking on it as she fucked him in that intimate position.
 
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The demoness was thoroughly enjoying her control and dominion of their lovemaking, then he touched her tail again. Her back stiffened, and her eyes widened slightly, as the honey-blush reappeared on her cheeks. Then he brought it to his lips and kissed the tip. Immediately, she inhaled sharply, and her pupils seemed to expand slightly. "C-Camus.... for fuck's sake...", she was about to curse him again, in an impassioned whisper, when he sucked on the tip. Abruptly, she shuddered above him; biting down on her lip as a long, whimpering whine whistled out from her. Inside of her, Camus would feel her body clamp down tightly around him; juices squirting at his base. After but a moment, she collapsed forward on his chest, her white locks covering her face.Her breathing was still rather heavy, but she remained motionless; pinning him down by the hold her legs had around him.
 
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Though he had known her tail was sensitive, the reaction from Kyra as he both kissed the tip of her tail and then suckled upon it was a bit of a surprise for him. There was no mistaking that look in her eyes though, nor the way her body reacted as her already tight core gripped at him tighter, as if to milk him of all he had, and the hot flood of juices from her already soaked pussy elicited an answering grown from Camus as well, as that slickened channel practically tried to force him out of her she became so tight.

"Holy..." he grunted out at the increased friction, and then Kyra collapsed on him, her soft body so warm and welcoming, and covered in the slightest sheen of sweat from their coupling. Camus knew he'd taken her flower, and the fact that their very first lovemaking, for surely there were more to come, had been so passionate spoke of what was to come in the future.

Not one given to extraneous exclamations of emotion, Camus still tilted his head toward her, his mouth pressed close to the shell of her ear, his cock nestled deep within her, and whispered to her, "I think I am growing quite fond of you Kyra." he admitted, and though by now he'd let go of her tail, his hands still groped her buttocks softly and his hips moved ever so slightly. He knew that he was going to fill her, and try as he might his pleasure was upon him, and though he had cum earlier, nobody would have been able to guess as he shuddered, toes curling, and his breath hitched as he pulsed his seed deep into her, so much so that it oozed from her around his buried cock, having nowhere else to go but out, coating the both of them and slicking their thighs.
 
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Kyra was still shuddering in the wake of her second climax, her body shivering against Camus'. As he pressed up just abit more into her, a sweet moan tore from her lips, and her hands dug into the sheets. It felt so right, so good to have him inside her. It was like a perfect fit; a fill to what was always empty in the demoness' heart.

When she felt him start to pulse his seed into her, a surprised gasp came next, and her head lifted slightly from his chest. "It's so hot... and there's a lot...", she murmured, almost to herself, then she bit down lightly ln her lip. Abruptly, she wiggled her hips, enjoying the sensation of his schaft and hot seed inside her, as well as wiggling her soft ass against his hands."It feels..." She trailed off, then leaned up, and brushed her lips gently over his, a small shudder of pleasure wracking her frame when her hips settled back down on him, "...blissfull..." Slowly, she looked up, and caught Camus' eyes, "I might just love you, stranger."
 
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There was no doubt that there had been passion in their lovemaking, and Camus had taken something from her which could never be replaced. The fact that she had allowed him to do so was something that the ancient wyrm had not experienced for a long time. That, coupled with the quiet words as she wriggled atop him, their bodies and limbs entwined, made Camus' heart melt just a little bit. There was a connection, an unspoken sort of bond, that he felt with this female that he'd never felt with any other, and the dragon had an inkling of just what it might mean, though only time would bear it out.

"Love me? Sweet Kyra, that just might be the case. I am going to spend the night with you, and so long as you'll let me I'll hold you in my arms." he told her, his voice still hushed, and Camus made no move to remove himself from her body, and the feel of her still atop him, and of him inside of her, was quite heavenly. Blissful she had called it. Looking at her with eyes the color of moonlit pools, Camus caught her mouth with his own, kissing her softly, tenderly, but with that underlying emotion that he had yet to truly identify. As he finally would pull back from the kiss he would smile and nuzzle his nose against her cheek, rubbing the smooth skin of her face with his own, a move akin to felines and also to dragons. Carrying scent glands on his forehead and also his cheeks, even if Kyra herself could never smell it, it announced her as being his to other dragons, and though his kind was rare, it was no small thing for him to do.
 
