Mintek wasn't really thinking like a lashak. Sure, he had his natural reactions just moving through him, but he wasn't all there. It didn't occur to him that she wanted the kill, until this very second. He realized that he shouldn't back down immediately, but he also realized that logically (perhaps 'humanly') he was not hungry. This lashak was obviously hungry. If she had been anyone else, he would have immediately ceded the dinner to her. But something made him realize that he shouldn't perhaps give it to her right away. He wasn't sure if he was choosing the correct reactions, but he bared his teeth at her anyway, hissed again, and then took another step back, and then another. Over the corpse of the prey that he had managed, and then back behind it. He kept his ground there, wings held up and teeth bared, frills all held out. She could have the kill, but he wasn't going to be beaten. He was only a little jealous of the smoke.
Come on already, just leave. Give me that kill... that's all that ran through the female's mind as she stood off against the young lashak, who didn't seem to want to move. She would fight him for the kill, just give her a reason. Hungry animals sometimes become more violent the worse the hunger. She was hungry, but not starving to death. If she were, the lashak would be the meal as well as the ram. She figured that she could catch him. But the posturing, the hissing, and now stepping... on it. Over it. Back. Backing away but still acting aggressively. Wait. Was he submitting to her portrayed demand? Time to try at least. Reminecent of a tigress, she crosses the roof to drop down on her feet. Although rather large, she doesn't make as much of a thump as one might expect from a lashak female. Females had to be bigger in muscle to... to be parents. But she didn't care. All there was was the food. They are not quite eye to eye over the ram now, one paw angled to snag the food and steal it away. Was the young one going to attack or back off further? Her hiss increases the smoke amount. 
Mintek had a kitava parent. That was what he had been told, anyway. He never quite got as big as fast as he would have liked. A purebred lashak was certainly quite a bit bigger than him, and he was feeling the crunch, so to speak. However, he had to keep his ground. He still felt the wave of 'that is a more powerful draconic right there' whenever the lashak got down, but he had to keep on his feet. He'd never be respected if he chose instead to give in or roll over. No, he'd stand on his feet. He hissed, but kept in one spot. When the lashak got close enough to snatch the kill, he used a knuckle to half-heartedly push it at the lashak. He didn't care about the kill, he cared more about his pride. And if she couldn't or wouldn't speak, then he had to find other ways to communicate. He kept his green eyes on her face, staunch and still.
How... how... she blanked. Scuffles over food were a natural thing, but... this one seemed to only be pushing the kill towards her. Not... not even a fight put up. Aside from the stupid amount of male posturing. Wasn't leaving though. Still keeping her eyes on him, the female lowered her head and bit down into the fluffy head, slightly dented from its trip into the canyon wall firsthand. The wool caught aflame with a slight sound of two rocks tapping together. The wool burned, and burned fast. Soon the whole beast was aflame. She stands to her full height again, inspecting the burning food. The wool didn't stay alight for terribly long, putting off more smoke then flame. Huh. This usually worked. Was the ram wet at all? Not from what she could see, but the wool seemed to hold more then just a ram together. Shifting around, but still watching the young one, she set the wool on fire again. And again. 
Mintek was quite obviously baffled by the entire thing. He tilted his head ever so slightly, and watched as the lashak took the meal, and seemed to be trying to light it on fire. It wasn't working too well though... Oh, that was his fault kinda. He was a little too small as of yet, and not that great of a flier at the moment, so he must have dragged the creature in some of the water. Woops. He kept his posture up, but it seemed like the lashak was more interested in the food. Say, he should probably try to get back home at some point- but he felt stupidly frozen in place a bit. Partially it was not wanting to back down and be bullied over food every time he went out for a hunt again in the future, but also it was because he was fascinated by the flame. He wished he could do that! His eyes flashed with the flame, a bit too much attention paid to that, and perhaps not enough paid to the other lashak.
