Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32004538-20170914023137/@comment-28439145-20171001022355

Bullet opened his eye in the slightest bit. He saw something twisting in the tree's clutches. He opened both his eyes wide, and he saw the dragon.

He jumped to his feet and recreated his blood axe, swinging into trees left and right until he recognised the dragon, a tree's branches tightening on her scales. She twisted and turned. Bullet screeched and with a sort of fury, he slashed into the tree. The tree made the noise like the previous one, and dropped the dragon. It responded differently than the other trees, trying to hit Bullet as he hit the tree. It's twigs smacked into his shoulder, and a sharp pain shot through his entire body. He clenched his teeth and kept hacking at the tree. He closed his eyes again as the tree screamed and thwacked him and tried to make him stop. He couldn't see if the dragon was alright. He didn't really want to see, for fear that he had been too late.

And like the other tree, this tree fell, and was silent yet again.