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Kyra smiled at his words, her eyes holding a deep yearning for this man. Who was he to just swoop in and take her heart? Certainly not evil to do so, rather an act that had taken her entirely by surprise. Truly, she felt a deep connection, a subconscious tug towards him, that caused her heart to yearn for him all the more.

When he caught her lips, she kissed eagerly, if softly, back, then giggled melodically at his nuzzle."I would greatly enjoy that, Camus..." She pulled her legs out from around him, and straightened them out, but entwining one leg with his. Even as her lips quirked up in a smile, she made no effort to pull away from their coupling."My, my, my, keeping a lady warm through the knight...", she trailed off, her arms sliding up, and around Camus' neck, where she nestled her head against his collarbone. "...Such a gentleman...", she murmured softly, in a dimming tone, as her violet eyes closed. 'Twas a wonderfull night, but tiring, and after the loss---no, giving, of her maidenhood, she was rather -primed for this sleep.
 
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"Not only will I keep you warm and keep you company, I'll keep you safe as well." he told her, and he hoped she took that as the compliment it was meant to be, and to show a protective side to him. Not that she could not handle herself, as Camus was sure she could, but didn't a female look for that in a male? Camus leaned back, pulling Kyra with him so that she was laying on his chest and he ran fingers along the delicate curvature of her spine. Now and then he'd gently stroke her hair, and he placed soft kisses on her finely sculpted features. Soon her breathing had slowed and steadied, and though in truth he did not need to sleep, he closed his eyes and let himself enter a reverie, resting with this lovely woman in his arms.

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The quintet of men entered Neverwinter, their purpose unknown at first, though their demeanor and attitude would easily tell any observer that they were not men to be trifled with. Large heavy horses carried them, their armor and weapons speaking to adventurers, possibly mercenaries. Entering through the Southern Gate, the first inn that they came across was the "Horny Dryad", and the five of them stopped and soon had turned over their animals to the care of the stablehands as they went inside to get rooms and some rest. The trail had led them here and had not picked up anywhere else as they'd ridden the perimeter of the city. The beast had to be here, it was just a matter of time now.
 
Camus and Kyra would descend from the huge belltower and head back to the inn to grab some breakfast. It was as they drew close to the building that the feeling of dread crept up on Camus. Holding Kyra's hand he glanced over at the demoness and could tell that she felt it too. There were Hunters about, and it didn't seem that either of them were too terribly fond of them. Hunters were often hired by disgruntled people to hunt down monsters that would threaten their peace. In some ways Camus could not blame them, and any monster that would throw its weight around in such a manner took that risk. However, there were other types of Hunters as well. Trophy Hunters. Ingredient Hunters. They would seek out specimens simply for sport, or to dissect and turn over to alchemists or sages of various stripes. They had little remorse, or none at all, for hunting sentient beings, and simply were in it for the coin. It was possible these Hunters were here and just passing through, but the coincidence seemed unlikely.

"I think we should skip town. I hope you can pack your things easily." Camus said, and Kyra agreed. Making their way swiftly back, she was ready to go in short order, and Camus had all of his things on him at all times. Side by side with Kyra, he walked toward the edge of town. As they walked Kyra informed him that she needed some way to get word to her sister, actually her half-sister. She was supposed to be coming to visit, and Kyra was worried that she'd miss her and it was possible she'd run into those Hunters as well. Assuring Kyra that they would find some way to get hold of her kin, Camus and the demoness passed out of the gates of Neverwinter, heading south.
 
