OOC: Ok, well, not much else I can do here...
Dromaeus was still face to face with Laguna, hatred and fury in his eyes. His right hand was on the hilt of Mehrune's Razor, clenching it so tightly that his claws bit into the small scales on his palm. Then he slowly pulled back from Laguna, his hand loosening slightly. His expression didn't change much, but he fire in his eyes was gone.
"I must hunt." he hissed. "It has been too long since my arrows have drawn blood, and the beasts of the forest do not have such serpentine tongues." With that, he pivoted on one heel and marched for the tree line brushing roughly past Berethor as he went, his eyes fixed straight ahead.
Dromaeus was still face to face with Laguna, hatred and fury in his eyes. His right hand was on the hilt of Mehrune's Razor, clenching it so tightly that his claws bit into the small scales on his palm. Then he slowly pulled back from Laguna, his hand loosening slightly. His expression didn't change much, but he fire in his eyes was gone.
"I must hunt." he hissed. "It has been too long since my arrows have drawn blood, and the beasts of the forest do not have such serpentine tongues." With that, he pivoted on one heel and marched for the tree line brushing roughly past Berethor as he went, his eyes fixed straight ahead.