Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32004538-20170914023137/@comment-30921738-20171018225814

"I think one of its 'lil companions are comin' this way." The male voice said.

Akurle kicked and struggled inside the net until she could see her captors. The one that just spoke was a male goat with white fur and brown spots. The more serious sounding girl was a light brown lioness with serval scars. She looked awfully tough and much more serious than the goat.

"Joey, it's just a villager." The lioness growled.

Akurle wriggled some more and the goat, Joey, glanced at her.

"Careful there, dat 'lil dragon is tryin' to escape. Maybe we should bonk it on the head." Joey said loudly.

"You mean knock it unconcious? With what? A stick?" The lioness grumbled. But the brown spotted goat had already gotten a stick and whacked Akurle on the head with it. Akurle growled in pain and struggled in the net.

"See Prowler? Dat should do the trick."

"Really? You can't knock someone unconcious with a stick. You just hurt her, and know we have to deal with a whimpering, struggling dragon." The lion, Prowler, hissed, glaring at Akurle. Her muscles rippled, and in one swift motion, she swatted Akurle hard in the head. A firce pain shot through her neck and she moaned, her vision fading to black.