Nesslenne of House Aezneel paused in her travels to visit her half sister Kyra. They had become closer over the years and Nesslenne was looking forward to talking about what each had been up to in the months since their last meeting. Nesslenne heard the waterfalls before she saw them and decided it would be good to freshen up.
waterfalls

She was early anyway and a dip in the water sounded like a delightful plan so Nesslenne walked into the water and sighed. She loved water but most of the time it was a bit too cold for her. This was no exception. She sat down in the water and soon the water was steaming. "Ahhh. This is better. It's not a sulfur spring but it will do for now."

Nesslenne leaned back against the warm stone and let her true form come out. She was part Demon or part Tiefling. It depended upon who you were talking to which way they preferred to state it. She didn't care. All she knew was that somewhere in her lineage the blood that was running through her body allowed her to shapechange. It certainly came in handy when walking about the humanoids but it was also nice to go back to her true form.

Nesslenne true form

Nesslenne relaxed a bit and spread out her senses. She knew that Kyra was near. She could feel her. She also knew that Kyra wasn't travelling alone. Whomever it was, it aroused Kyra and being this close to her also aroused Nesslenne. It looked like they would have a lot to talk about.

Nesslenne smiled as she unfurled her wings and planted her staff so it would be by her side if she needed it. The dragonhead staff was as much of her as her tail which was begging for attention now. Nesslenne leaned back as she basked in the hot waters and brought her tail up to play with. There was time. No need to be in a hurry...yet.

Nesslenne stroked her tail and pulled it, gasping at the sensation. Yes she was primed. Too bad there wasn't a willing victim around to succumb to her needs right now. Still, her tail knew what to do and soon it was pushing it's barbed head into her tight pussy. Nesslenne moaned as she brought up one hand to pinch her nipples and played with them and her piercings. Yes...plenty of time...
 
It was just out of sight of the gates that the attack came, and though Camus sensed the impending danger it was too late. A hail of arrows rained down on them both, and though Kyra moved swiftly, dodging several, and a couple more slanted off of Camus' armor, one of the deadly bolts pierced Kyra's leather armor, driving deep into her torso. The sword Camus wielded sang as it cleared the scabbard, and the five men came at them from all sides, their gazes intense. One of them addressed Camus.

"We've no interest in you. We're here for the girl." he said, massive axe leveled at Camus despite his words.

"She's with me. You won't get her without a fight." Camus promised and the man's expression turned grim.

"Anyone willing to sympathise with a known thief, as well as a demoness, will be given no quarter." he replied, and the five moved in.

Not so distant, despite her activity and the wet sounds of her tail giving her pleasure, Ness could hear the battle.
 
Many people knew not to piss of a demon or demoness but there were some who did it purposefully. There were demon hunters a plenty around and Ness had been fortunate to survive, so far, all the attacks against. She had scars and stories but she was still breathing. Ness could easily make a list of what pissed her off the fastest.

1. Attacking or killing family. It just wasn't done without retribution and revenge coming back at you.

2. Stealing from Ness or those she cared for.

3. Interrupting Ness when she was getting sexual pleasure.

4. Interrupting Ness when she was studying.

5. Interrupting Ness when she was in a bad mood.

Ness felt a painful stab go through her and, knowing that she she wasn't injured for that would have been a different feeling, Ness knew it had to be Kyra. That meant whatever had happened, those people were bringing down Ness' wrath for they had hit upon 2 of the 5 top reasons why Ness would get mad. Ness grumbled and shot up out of the water, and listened. The sounds of battle could be heard in the distance so Ness raced in that direction.

As she ran towards the sound battle Ness changed form. If it was battle they wanted, it would be a battle they got. By the time Ness arrived she was armed.

Demoness Battle Armor 1

A wild cry was heard as she felt Kyra die. Taking in the sight with a warrior's quick glance, she noticed a tall male standing by Kyra's body fighting impossible odds. Her stomach did a flip again but this time for a different reason. She knew the reason but didn't have time to acknowledge it right now. Instead she noticed the direction most of the arrows had come from and with both of her hands she sent Witchfire raining down upon THEM.

