Rusty flattened her ears, as she sat down on the grass. The changeling seemed much nervous now, casting a quick look at her, before they contined talking in hushed whispers. Was there something wrong? She did not know. She only hoped they were not mad.
"Cyclone..... we can pass her off as a changeling, now that she seems to have learned our language."
"Shale, we don't even know a lot about this Rusty. Are you sure she would fit?"
"Of course! Have you seen anything like her? They'll think it's one of the nymph's disguises. No dog has a frog tongue and purple fur.... or two-colored eyes....."
He watched in amazement as Rusty flicked her tongue out and took an apple off a high branch.
"Maybe you could be right.... I just hope this isn't wrong."
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Rita felt kinda silly as she led her "prisoner" into the main entrance of the hive. Suddenly, a hundred set of eyes were upon her.
"Ah.... so you have found me a prissssssoner, eh," hissed a voice.
Rita felt herself trembling with fear as a shadowy figure stepped into her field of vision.
it was a midnight-black scales shining off the dim light, illuminating faint lines of dark purple stripes.
Thick fangs showed every time he said a word, and occasionally his forked bright blue tongue.
A single chain hung around his neck, adorned with small gems of various colors.
Rita knew who this was. He was only called by his nickname, Undertaker, and he was one of the few giant FireSnakes left in Equestria.
"I...um... yes." She nervously looked away. Rhinestone shot a look of hatred at Undertaker. Half-dragons were FireSnakes natural enemy, and Undertaker seemed out of place. Normally FireSnakes were any color except black or white....
"Ssssssso...... you bring me a half-dragon I ssssseeee...." He gave a dark grin, exposing his fangs as he met Rhinestone's gaze. "Exsssssssssselent"
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Vlad stirred and woke up. To his suprise, Crystal had already been up, judged by him sighting her by the river, cleaning blood off of her claws. He remembered she was a carnivore and gave a small shudder.
I'd hate to be a bunny right now.....
At his shudder, Crystal spotted him and walked over to him, her claws now clean, and she retracted them, as only a wolf could.
"Good morning Vlad. I trust your sleep was well?" She remembered a smigit of last night and shivered.