Acnologia soared above the clouds, headed due south. Not that he knew that, all he knew was it was the last direction he had left to try. The others either stayed as cold as home, or were even colder. Growling to himself he dipped beneath the clouds, checking where he was.
     "What? Why is the land not white?" Acnologia stopped flying, flapping his wings to slowly fall to the Earth. As his feet touched the strange green ground beneath him he turned again into his human form.
     Acnologia knelt down, running his hand through the grass. "It's like hair. But like leaves as well?" Acnologia muttered to himself, utterly lost. The man was a dragon who lived amongst the snow and mountains all his life. He'd never seen plants like what he found himself on now.

     Acnologia looked about as he walked. He was in awe at the massive trees he was walking amongst. How could lands like this exist. Acnologia froze now, his instincts warning him of something wrong. Listening intently he heard, or rather, felt it. The ground was trembling under the footsteps of something massive. It wasn't another dragon, no dragon would charge at it's prey from the ground. It would fly at it.
     Looking back quickly Acnologia saw a deformed, human looking creature that was at least eight meters tall. "What the-" Acnologia cut himself off, jumping aside as the monstrosity tried to bring it's hand down on him.
     Acnologia was quick to retaliate, instantly calling fire to his hand he hurled it at the things head. Watching as it didn't even react to being set ablaze. He growled to himself, dodging yet another swing of the freaks hand. Acnologia did the next thing he could think of, changing back into a dragon.
     Acnologia watched as the creature now stopped, looking at him like it was confused. It then turned and started to leave. Slowly, as if it merely didn't care for him now. Growling at the fact he was being ignored now that he was a threat to it, Acnologia leapt forward. Biting the beasts head off in a single motion. 
     Unbeknownst to him he had bit it's nape in two as well, killing the Titan.

     Acnologia was flying back to his den, pleased with the results he found. After running into a fifty meter tall wall Acnologia had turned back, fighting two more of those strange creatures. He had discovered over the course of those two incidents that if he didn't kill them, they'd regrow whatever he bit off then. In essence he'd found an unlimited food supply for him, Ananta, and their young.

     As Acnologia swooped down and into the entrance to the den he smirked to himself, still pleased that he'd found a way to provide for his family. "Ananta?! Boys?!" He called into the cave, walking rather quickly inside. "Dad!" Acnologia smiled at his youngest as he ran up, grabbing his father's leg.
     However the boys expression quickly wiped the smile off his face. "Dad, mommy won't wake up. She's not even breathing now." Acnologias blood ran cold now. No. It-it couldn't be.