"How DARE you attack her! Vengence will be mine for such actions!

Ness' eyes glowed a demonic red as she flung her Witchfire. She noticed that two people had snuck up on her and the man. She didn't have time to take them both out but one was close enough to be within tail range. Ness quickly struck with her tail. Not the side swipe that she would normally do to take down an opponent. Oh no. Not for this group. This group got the pointed stinger end of her tail straight through the heart. The man screamed for now his body was being burned from the inside out but Ness didn't care at this moment.

Instead she shouted to the man beside her. You. Big tall and deadly...Protect your left.
 
Camus' sword sank into one man's chest, another arrow dinging off his armor and a man went down with a severed leg, his femoral artery spraying a crimson rain across Cam's armor as Kyra struggled to rise from the ground. Her lifesblood was seeping out of her, and though Camus wanted to grab her and fly away, revealing his true form would only bring more trouble. It was then that another joined the fray, a female with a demonic presence and a striking resemblance to Kyra. The immediate tug he'd felt with Kyra was felt with this woman as well, and Camus fell into a seamless rhythm with this new warrior as they took on all comers, a total of nine having shown their face at this time, though as four more of those number fell - leaving only two standing - a horn sounded and the men retreated, each of them disappearing as if teleported away.

Feeling that this new woman was no threat to him, Camus sheathed his sword and ran to Kyra's side, the gasping wheeze of the demoness rattling in her throat, and Camus having no healing knowledge. He'd never needed it. Looking up at the new arrival Camus' voice was filled with emotion. "I just met her... this is just not right..." he said.
 
"No it is not right.

Ness knelt down by Kyra and put her hand over Kyra's heart. "Sister! You found him. Did you recognize who did this to you? Let me look.

Kyra looked up at Ness and tried to smile. "Do not grieve. Your healing can't help me now. They used Sasellium. It was a good hit. It found a chink in my armor. I give you my heartstone."

Ness was a demoness and could be as hard core as the next one but she did have a soft spot for your half sister. She had to try but when she heard Kyra say it was Sasellium, she knew that the wound was fatal. Ness put her hands on Kyra's body and a green energy surrounded Kyra. It flared once but then dissipated. It was not surprising but at least she had tried. Finally she leaned over Kyra and kissed her. "It shall be as you wish sister.

Ness stood up and looked at Camus. "Say your farwell. Afterwards I will take the heartstone and arrow. They will not have a body to scavage later.
 
Though the dragon was not skilled in the healing arts, he was well versed in how they worked and could bring forth some healing through magic. The light that the demoness bestowed upon Kyra at least took away her pain and the promise of Kyra came to pass as she passed. A soft glow could be seen in her chest, the heartstone of the demoness given freely. Once taken the body of Kyra would fade into nothing, leaving just a hint of sulfur behind. Camus sighed. "I feel somewhat responsible, even though I know I am not. I only met the girl last night, but it was surely a night to remember. I can see the family resemblnce in the both of you. Sisters I presume?" he asked.

Once that was confirmed or denied Camus would extend a hand to the woman. "My name is Camus. I wish we could have met under different circumstances. We need to make haste though, lest the Hunters return and bring reinforcements. Surely they will be after the heartstone." he said, knowing it to be true, but wishing it was not so. "We can go on foot, or I can get us a steed." he offered, unsure how the woman would prefer to travel, and even making the assumption she'd be willing to travel with him to begin with.
 
Ness looked up at Camus but didn't say anything at first. She bowed her head and when the heartstone glowed she carefully picked it up. Without the heart, the body soon dissipates and Kyra's body faded into nothing. Ness always had mixed emotions about that. She was glad that the bodies weren't going to be around for further studies by those in that type of art but yet it meant another family member had passed over. Ness held up the Heartstone and kissed it briefly before putting it into a bag that looked like there wasn't any way it would fit. The bag stretched out to allow the stone to be put in it and then returned to it's small pouch size. For a brief moment, the bag lit up in a variety of colors before fading out.

