Burned and Blackened Blood (G23 & loneiysong)

He smirked, and blew more flames, now chasing her and surrounding her with them. EDue to his size and experience,m her could even create an actual swirling vortex of flame, with her in the center.

Furad and the others now urged her to join her flames with Nabaz's. It would be fun.
 
He caught her flame, then shot it back at her with dashes of his own. This time it struck her and danced over her scales, fueling her with yet more energy, and also strength.

The rest of her flames he caught with his wings, and flared, then threw them back at her, so they washed over her while he laughed, challenging her to do more.
 
He laughed, dancing on the purple flames. He let them shift and wash over him, then spun into them and let a flower of flame burst forth catching Tirana in the back and tail. He also let the tip of his tail scrape along her's creating a metallic tinkling while he laughed and roared at her.
 
She nipped at his tail catching it in her mouth giving it a playful bite and turned around and roared back at him. She then fluttered in mid air watching him and burst a big ball of flame at him but right as he was about to catch it, it would disappear and catch him full in the back.
 
He laughed, then suddenly rose high, flapped his wings closed, and fell onto her, then wrapped claws, wings, his tail, and neck around her, and engulfed her in his flames and they became a falling comet, while he laughed, his eyes daring her to escape.
 
He held her close, then flared his wings bringing them up out of the dive, then rolled onto his back, gliding now, letting her snuggle into his chest. "Feeling better little one?"
 
He chuckled then rumbled. "Of course little one."

He ran a claw down her back, letting them tinkling over her horns and spines, still rumbling as he held her, still gliding. "Your flames are growing very impressive."
 
He nodded. "Fair point. but for your age you are achieving phenomenal success. I'm very proud of you little one."

He continued to stroke her scales, keeping the tips away from her.
 
"Getting hungry yet little one?"

He smirked and let some flame rush out of his nose to tickle her horns. "I have quite a feast waiting for you."
 
"Very nice."

He let her go and rolled, then shifted up to let her fall onto his back as he dove toward the place, then with a simple raising of his wings he alighted on the opening, then rolled his shoulders to gently shake her off. He nudged her, and dragged out a large salted slab of meat.

"Enjoy little one."
 
She held onto him and then soon they were on the ground. She got off, and fluttered her wings and smiled and nuzzled into him. She then began to eat very delicately. She sighed and then after eating half of what a dragon should eat, she sat back and grinned to him.

"Thank you veyr much."
 
He rumbled and flicked her shoulder with his tail. "Drink water too. Flying is wonderful, but even we Dragons can get dehydrated."

He had eaten a massive amount, and drained an entire synthetic waterfall twice. It was flowing easily once again.
 
He chuckled, then began to rumble again. This time it was one of the songs of her own nation. The rumble had trouble with high notes, but it could lilt, warble, or belt as needed, and he did so, allowing it to soothe his mind and hopefully her's as well, while Furad tried to invoke a peaceful slumber on her scale daughter.

Nabax caught her eye and winked as he rumbled, the sound carrying throughout the large hall they were in.
 
She sighed and stretched out and listened to him and if possessed she began to sing the words of his land. She wasn't sure how she knew it, she just did. She had heard once about the song. She sang it from another lifetime. She mumbled and yawned resting her to the side and yawned softly.
 
He raised his head and ran it along the length of her neck as he continued to rumble. When the song ended he pushed her abit. "Alright you. Either transform and return to bed, or follow me to the sleeping cove. What shall it be."

his voice was warm and light. he would be staying with her no matter her choice.
 
He lead her to a large secluded cave, and gently pushed her within, where she found a raised platform of some soft material like multiple layers of fabric, but that did not cut or tear when his scales brushed over it. He curled into a half crescent and lay his jaw on his fingers.

His eyes flicked to the opened space between his neck and tail, which would fit her easily. "Come along then little one."
 
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