As she worked to keep the ram alight with fire, the wool just.would.not.stay.lit! It had to be wet, she was sure now, when the latest ignition just belched out smoke and fizzled. She presses a paw into the wool... sure enough, her paw comes back damp. Her ear frills flatten in frustration. Wet wool does not burn, and there was no wind down here either. Or very little. She snorts a bit of smoke in frustration, taking to scratching off the burnt portions of wool away from the head. At least the head had some good meats. Her jaw almost dislocates as she bites into the ram's face, crushing the bone to take a big crunchy bite. Its squishy and crunchy and sharp and bleeds everywhere, as head wounds do. Her head tosses upwards a bit to swallow the meat once sufficiently crushed up. Bones still cut the inside of the mouth, no matter how hard you try. Its a messy process, but she's into the good stuff now. Too bad eating brain doesn't make one smart. 
Mintek had been hunting live prey for a long time now, but it still made him a bit squeamish to see another draconic eat. When he ate, he felt fine, but having to watch others go to eat... Yeah. It seemed that this lashak wanted to cook her meal; did they all do that? He sometimes built a fire to do so, having been taught how to use flint, but he never really thought about how a fire-breathing individual would do it. It was fascinating, and kinda gross. He was enamored with this wild-er type of life. He tried not to blanch, that was a human-like thing to do surely. He wasn't sure if he'd seen another draconic do so. However, he managed to stand his ground, looking more than a little bewildered. If he HAD been hungry (thankfully he had not) he would not be so right now at all. How... Charmingly barbaric? She was almost pretty, if not for the uh, skull crunching? Scratch that, she was quite pretty. He just hadn't really noticed her tiger-like movements before until now.
This ram was on the small side for what the female typically tried to find and hunt for herself, but it had the same guts on the inside. And guts were good. Hot and steamed and raw. A bit slippery on the texture though. It didn't take her long to finish cleaning out the skull, before going to work on the plump cheek of the beast, twisting its head halfway through to throughly snap the dead animal's neck and reach the other cheek. Cheek had a lot of fat to the palate, and fat seemed to be one thing that this female lacked. She burnt it off too quickly with the aerial diving and chasing of prey. But when she finished the head of the beast, looking up, the young male had not left. Not even moved hardly an inch. Save for his very bright green eyes. ...Lashak dont' have green eyes. The tigress draconic watching him back, puzzled on his unusually unlashak behavior. If the moon were out, he might have had stars in his eyes? Crunch, went the cheekbone. She licks the edges of her maw, now watching him for nearly a full minute. What unusual behavior for a lashak, and for a male on top of that. 
The orange lashak certainly felt a bit awkward at that, watching the female snap the neck of the already dead creature felt... Strange. It made sense, expediency was important for her, it would seem. Ah, that made sense. Yes, another might steal your meal if you aren't speedy, when you live like this. He wasn't sure what to think of that. It was clever. He felt like he was receiving a lesson that he should have had earlier on in life but was only just now being able to receive. Learning about his ancestors, and maybe a little about females at the same time. This was perhaps the first time he'd been this close to a female would she tolerate him?
He certainly did have stars in his eyes, and suddenly he was both embarrassed and feeling a little hot. Was he finally developing his flame? Or was it something else? He took a step forward, eyes on the female, and ignoring the food. What did this mean?
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The female exhaled again, smoke slightly tinted red from all the ram blood in her throat curling out of her maw edges. Just... wasn't moving, wasn't even getting close. Well, she would continue to eat. To try to burn away the wet-down wool and eat her fill of the kill. Perhaps to drag it away for finishing later. As the wool finally started to light and burn away, she could claw away the wool to expose the delicious flesh beneath. The male must be watching this; it wasn't anything particular. She just hated the texture of eating fuzzy things. Fuzzy had to burn. And burn all of it. She heard something while eating the ram. Looking up with a particularly bloody appearance. Her wildfire scale color heavily splotched with a deep crimson. The meat had a slightly off flavor to it, but it didn't make sense as to why? He had gotten closer. One paw is planted on the bloody shoulder of the ram, eyes narrow, a hiss boiling in her throat. Was he finally hungry or stupid enough to steal her food? ...if that was the case, why did she smell something off? It wasn't the ram meat this time, and the scent really... enticed her palate. ??? 