Ness stood up and took Camus hand. "Well met Camus. Do not feel it was your fault. The hunters did not want dragons this time but demons. I saw you fight with her and help protect her. You have my thanks. I am Nesslenne of House Aezneel. Kyra was my half sister. She shall be missed but she is with others of our family. You are right. We should move on. They won't be back today. They were not expecting me. Somebody didn't do their homework. I have always visited Kyra around this time of year. There is a remote possibility that they were just hunting demons/demoness but there is also a remote possibility that they were sent specifically for her.

Ness inhaled sharply and smiled. She could still smell Kyra on Camus. It wasn't that strong of a scent but it did tell Ness that it was probably Camus that made Kyra so horny. "Thank you for making Kyra's last night so memorable. Did you have a specific destination in mind? Do you prefer to fly or to go on foot. Either way I can keep up with you. We have much to talk about so you may call me Ness.
 
There was a pang of hurt as Kyra disappeared and Camus turned to Ness. "It's nice to meet you Ness. I am glad I could give Kyra some peace in her last hours. We should go now." he said, and took Ness by the hand, and with his other he cast a spell, arcane words spilling from his lips. The surroundings blurred and disappeared and in a flash was replaced by much darker environs, a cavern of sorts, and Camus smiled softly at Ness. "I cannot do that often, but I brought us to my home, beneath Anauroch, the Great Desert. It used to be luh and verdant you know, in the time of Netheril. Floating cities in the skies, magic universally revered and practiced by almost everyone. It was a long time ago, but surely you know your history." Camus was dating himself a bit, but had worded things so that he could simply have been a scholar of history and of course anyone could practice magic, right?

The silvery armor he wore had been replaced with clothing more suitable for travel, and the dark haired man gathered things to place in a knapsack, which much like Ness' would seem to hold far more than it would appear. "As you said, we do not know why, but they must have been hunting your sister for a reason. Once they realize what you are, which is not hard to figure out, they'll be coming for you. And me as well, once my own little secret gets out." Camus said, decided that he might perhaps divulge that to Ness. It would be only fair after all, if they fled together. As he packed up various things he waited to see how she might react.
 
Ness was impressed with Camus. She knew he was a dragon. Being a dragon rider, a secret of her family, she could smell the dragon in him. Still he had other skills as was evidenced by the transportation to his quarters. His armor was transformed into mundane clothing giving a little clue there was well.

Ness smiled and started to walk around Camus quarters as he collected some things. When he had finished collecting his things, she nodded in approval.

"I will change too but it won't take long." Ness put her finger up to her lips and as she did so, she was surrounded by a shimmery light. Not taking long was an understatement. From start to finish, it only took her a couple of blinks from her eyes before Camus was looking at different person.

Ness pale gray armor

Her horns had disappeared as well as her boots and instead was a red head with pale gray armor. "Do you think this will be acceptable?
 
By the time Camus was done there was virtually nothing left, and obviously the pack he'd used was highly magical. Turning to Ness he explained. "I'm sure you know by now that I'm not human, and though those Hunters might not have been looking for me, it was only through luck that they didn't realize my true nature. In these books that I now carry are lores and wisdoms thought long lost to man, and so they have been. Once man might have been worthy of them, but mortals have fallen far, and as you know, some powers are not meant to be meddled with, even by our kind. So I hope you understand that I must keep this knowledge safe."

Camus knew that he was being somewhat cryptic and vague, but truth be told he had not looked over the lore in the books much, not even for himself. His parents had been responsible for the safety of the knowledge before him, and out of all of his clutch-mates only Camus had shown interest in continuing their work. Now it seemed he was going to have to leave his home. His silver eyes settled on Ness' own. "I can get us out of her, transported back to Neverwinter if you like, but then I will have to find another way to return. That is why I have brought everything with me. Though I am in the guise of a human, the magic used to transport me must be able to accommodate my true form, and all of my true mass and weight. I cannot do it often. No mortal could do it at all. Once we leave here, we'll be on foot. I dare not take my true form out in the world." he confided in her.
 
