The only thing heard was the creaking of saddles and the slight jingle of the tack as they rode along the roads, the sun was slowly sinking towards the horizon, but by the looks of it, it was going to be a full moon.

Dusty was humming a tune, while looking down at a scrap of paper in his hands.

"What's that?" Thyra asks curiously, looking over as she was snapped out of her thoughts.

"Man's discovery of nunya."

"Cool." Thyra nods. "But, forgive me for asking, what's that?"

"Nun ya business."

Thyra scoffs in amusement. "Should have seen that one coming. Forgive me, Mr. Secretive!" She laughs.

"I will tell you it's something important." He informs her.

Thyra rolls her eyes. "Well, that could be anything, then. Our whole life is full of 'important' things."

"Ok, I'll be more specific, it's important because it's for you?" Dusty said, putting another mark down on the paper.

Thyra raises an eyebrow. "I'm guessing you're not going to tell me what it is."

"Not till I give it to you." Dusty says, putting down another mark

"Ugh, great. I have to wait!" Thyra jokes.

"You'll live."

"Such sympathy." Thyra grumbles sarcastically with a grin.

"Well, I'm not the most...actually, this note goes a few notes back....that ones good....that one...." Dusty trailed off, talking under his breath.

Thyra laughs. "Well, I'll just leave you to your thing, then." She shakes her head in amusement and nudges Misty a few steps in front.

"Now....how am I gonna do this?" She heard Dusty mutter under his breath.

She just smiled and shook her head again, leaving him to his devices. They were approaching a grove of trees, for the fiftieth time that hour, and everything was normal until Misty threw her head up and snorted, jerking back away from the trees in protest.

"They don't like something." Dusty pointed out, as he calmed Blackwater down.

"I know." Thyra murmured, patting Misty as she side stepped away, eyes showing the whites as she held her head high.

Dusty unshouldered his bow, and knocked an arrow, which he lit on fire, and looked through the trees, "what the hell are they worried about?"

Thyra pulled the reins to a stop and drew her shield, transforming it into her crossbow and knocking a bolt.

The bushes shook, and both Thyra and Dusty aimed at it, as it continued to shake.

The horses continued to side step and shy away, but they didn't bolt away.

The bushes shook once more, and two fighting terrible terror flew out of it, clawing one another and trying to bite.

Thyra lowered her guard, unamused. "Wow. We need to lighten up." She commented, leaning forward to pat Misty's neck in comfort. "It's ok, girl. Just some Terror's."

They watched the terrors to at it for a few seconds, before Thyra felt something behind her.

She tensed up and spun around, raising her crossbow again.

And looked right in the face of a Changewing.

It hissed at her, acid dripping out its mouth as it looked her dead in the eye.

"Great. Changewing!" She groaned. It roared at her.

Dusty didn't hesitate, he spun around in his saddle, and fired his arrow into the dragon's neck.

"Dusty!" Thyra scolded him. The dragon dodged it anyway, and was now much more angrier. "Great." She groaned.

"You Ok?" Dusty asked, knocking another arrow.

"Yeah. But maybe we can, I don't know, befriend it, before we shoot first?" Thyra suggested.

"It was right in your face! What did you think I was going to do?"

"Well, I don't know, but since when did we kill dragons?" Thyra responded, eyeing the dragon.

"That was my version of a warning shot! I could have shot it in its heart right then!"

"Yeah, but a neck shot can be fatal." Thyra said. Then she tilted her head, and stared at the dragon, that was snarling in warning.

"Well do what you need too, but he or she makes one wrong move, and they're in the dirt."

"Well, I just think we could give him or her a chance." Thyra insisted, before slowly stretching out her hand towards the dragon.

The Changewing continued to growl, and watched Thyra's hand, as she brought it closer.

She looked away as she inched her arm until it was fully outstretched, her palm hovering in front of its face, she thought it would ease it's mind. She was wrong.

The dragon let out a slightly louder growl, and shot forward, it's bite barely missing Thyra's exposed arm. Dusty fired his arrow, and the dragon tried to dodge, but it embedded itself in its back right leg.

Thyra snatched her arm back. "You were right. You were right!" She admitted quickly, jerking back on the reins.

Dusty quickly shot three more arrows, hitting the dragons neck again, chest, tail, and his court arrow went into the dragon's heart. It dropped dead.

Thyra exhaled, watching it drop. "Wow. Well...I say we get outta here before anything worse can happen, like it's friends." She admitted.

"Your welcome by the way." Dusty said to her, before he and Blackwater shot off.

