Now, as for Eberaus…his hunger continued to gnaw at him, his stomach continuing to gurgle loudly, as if to keep reminding him. The dragon was growing a bit frustrated really. Here he was, lost, tired, and hungry, and of all places to be lost in, a giant city had to be it.
He started to walk forward, though paused. His eyes shifted, seeing two very familiar people suddenly head out of that large building. Eberaus made a noise to himself, once again starting to trail behind. Only things were about to take a turn for the worse…
The hydra continued along. They had their hands in their pockets as the moved. Now and then Mylnorr would mutter under his breath as one of his other heads spoke in their mind. It was mostly Kirdairn who was complaining at the moment. As in the background, Faraneer remained silent. He never was much of a talker, having always been a quiet head.
~So, I suppose we can try applying for a job somewhere~.
"Yea, if you don't decide to suddenly start a fight," he mumbled.
There was an angry snort ~Well maybe if people wouldn't piss me…~
"HEY!"
Eberaus had been standing still, having once again paused outside another building when he felt someone run into him. The dragon whipped around, seeing another male behind him. His forked tongue flicked out, testing the air. The scent in the air was familiar, a scent he knew back home. Now, the dragon was in no mood right then, and having little to no social skills…he bristled snarling.
"Watch it hydra. I have no patience right now."
They sat on the ground for a few moments, but hearing that growling voice, instantly made all three go on alert. Before Mylnorr could handle the situation, Kirdairn managed to snag control. That seemed to happen when sudden jolts or the such happened, leaving an opening for another head to take control of their single, human body.
Now, their eyes swirled, changing bright red. The pupils narrowed into thin slits that were nearly lost in the vast red. They curled their lips back, showing sharp fangs. A hiss came from them, glaring back at Eberaus.
"Fuck off dragon, you are saying you have no patience, try me bitch."
Eberaus curled his own lips back to show his own fangs. Instead of a hiss, he growled, tail lashing back and forth. His yellow eyes glowed brightly, his own pupils narrowing. The male's form became tense, skin seeming to ripple, scales appearing.
"I'd prefer not fighting if I can avoid it…but you are really testing me…"
Kirdairn, who was in control, smirked. The other heads in their mind were currently yelling at him, trying to get Mylnorr back into control, but it seemed it wasn't working. Well, it was harder now since Kirdairn was in a fighting mood…though he always seemed to be in that mood…
"Heh, this oughta be good. Been some time since I've been in control and actually get to have a bit of fun."
Without any warning, the male lunged right at Eberaus. His nails changed into wickedly curved claws, ready to lash out and tear flesh from bone.
Now, as for Eberaus, the dragon was swift to side step from the attack. Instead, as the other continued to move forward, he trailed behind quickly. Eberaus lashed out with a quick hand, grabbing the back of the other's head, smashing it into the ground. Though he didn't finish there, he then proceeded to drag Kirdairn right around, tossing him right into a wall, leaving a massive dent in the building.
Well, a fight had now commenced between dragon and hydra…one just had to hope that either one would keep to their human forms and not suddenly shift to their true forms…