Michael walked through the forest, something pulling him towards a certain spot. His eyes were the usual violet-blue and they searched for something, something he himself didn't know yet. When he reached a clearing, he didn't bother to peak before just walking in because the yelling he heard almost as soon as he got there told him to hurry up. There was a young boy and a few older ones pushing him around.. he decided to go and help the young lad. What he wasn't counting on, was that there were more of those older guys than they let on. When he got over there, he managed to free the young boy but was then surrounded in process. The young boy had gotten away at least, though how was he going to get out of this one.. they were all threatening him and whatever else, swinging sharp objects in the air at him. Why did he have to be the one who always wanted to save people...?

(Hope this was ok :o)

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((it was ok xD))
Dahlia was in her backyard, painting a landscape of it.
She enjoyed her hobby.
Dahlia had a glass of water and acrylic paints out to paint the main picture.
She was listening to what was around her, to add special effects into the portrait.
She sighed sitting down and taking a glance at it.
She would finish it later.
Dahlia picked up her painting and supplies and went inside to put them away.
She hurried to check her mail and went through it, seeing a letter from an academy.
It was for magical beings and all sorts of things.
When she saw she was being asked to join, she started filling out the form.
She has wanted to learn how to control her power for a while now!
She was an ice based dragon. Though she had a basic understanding of fire spells, she was better with controlling ice. Her dragon form had been a pale white with a pink tint to it.
She had candy blue eyes to match, her skin very soft. Her legs had been like wolf legs, paws included, No fur. Her wings were like a bat's wings, but it had feathers at the top to protect them against the wind. Her tail was long, with an arrowed end. She was a sleek dragon, but rather small.
Her face as a dragon was a very soft detailed one, a horses head's shape, but softened on the face of it, the mouth being defined along with the cheek area.

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(Good :o but this will roughly help them meet XD sorry if it's horrible lol)

Michael managed to open his wings, making the people wonder for a moment where in the world they came from. It gave him just enough time to smack the closest people with them and then take off flying. They were in hot pursuit and one of them had managed to clip his arm with one their sharp objects as they fell. It didn't feel good.. but he would ignore such a minor thing. He landed and very gracefully tumbled due to miscalculation into some persons backyard (fence?) making a huge sound before he stood up, shook his head and turned to his pursuers. If he couldn't get away.. he would at least give them a good fight so that if anything were to happen,then at least he went out fighting. He lashed out at the first guy he saw, punching and occasionally kicking... how else was he supposed to fight? He didn't have talons or anything.. just his father's ability to give someone a run for their money in a matter of speaking..

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((its ok xD and yes there's a fence, but its shorter.))
Dahlia walked outside hearing the noise.
"What the heck?!" She yelled.
Dahlia turned into a dragon, being rather smaller, but big enough to intimidate someone.
She was pale white with a pink tint and smoother skin.

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(oh ok :o)

Michael was fighting another guy, why was there no end to these stupid humans?? Then, he heard a woman's voice.. great was she here after him too..? Goodness.. he heard heavy footsteps and then looked back towards where they were coming from. Only to be greeted with a dragon's face.. great.. then, one of the stupid humans basically jumped on him. He whipped his head around and hit the guy as hard as he could, which hurt his knuckle.. but the guy staggered backwards and Mike was aware acutely of the dragon that just appeared. He was being bombarded by people and he absolutely hated it.. he hit one after another but growing tired, his shirt was torn now and he took it off, completely discarding it. He was now looking like he would usually, the hawk mask, jeans, and shirtless "showing off" his abs. He didn't really show them off, just didn't like shirts very much. Then his deep voice finally rumbled through the clamor, "You guys are pains.." he spat, putting up the same front he has been for years. He ran right at them, barreling into the closest ones, only to be jabbed once again... he made a sucking air in type sound, one that you make through gritted teeth before he swung around and punched the guy in the face. He couldn't take much more of this..

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Dahlia growled and shot out ice spikes with her breath.
"Get out" She growled to the men, lashing their backs with her tail. ((Not your character :o))
Dahlia looked rather mad, her eyes glowing from anger.
The ice started to grow, getting closer to the men.
((short >:[))

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Michael had no idea if she was talking to them all or just the stupid humans.. but either way, he moved as soon as he saw ice and perched on top of a low hanging branch of the nearest tree as the ice crept closer to the humans. They were already shaking so much, as if they were freezing.. though it wasn't cold. Then, in a swift movement, the seeming leader of those humans fled, then the others followed suit. "cowards.." he huffed, looking down at the rather odd dragon.. different from what he was used to seeing... he had forgotten his painful injuries only for a short moment before they started to throb and when he touched it, it felt like it was burning.. he looked at his hand after he had touched it, blood.. he didn't seem to care very much. He winced as he stood up on the sturdy branch, coming down and sitting down, leaning against the tree. "I don't know whether you were trying to help me or get rid of me too.. but thanks for the help either way.." he said, a hand over the worst cut he had gotten on his chest. No matter what, he wouldn't take the mask off... never. He looked away from the woman and towards the way the humans had gone, he smirked as if he didn't care at all where they went before he looked back at her. She really was interesting... but he wasn't going to let anyone past the wall he had made... that was his resolve..