"Get back here!" She laughed, urging Misty into a canter after them. Once they were side by side, she smiled at him. "Thanks." Then, Misty shot ahead of them into a gallop.

"Ohh, we're gonna do it this way then?" He urged Blackwater into a gallop, and they were back side by side.

Thyra grinned at him in challenge, encouraging Misty on.

"You really think you can beat Blackwater?"

"No, I know we can." Thyra grins as they surge onward.

Dusty rolled his eyes, and Blackwater surged forward, they were quickly catching up, when something came out of the woods, hit his chest, and threw him out of Blackwaters saddle, and he hit and rolled on the hard ground.

Thyra heard the commotion and looked back quickly, before sharply pulling Misty back. "Dusty! You ok?" She called, spinning Misty around to head back toward him, as Blackwater slowed down too.

Dusty could only see black, his head was pounding with pain, along with a spot in his chest, he slowly rolled over, revealing the arrow in his chest.

Thyra pulled Misty up and jumped down from the saddle. "You alive?" She asked.

Dusty couldn't speak, all he dealt was pain, as another arrow launched down, and embedded in the ground just millimeters in the ground from his head.

"Whoa!" Thyra exclaimed, drawing her shield up to block an arrow. She kneeled down at Dusty's side and winced. "How can we get this out without killing you further?" She muttered, keeping the shield up to protect both of them.

Three arrows laced down on them, and one managed to hit Blackwater's front left leg, another grazed Misty's back, and the last shattered when it hit Thyra's shield.

Thyra looked around worriedly, she couldn't see anyone amongst all the trees.

Dusty was slowly coming back to his senses, and was awake enough to feel the next arrow hit him in the chest, again.

"Damn it!" Thyra hissed. She tried to spot the attackers, but it's as if they were Changewings amongst the trees, they were impossible to spot.

More arrows came down, and another grazed Dusty's leg, and a pool of blood started to form around him, the scent was strong when Thyra inhaled it.

She leant down and pulled the arrow out of his leg, throwing it away and applying pressure to the wound. She blocked another arrow with her shield. "Where are they coming from?!" She grumbled.

Another arrow embedded itself in the ground, as a man on a horse came out of the woods, and trotted towards them, firing at them with his bow.

Thyra spun around and let out a frustrated yell, transforming the shield into the crossbow and firing a bolt in the blink of an eye. It embedded itself into his side, but he didn't stop firing.

Dusty rolled over, and looked up, his eyes slit and full of fury. He tried to push himself up, but He fell back down due to the pain. "Thyra..."

She fired another bolt, and it implanted itself into the man's neck. He clutched his throat as he fell off the horse, and bled wildly. "Neck. Fatal shot." She muttered, before turning her attention to Dusty.

Dusty pushed himself up, and growled as he shifted to his dragon form, the arrows dropped off him as his wounds healed. He fired a plasma blast into the trees, blowing them apart and setting them on fire.

Thyra watched him, before transforming as well and coming to his side to help. A few more men showed themselves and fired at the dragons.

Dusty bounced an arrow off his head, and shot another blast

A man went flying into a tree as a result, notably a few cracked ribs and a limb or too as a result. 

An arrow whizzed by Thyra's head, and she turned and pounced on a guy who ran out of the direction it came from. She clamped down on his head and ripped it off, before throwing up a wing to hit an arrow away before it can hit Dusty.

Dusty fired another blast that killed three men, knocking them back into tree trunks.

The last man was trying to climb a tree, but Thyra saw him, and decided to have some fun.

She grabbed his foot and dragged him down and across the ground, out into the open as he screamed. She pounded into him a few times with her claws, before ripping open his stomach. She tore off his arm as he screamed and cried, before finally firing a plasma blast at his face to silence his screaming. She threw the body away, hearing a few sickening cracks, before scanning around them for any other people.

Thyra checked a final time for enemies, before transforming and sitting down next to him. "You alright?" She asked, trying to catch her breath.

Dusty gave her a side glance, before laying down next to her, curling his body around her, his protective instinct taking over.

She sighed and leaned against him. "I'll take that as a 'yes' then." She muttered.

Dusty let out a coo.

She glanced at him. "You sure you're ok?"

Dusty's answer was a huge lick across Thyra's face, then a dragon's version of a laugh.

"Eww!" She groaned, swiping at her face. "You really love doing that, don't you?" She flicked some saliva at him in retaliation.

Dusty gave her a 'really' look, before knocking her over with his tail.

She chuckled as she sat up. "Fine. You win." She flicks his earplate.

