Aqya narrowed her eyes, knowing she wasn't supposed to answer. She glared at the girl. "How dare you interfere with daily life of dragons? You are on our territory now, girlie. Flamey here had every right to attack you. Now, you," she said, glaring at Ragar. "You shouldn't have attacked first and ask questions later, Flamey." she chided sharply. She was one of the older dragons.

Ragar growled at the water dragon. "I'll attack who I like, thanks very much," he said curtly, glaring at her. Then he turned back to the girl, and his temper rose just a little. Her cool, calm look was really starting to piss him off. He wanted to see it contorted with fear. "Maybe I am like that!" he snarled. "Maybe I want to kill you pathetic mortals! This war won't end peacefully, so why bother trying?"

"Flamey!" Aqya said, surprised. "You know, you're not the only one who's parents were killed be hunters!" she roared at Ragar. "If you two hunters would kindly leave, we will not follow you, nor attack your village." she asked tearfully, trying to keep her posture. "We were living peacefully until your kind started hunting us!" she added harshly. She stood her ground and melted the broken ice shards into the stream again and drew the water from the huntress's sword and let it fall into the stream. Then, she evaporated the water quickly, willing it up into the clouds. "Now, will you please leave the dragons alone?" she asked, sighing sorrowfully, remembering her mother and her talents.

Kaero walked up behind the ice dragon and nodded her head vigorously. She did not want fighting; she may have been young, but she understood how bad it was. "Please?" she said.

[BUMP!]