His huge wings barely made a sound as they swept up and down.
Want a mate, his dragon growled out unexpectedly, should be looking for mate, not playing.
We are not playing! We are training, Mandra growled back. What do you want me to do? Start looking under the rocks for a mate for us?
Mandra bit back a curse when his symbiot let images of rocks being flipped over so they could look under them appear in his mind. That was all he needed, his symbiot’s sense of humor added to his dragon’s irritation at not having a mate. Between the two of them, they were about ready to drive him crazy.
Why did the Gods and Goddesses have to bless me with a grouchy dragon and a symbiot with an immature sense of humor? Mandra thought before releasing a deep groan. He should know by now payback was a bitch and his symbiot was a great one for paying him back whenever he got cranky with it.
Shit! Mandra thought as he felt the gold bands on his arms and legs and the gold armor protecting his body dissolve. Mandra’s dragon snapped its huge jaws as one of the bands of gold transformed into a tiny flying creature and flew in front of it causing the huge sapphire shape to roll in midair to avoid hitting it.
Mandra’s curse turned into a huge torrent of curses when the gold threads reformed between two huge trees into a type of netting. Before Mandra could pull up out of the turn he was in, he found himself tangled in it. His dragon roared out in rage at being caught so unexpectedly. What was worse, the harder he tried to escape the more tangled he became until he was forced to lie quietly in the golden web waiting for the damn thing to forgive him.
I’m sorry, alright! I didn’t mean it. You have a wonderful sense of humor. You are the light of my life. You …, Mandra grimaced as more threads wrapped around the huge forearms of his dragon, … are not going to forgive me this time very easily.
The gold threads shook in response. Mandra let his head fall back until it was cradled in the threads. He was there for almost thirty minutes when he saw his brother and two of their best trackers coming up under him laughing.
Mandra lifted his huge sapphire head and growled menacing at them. The muscles of his dragon rippled as he strained to break free so he could have the last laugh when he beat their asses into the ground. His golden eyes flared with flames of hostility and embarrassment at being caught by his own symbiot.
Creon stood under his older brother shaking his head. Creon wondered if his brother would ever learn. Mandra had very little patience when it came to losing. His big brother was the second oldest out of the five brothers and the most serious of them which was saying a lot considering how serious Zoran could be. Creon often thought Mandra needed to loosen up and enjoy life a little more. He took life way too seriously which was why Creon often picked on him.
Just as quickly as the golden netting appeared, it dissolved dropping Mandra unexpectedly to the forest floor. Mandra’s dragon grunted as it hit the soft ferns below on its back before rolling over onto its feet. It shook, causing bits of dirt and leaves to fly everywhere. The huge dragon turned with a snarl when it heard the men laughing again.
“Having a bad day with your symbiot?” Creon asked with a chuckle.
“Yeah, we were wondering what happened to you. I thought we were doing a training exercise. If I had known you just wanted to hang out, I wouldn’t have hidden so well,” Kor joked rocking back and forth on his heels looking up at the furious dragon.
“Maybe he is growing soft in his old age and needed a nap,” Jaguin added not bothering to hide the huge grin on his face.
Mandra had enough. It was bad enough his symbiot made him look like a fool in front of his brother and his men, now they were calling him an old man? He would show them who was old! He was going to kick their asses and send them home crying to their mommas!
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