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Kasatar craned his kneck back about to feed when he was quite surprised to see another of his kind land mere feet away. For a splitting second he stood staring, never had he seen another of his kind. Curiosity was quickly overcome by anger and fear though as this drake was almost 5 times his size. the large males eyes met with his in challenge. Kasatar drew in a breath of air to smell his scent and exhaled in an angry hiss. The intelligent part of his mind wanted to talk to this dragon, but the primal and dominant side he used most of his young life to survive told him to flee as the rival dragon either wanted his territory, or to eat him.
Kasatar started to back up but had to drop his prey in retreat as he sensed some possiblity of attack. he stood a few feet away hissing angryilly and snapping at the air in warning for the large dragon to keep his distance. His teeth making rather intimidating clacks "My territory! My food! My Kill!" Kasatar told the older one.
he eyed the hunter crawling towards the safety of Fyrestalkers shadow dragging his now lame leg. Kasatars stomach groaned at the loss, while kasatar stooped body and head low to the ground eyeing his rival muttering, "mine..... mine" his overal body signals showing some sighns of submission now.
the hunter was not looking good now. he was sweating and his body felt like it would not move. unknown to him, he just fell victim to a uniqe trait among kasatars species. Neuro toxin from his bite. a handy trait that helped kasatar to hunt. it attacked a victims nervous system and varieying on the amount of venom, could cause fateag, weakness, terperary paralysis, or on severe toxin dosage..... cardiac arrest.
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What is the strange social behavior you two leggers call manners and law?
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