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Dahlia turned back into her human form and started to melt the ice sighing.
"Its a real mess when I do this" She muttered.
She finished melting the ice, only to pull out a spell book for a wind spell.
She said something and used her hand to get rid of the water left from the ice.
"I wasn't trying to get rid of you, If you didn't start the fight, you don't deserve to be punished" She spoke. Dahlia cleaned up the rest of the ice pieces and put them in a glass, setting them on the table she had outside. "What is your name?" She glanced at the man.

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Mike looked at her with interest in his eyes, even though pain was clearly there he still seemed more interested in her. He watched as she melted the ice and used a wind spell.. it was interesting indeed.. he listened to her. He merely nodded and looked away after she finished speaking, but then she asked for his name. His hand never left his chest, he never attempted to move or seem like he was aggressive. He just sat there for a moment before his deep voice rumbled once again, but it was a neutral tone this time, "My name is Michael.." he replied simply. He looked around before he stood up after a long moment, "Well... I better get going... I'm making a mess.." he said, as if it were nothing. He nodded slightly before he turned to leave.

(sorry its short DX)

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((mine was shorter xD))
"You can stay longer if you want, I just made food" She laughed.
"I'm Dahlia" She spoke.
Dahlia put her book away and opened her door to invite him in.
"I have enough food" She spoke again.
"Also, you didn't make a mess, I did" She laughed.
Though humorous, her pale green gaze seemed warm, like a mother's.

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Mike had looked at her once again, though his face was hidden and only his eyes were visible, he had a slight smile on his face at her seemingly positive attitude. Her laugh intrigued him... mainly because he had almost forgotten what a happy sort of laugh sounds like. He turned back to her and bowed slightly, his own polite response to her telling him her name.. he was a little weird but oh well.. "Are you sure?" he asked, his tone was light as he spoke, "I believe I will make a mess in there..." he said, referring to the cuts he had, that were bleeding, but not as bad. Why did she interest him so much? maybe because she was different than any other dragon he had met... sure he could fly and what not, he knew one or two spells because of his mother but that was about it. He didn't like to use magic, so he left that for others to do.. but he was also being cautious, he didn't know her.. no matter how she looked at him, his walls wouldn't crumble. Though.. for some reason he was slightly drawn to her.. his wings had disappeared and he thought about taking her up on her offer, though he didn't exactly eat like dragons and other creatures...

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"Its fine, I deal with this stuff all the time" She said.
She waited for the man to go inside, putting her hands on her hips.
"Trust me, I don't eat raw meat as most people say" She joked.
"Not all dragons are evil, Plus I'm apparently supposed to be what people call, Pure, Which is not true, But I let them believe it anyways, So I can surprise them with how I talk" She laughed.
A dog walked outside. It seemed to be a Great Dane, he had big grey spots all over him, jumping on the lady. She pushed him off slightly to get him down, making him sit.

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Mike nodded slightly after she assured him she wasn't going to eat raw meat and that all dragons aren't evil. He knew that... but he just nodded anyway. He looked at the dog, he watched as it jumped on Dahlia and his head tilted slightly to the side, it was interesting how obedient it was. He looked back at her and nodded, "Uh sure.. thanks.." he said before he accepted her invitation and went inside the house. He stopped just inside the door, a little uncomfortable because he wasn't used to being in someone else's house nor did he know what to even do with himself.. so, he just stood there, a hand gently on the cut over his chest and tried to just stand and look pretty. He did look around from where he stood though, keeping his hands to himself and making sure he didn't knock into anything when he shifted from one foot to the other when one got tired. He was silent, not really knowing what to say now... but she still drew him in and that was what startled him. He had never felt a pull towards anyone, not like this.. what did it even mean??

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Dahlia walked inside and set down what she'd made.
"If you don't like it, I'll make something else if you'd like" She said.
She had made a kind of soup, it looked like it had noodles though.
It had a nice taste to it, more like a meaty taste, though there was no meat in it.
She had set Mike's bowl on the table while she ate, her dog eating out of his bowl next to the counter.
She had a canvas set up, the paint bottles next to it.
The painting looked like a cloud setting, with a sunset under it, due to the pink coloring of the clouds.

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Mike looked at Dahlia when she walked in and told him she'd make something else if he didn't like the soup she made. He followed suit slowly but he sat down at the table, looked at the soup and didn't want to take his mask off and plus he wasn't hungry, he had already ate a week ago.. he wasn't on the same eating schedule of anything like other creatures, he went weeks or months without food and it never bothered him. But, he would be polite and eat what she offered... he picked up whatever utensil was left beside the bowl, pulled the mask slightly forward so a gap would allow the utensil with the soup in it to reach his mouth. He slowly ate, mainly because he wasn't hungry. He had noticed the painting or the starting of one... it was nice though. "That's an interesting painting.." he commented as he paused, trying to be as polite as possible. He really did like it though.. it was very nice and fresh in a way.. like it was actually a place where you could touch the sky.

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