Well, at least she was fed. That was well and good, and now he felt a little funny. Maybe he was getting sick? Mintek had never had this go on before, so maybe he should go home... He felt a little warm, perhaps a little squirmy in his stomach. What was this, perhaps? He stepped back a bit, finally dropping his frills, but not his wings. His wings were only slightly leaned back. He felt like backing off, but instead he lowered his head slightly, dipping. Not in submission, no. He was asking her a question, something a little in his bones perhaps. Something in his instincts was causing this. It suddenly kind of made sense, a little bit at least. This was a female, he was a male, and though he'd just gotten this age... Would it be considered weak to back down now? He wouldn't back down now. He puffed out his chest a little, and made a low noise in the back of his throat. Not a growl, but a challenge nonetheless.
Wait a minute... If she thought about herself, on the inside, the female started to realize she was the one who smelled off. Or to this male who seemed to be paying a lot of attention to her. He wasn't acting so forth in terms of in your face, still a bit unsure of himself, it seemed. His frills were no longer framing his face, but angling his wings back, she could see his wingspan. An impressive length, even for one so small. Yes, he was small for a male lashak. But there were no lashaks who looked like ...that. He must have a mixed parentage. He puffs up his chest now, looking a bit more... male. Making a low challenging noise. Oh? Child, you are treading in deep, if that was what he seemed to be trying to do. He was attempting to perhaps impress her, going by his posture and his behavior. Her head angles a bit, the light catching her own eyes now. Tail swishing a smidge. If this was an attempt to impress, better try it soon. Females are known to be prone of impatience. 
Mintek wondered about other lashak all the time. He'd seen a kitava, once. They looked so foreign to him, so clever, they caught onto things that gave him pause. Was this was it felt like to be like other draconics? He wondered if this lashak felt odd, being around him. He wondered if he was bothering her over her dinner. Still, something was spurring him on. He was a little excited, all of a sudden. The world was pretty tonight, he always thought it was nicer at night. He hadn't felt this way any other night, however... She was the difference. There comes a time in one's life perhaps that they notice that there was another facet of life that they never thought of. Another instinct past food and shelter. Even beyond curiosity. Oh, she had pretty eyes. He noticed that now, perhaps. As soon as he caught her eyes, he knew what he had to do. A flight display should work decently enough. Mintaka took a quick leap into the air, and then immediately twisted back, 'falling' off of the cliff. Wings opened, and air spilled. He wondered if his flight display would impress her. Better do it quickly.
The female didn't have any inclanation to think abart from her instincts for food and shelter. Never needed anything else. Oh, couldn't forget water. Blooding your kill to get hydrated wasn't... good. So the male attempting to impress her with his frankly odd behaviors didn't quite click immediately. She remembered hearing a very longwinded account of an impression; and this female had been very selectively picky over the two males who had been trying. Hearing but not caring at all. Companionship wasn't... wasn't permanent. And then he fell off the cliff. Backwards. Color her surprised, but the wings open, and the male is in the air. He must be attempting to impress her with his flight skills. What, was he going to crashfly into another ram? The female considered herself very quick on the wing. Was this contesting her own agilties? Those fiery wings spread, fanning a bit. She doesn't just dive off the cliff, she just walks off, catches the wind and heads straight up. If he wanted to fly, lets have a flight. 
Mintek was still not the best flyer when something was in his claws, but he was half kitava. Time to make use of that fact, he thought. Kitava were well known for being dexterous fliers, and that did make him a smaller (but much more twisty than average) lashak from what he could tell. He let himself fall backwards for a bit and then twisted about in the air rapidly, and then he flapped twice. That was enough to get him up into the air at least, and then put a little speed behind him. He wasn't the best flyer in the world, but he could look pretty and swift while doing it. Seeing a ram on the cliff, he decided to be a little daring. Flying up quite high, twisting about where his underbelly was facing the sky, and then immediately diving for the thing. He reaches out his claws- and removes the smallest bit of fur before pulling up and away in an arc. On purpose. The thing had hardly noticed he was there. There were good things about being small-built.
Riku: Oh how perfect! I woke up wanting to post (unexpected, but yay) and saw I had a reply. <3 Meant to be.
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Riku: So did you guys make this hosting switch perfectly RIGHT before pb broke? >.< Thaz crazy. It’s a huge relief and I’m very glad we’ve come to this. <3
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