Arthur sat under that falls the force of the water running over his body extreme but this si how he became stronger by medititating under water falls it tested hsi resitance and endurance if Arthru wasn't half-dragon the force of the water would truly crush him. He sat there envisionign a battlefeild in his mind with his sword in ahnd facing off many enemies all of them diffrent in skill and power. For hours he sat there running the battle in his mind. Till finally he heard a voice that brought him out of meditation. The vocie said," What are you doign under a waterfall are you trying to get yourself killed.


(basically whoever joins this one is the voice)

Anger tore at Sava's mind, as she wandered around in dragon form, and as usual, when she was angry she stomped around, making a lot of noise not caring of where she was going or what she was doing, she was just angry, and at what, was even a mystery to her friend the little annoying fly dragon Blackquill. Quill just figured that Savarkael just gets angry for no reason, and she does sometimes. Sava complains almost about everything, except battle wounds, or some other thing, but what truely annoys Sava, is anything thats stupid or small, like the terrain, or the rain, or the sun, or people, or anything else that is something stupid to complain about. Today though, Quill had no idea why her friend was angry.

Anger flared in her black and green as, and her dragon body was tensed up. Her claws dug into the soft ground, the feel of dirt and grass, comforting her a bit. When she got to a lake and a waterfall, she looked down at her reflection and glared at it, for no reason. She then, started to drink the water, not caring how much noise she made, it was never louder then the constant sound of the waterfall. She looked up, and at the waterfall, noticing someone in there, and he looked like he was meditating. She glared at the male figure, again, for no reason, and then she decided to say something, though to her, she didn't know why. Why would she care to say something?

"What are you doing under a waterfall? Are you trying to get yourself killed?" She said, in a angry and hateful voice, even if she wasn't angry at the figure, she was just angry about everything today.

Arthur looked over to where the voice cmae from and saw a half-dragon transformed he smiled and thought,' What luck one of my kin yet she did disturb my meditation". He said," No I was not trying to get myself killed no need to be so angry dragon kin, I was training my body to resist preassure it helps when fighting". He sighed and said," Forgive me but if I may ask what is one of dragons blood like myself doing out here".

She stared at the male, her eyes slightly narrow. Her black and green scales seemed to relax, instead of being tensed up. "I go where I want, and do what I want, I come here, because I ended up here from my walk." She said, in a very dull tone. Her clawed feet dug in the ground, almost like she was impatient, and she slightly was. A glare was still in her eyes, and it was easy to tell the she was very annoyed by something. Like usual, Blackquill was wrapped around one of the horns on Sava's head, sleeping silently, but sometimes her wings fluttered making a buzzing noise for a moment, but when Quill did that, Sava would snort loudly, and end up waking the fly dragon up.

"Why does it matter to you?" She asked back, a dragon grin seemed to crease her dragon face.

Arthur smiled and said," It matters to me because Adventure usually follows Half-Dragons and I like adventure". He laughed and looked at the fly dragon on her back and smiled a little and then said," Ofcourse I also like to know what those of Dragons Blood are up to and if they have any infromation that might be of use to me". He then bowed and said," I forgot to speak my name Iam Arthur Pendragon the Blademaster among Dragons Iam known as Dar'Vaeg or The Son of The Skies for you see like you Iam Half-Dragon and liek to know what my kind is up to".

The dragon narrowed her eyes, as she looked at the male, who said he was Arthur Pendragon. She sighed, silently, and got into a sitting position. She stared at Arthur before replying. "I have no information that will be useful to you, or to anyone, or unless you want to learn where I buy my weapons." She said her voice very dull. Black quill woke up, and sat on top of Sava's head. Stop being so mean, Sava, its not nice, the fly dragon said telepathically. Sava shook her head, and sent the fly dragon through the air, and there was a little thump as the mini dragon hit the water. "Next time you talk to me, Quill, you better not bring up my attitude." She snapped as the fly dragon flew into the air, dripping with water.

Sava turned her attention back to the male. "I'm Sava. I'm not known as anything, except creature, beast, monster, winged-horror, not much, but it is for a hunted dragon." She said plainly, her mood never lightened.