Dusty used the ear-plate she hit, to smack her again.

"Oi!" She laughed, moving away slightly.

Dusty gave her a smug look, before firing a light plasma blast at her feet, knocking her down.

"Wow. That was nice," Thyra rolled her eyes, swatting his nose. "Bad Dusty. Very bad!" She laughed.

Dusty gave a sad coo, before walking away and laying down a good few feet away, whining all the while.

"Can't guilt trip me, mr. Moody." Thyra said sternly, crossing her arms stubbornly.

A snort came from behind her, and she turned just in time to see Misty nudge her with her head towards Dusty. "Hey! I thought you were on my side!" Thyra groaned in protest as the horse successfully pushed her to Dusty's side. Misty gave a pleased neigh before trotting away to graze.

Dusty gave another whine, as Thyra saw tears coming from his eyes.

She tilted her head. "Dusty?"

Dusty gave her a side glance, before curling up on himself, and hid his head underneath his wing.

Thyra watched him. "I didn't mean to make you cry." She muttered. "We were just mucking around..."

Dusty let out another whine, and his tail twitched, drawing Thyra's attention.

She glanced at it, and realised there was an arrow sticking out of it, just next to the fins. She inched towards it. "I'm just gonna..." she trailed off and pulled the arrow out as gently and quickly as possible. She threw it aside.

Dusty didn't respond to the arrow being pulled out, but just tightened his tail back around him

Thyra sighed. "Dusty, come on." She murmured. "I'm sorry I hurt your feelings, I was just mucking around." She shook her head.

Dusty looked up at her, and coo'd something toward her.

Obviously not understanding, she shrugged with a sigh. Then she transformed into her dragon form and curled up next to him, her head resting near his.

Dusty laid his head against hers, and purred, knowing his love was warm and safe next to him.

She purred as well and moved herself a little closer to him, happy he wasn't upset.

"You're beautiful, you know that?" Dusty asked her.

She purred. "I don't know about that. But you know how handsome you are, right?"

Dusty nuzzled her, "No I didn't, but thanks for telling me....you know you have a sweet scent?"

She chortles a laugh. "No I did not know that! I don't go 'round smelling myself, but thanks, I think."

Dusty rolled his eyes, before giving Thyra a lick on her head.

She purred, despite the feeling of his tongue, and closed her eyes in content.

Dusty gave her another one, starting from her neck, and up to her cheek.

She shook her head slightly, sending some saliva flying, but still purred nonetheless.

Dusty pushed himself up against her, purring the whole while.

She turned and licked his head in return.

Dusty purred while humming a tune under his breath,

O'darlin
You're the only perfect part of me
Without you my life is incomplete

Our love a melody that lingers on
I'll be the singer, You be the song
I'll be the singer, you be, you be the song

Dusty stopped singing as his purring overtook it, as Thyra gave another lick.

She purred softly, nudging him affectionately.

Dusty slowly felt himself slip away, as his dragon side took over, his protective side. And he gave Thyra the dragons version of a kiss.

Thyra purred, leaning into him as she felt a tug at her mind, and her own dragon side made itself known.

(Warning! Lemon inbound, you know the drill!)

Dusty and Thyra were halfway controlling themselves in relaxation, when Dusty felt a fire-like feeling down by his back legs, he lazily looked down, to see his black and green sheath twitching, and he smelt a different scent coming from Thyra, and every time he inhaled it, his sheath twitched even more.

Thyra felt a fire forming in her lower areas, and she smelt a sweet scent coming from somewhere, she looked down to see if anything was against her, and her eyes widened when she saw her clit was leaking a weird fluid, which was giving off that scent. She looked up at Dusty, and saw him looking down at something, and she followed his gaze, just in time to see his member pop out of its sheath.

Dusty let out a whine as it came out, and immediately wrapped himself up to hide it.

She blinked in surprise, but was too busy inhaling his enticing scent now, the nagging feeling between her legs becoming more obvious. She found herself purring at the scent, strangely addicted to it.

Dusty rolled onto his back, as he fought the headache that came with his dragon mind trying to take over, revealing his limp member and releasing an even stronger scent into the air.

Thyra felt a strong tug in her head, her dragon side trying to take over completely at the sight before her. She fought back against it, concentrating on the strong scent.

Dusty's headache slowly subsided and he rolled back over, and stood up, the top of his member grazing the ground as he walked toward Thyra, making him whine/moan.

Thyra's tail grazed along the ground and over his head seductively. She tucked it back under her, rubbing it on her dignity, before trailing it along Dusty's throat and jaw, purring.

