Grove of Extinction
Azshara was under attack by demons and drew out a group of friends. Sarnor, Marielice, Drakken, and Balacgos.
Sarnor grinned as its eyes looked to the giant demon. :: The big one’s been drawn out. :: it’s collar shouted. Marielice let out a solemn, “Oh..” and joined Balacgos in the onslaught. :: I’m going into the ship. :: the bird twisted around, glazing eyes set on the Dreadlord’s invading warship. “Um. Good luck?” Marie said in a small tone.
Sar's ears twitched as they picked up Marie's shouting towards Drakken, getting the druid somewhat concerned. But then it focused back on the ship ahead - balls of fel flame hurling from the spire. Right eye blazing actively, the same fel color as the flames, Sarnor fumed towards the ship.
Flying directly above it was the druid with a low draconic growl. It zeroed in on the Dreadlord commander inside and, with sharp beak pointed, it tried to break the window. Orange eyes looked up to Sarnor and it quickly shifted into cat form in a grey mist, stealthing in an instant. Sar stood on hind legs - surfing on the ship as it twisted in an attempt to remove the infiltrator.
A sudden burst of speed sent the cat tumbling down, hanging by one the ledges and dangerously close to the engines. Tail burning up by the immense heat, Sarnor tried clawing it's way back up finding itself in the grasp of five demons. They cackled in Eredun as their claws ripped at the druid's pelt. A punch to the head, combined with massive red thorns sent a Succubi and another back. An axe swung boldy at Sarnor, the creature jumping onto it and running over the handle to where it would deliver a giant bite to the demon's throat.
:: Come at me. :: its collar said, standing upon the corpse. The Succubi lashed out with her whip, grazing Sarnor's stomach. An irritated growl came from her before her life ended with claws and thorns stabbing up her throat, poking out of her mouth. The shipped tossed around again, sending the remaining demons flying off. Sar once more fell to the window, clawing at the entrance into the command station. Blasts of bolts ripped through the ship in an attempt to hit the druid. One fired just by it's leg, burning the fur and making the paw swell up.
:: Damn! :: Sarnor shook it off for a moment and dived into the inside of the ship as if its cat form was the same as its Worgen form. A suprised, yet not-very-impressed looking Nathrezim turned to face the colossal cat. "Now you face your doom, weakling." he laughed with a smirk. Sar narrowed its eyes and lunged at the demon, jumping onto his shoulder. Claws dragged down it's back and threw it into the wall. The fearsome druid dodged another fel bolt and tore at the Dreadlord's legs.
"Little kitty, you are no match." he knocked it away with his horns, only for them to be latched onto. One nearly tore off. The demon slammed Sar into a wall, backing away with his claws conjuring a spell. Sarnor's form twisted, the bones crackling and fur melting away to reveal black scales as it turned into a Heavenly Onyx Serpent.
The demon's eyes narrowed in once more suprise and the spell he had conjured up blasted into the ceiling - as the druid rammed into him. He crashed through the window, before his wings spread and caught him in the wind's current. Chunks of glass were all that was left to be seen through, and the control pad glowed red as the ship began to turn upside down. The dreadlord hung from what was left of the window and jumped in as the items inside began to pour out.
The two combatants floated in the air, slicing at each other with no luck. That was when Sarnor got caught in one of the wings and ripped it to shreds, clawing across the dreadlord's shoulders to tear at the other one. "Agh! This will not stop me!" he snarled and slashed down it's back. Sar whined in pain, teeth baring and the fresh blood whirring off them. The druid used its powerful legs to kick the Dreadlord out of the window, where his wings could not save him this time.
A cry could be heard as the Dreadlord got caught by something and was shredded to death, fel blood spilling into the air like rainfall. Still in serpentine form, Sarnor turned the ship back to it's original side and, with no knowledge of how to control it, attempted to send it towards its den.
by Sar Sar on 2016-08-17 11:14:27