“But you are not human are you. At least not totally. The true question comes when one needs to identify themselves. I know you as a Dragon. My kind has ridden your kind for centuries even though we are a dying breed now. The bonds have weakened over the centuries but I have hope yet. Most of my family think I am a disgrace for having hope. A foolish youngster. My sister was the exception for she too felt hope just as she felt the pull towards you. I can get us places if you prefer to rest. I am student of the arts and rather good at them if I say so myself.”

Ness was quiet for a bit as she contemplated what she had revealed. Had she read Camus wrong? No, she was sure she hadn’t. Kyra had felt the pull also. “If you are the Keeper of Lore than you must be protected. One day I hope to earn your trust to even get a glimpse of such records. Is our salvation hidden in them? What mysteries do they hold? There is much to be learned from Lore. Not only the magical secrets that many seek but also the other secrets. History quite often repeats itself and only by looking back can we sometimes look forward. The trick is, of course, not to be always bound by the past mistakes but to learn from it and proceed into the future.”

Ness shook herself out of her own musings and smiled at Camus. “I had no destination in mind after visiting my sister. No obligations so I can go wherever I wish. Such is my way. I will help wherever I can D’Camus. “ Ness had purposefully used the honorific D’Camus. She would have used his full name if she had known it. She would find it out eventually, usually upon mating with him, but D’Camus would suffice for now. It was an honorific from the Old Times. It told him that she knew of the old ways and honored them as she honored him. The D stood for Draco and had been shortened when the hunting wars had started. Now it was, for many, a long forgotten term which held more meaning than many knew.
 
D'Camus. That was not an honorific he'd heard for quite a long time, and he smiled at Ness. "You have the right of it. I felt the pull with your sister, just as I feel it with you, and sometimes those old bonds run deep. I suppose that now, while I have the room, I should perhaps show you my true form. That might please you and appease you in some ways." Camus told her, and set down the pack he was planning to bring.

Not bothering to undress, the man before Ness gently moved her back, and then began to grow and change. The transformation was magical, to say the least, because simply allowing one to gain several tons of mass in a conventional manner would have taken quite some time. Energy, old as time itself, and not quite arcane nor elemental, crackled along his skin and in a moment the silvery form of the ancient silver wyrm was before Ness. Though there was not quite room to rear upward, he still loomed over her and his hide was shiny, scales gleaming like mithril.
 
Ness stepped back and let Camus transform. Transform might not have been the right word for it. He…just became. It was so effortless that she knew he was a master at it and had been doing it for a long time. Ness slowly walked around Camus. She didn't need much room for that, which was good, but she wanted to look at him from all angles. A Silver. She hadn't seen a Silver in ages. A Black Dragon or a Gold dragon but for some reason the Silver's were harder to find. When she finally was in front of him again, she bowed low. "Greetings great one. You are magnificent ! May I touch your scales? I'm sure my sister wanted to also and knowing her she did her flick a scale trick too. I shall not do that. "

Ness took a step closer to Camus, her hand outstretched but she wouldn't touch him without permission. If she was right she would feel the connection. Her heart was beating more being this close to such a magnificent being. To her, dragons were beings and not creatures or monsters. Her mouth suddenly felt dry and it seemed to her that it was just the two of them in the world. Before Camus could give permission, however, she felt herself changing. This was unusual for Ness usually had more control. The only thing that she could think of was that being that close to his true form brought out her Dragon Witch. She could feel herself changing, feel that quickening of her blood which meant only one thing. HE was HER dragon.

In a blink of an eye, Ness had changed into her Dragon Witch or Dragonrider form. Her hair was billowing out and one of her hands had taken on a claw like appearance while her body seemed to be covered in some scales of her own. Tendrils whipped around her head as her Dragon Witch power wanted to combine them.

Dragon Witch

Ness' eyes were large and she took a step back. She dropped to the ground as she fought the Witch.
 
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