Dusty's eyes rolled back as the strong scent hit him, and he literally fell onto Thyra's tail chasing after the scent.

She purred, dragging her tail out and back towards her softly.

Dusty stood up from his temporary high, put his wings up and did a small spin while flapping his wings, keeping his head and chest high.

Thyra found herself lifting her own wings and tail, prancing around a little with her tail held high as she flapped her wings, staring at Dusty the whole time.

They landed around each other for a few seconds, before they stopped and Dusty warbled something to Thyra.

Thyra warbled something back, and laid herself down, keeping her head up, watching Dusty.

Dusty stood up on his hind legs and took one step forward, and fell flat on his face.

Thyra snorted in amusement, walking by him, trailing her tail over his head, before sitting off to the side, licking her paw.

Dusty walked up behind her, and gave her a questioning warble.

She put her paw down and coo'd at him, not too sure herself.

Thyra watched as the side warm eyes of Dusty quickly turned cold and slit, as his mark on his shoulder glowed red as he roared an order, "So you're alpha isn't good enough? Answer me!"

"My Alpha is perfect." She barked back, her mark glowing as well. "He needs to take control."

"Good, I expect as much from my Beta. Now, do as you're commanded."

"Yes, alpha."

Dusty nodded and gave an order, and Thyra turned around, lifting her tail, and letting him under her, he inhaled Thyra's sweet scent and gave her clit a long slow lick.

Thyra purred and figited under his contact, shifting her weight.

"Submit to your Alpha." Dusty says, before giving another lick

"Your beta is all yours." Thyra purred in response.

"Will you be mine?"

"Always." She crooned.

"Well, show me your loyalty."

"Do as you wish, Alpha. I am yours and yours alone." She trailed her tail over his head softly.

"That I am." Dusty inserts his tongue into her clit.

She let out a pleased growl and found herself pushing up against him.

Dusty pulled his tongue out, getting another purr from Thyra, before shoving his snout into her clit.

She let out a small whine before pleasure took over, and she found herself purring again.

Dusty pushed his snout deeper into her, and stuck his tongue out, going deeper into her.

She purred louder, pushing up against him.

Dusty pulled out of her, making Thyra give an audible groan. "So my beta, you enjoying this?"

"Yes, my Alpha." She purrs. "Yes I am."

"Well then, do you want to be pleasured?"

"Yes, my alpha." She crooned.

"Beg for it." Dusty ordered.

"Please, Alpha." She coo'd. "Pleasure me. Please."

Dusty was still not satisfied, "I said beg."

She turned and licked his face. "My alpha, would you pleasure your beta?" She purred.

Dusty purred, "Yes I would my beta." Dusty thrust up on his front legs, and planted his back, and lined up his now erect and hard member with Thyra's entrance, "You ready my love?"

"Yes, my love." She purred in anticipation.

Dusty gave her a kiss, then slowly inserted his member into her clit.

She let out a pleasured groan, ignoring the pain.

Dusty kept pushing, then stopped as he felt a wall, he thrusted in, breaking through the wall and going deep into Thyra.

She purred loudly. "Alpha." She purred out in pleasure.

"My beta," Dusty purrs, "You're mine, and only mine."

"And you are mine." Thyra purrs back.

Dusty pulls out, until only the tip of his member is in, and thrusts back in, going even deeper, and roaring in pleasure.

Thyra roars in pleasure as well, surrounded by the beautiful scent that had not gone away since the beginning.

Dusty pulled back and thrust in, slowly gaining speed, He roared in pleasure in every thrust, and pounded Thyra's tight walls.

She roared along with him in pleasure with every thrust.

Dusty felt his climax approaching, and his wings spread wide and high, "My Beta, you are mine and only mine, and every dragon will know you are!"

She purred in response, completely agreeing with her Alpha.

Thyra's climax approached, and it hit hard, her walls clenched tight around Dusty's member and sent Dusty into his climax, as he felt his member hit and enter her womb, he roared his alpha roar, and bit down hard on thyra, in the place where her neck meets her shoulder, claiming her as his, and he released his seed into her.

She roared out in pleasure as she felt him release, and didn't even feel the pain from his claim mark as she was too overcome with pleasure. She purred as he slowly pulled out of her.

(***You may now read again***)

"My Beta." Dusty says as he lays down next to her

She purred and curled up next to him. "My Alpha."

"I will protect you with my life."

"And I will do the same for you."

Dusty curled around her, "Good night my Beta."

She purred. "Good night my Alpha."