ᏕᎥᏝᏉᏋᏒ & ᎶᎧᏝᎴ - Klance AU

ᎥᏖ ᎥᏕᏁ'Ꮦ Ꮧ ᎷᎩᏖᏂ, Ꭵ ᏰᏋᏝᎥᏋᏉᏋ!

He got up again, giving the beast a stern stare, ''Or should I say huge bastard?''

The dragon huffed and turned its head sideways, away from Lance. ''Hey, I'm talking to you,'' Lance said and walked over to face its head again. Its eyes snapped open and it bared its teeth. Lance froze, did he get it wrong? Was this connection nothing but his imagination? The beast would've killed him already, no?

Lance got lost into those violet orbs again, until he automatically started lifting his arm, his hand and fingers spread, and he slowly inched closer. Watching the beasts reaction closely, it didn't do anything.

Lance closed his eyes and turned his head away, squeezing his eyes tightly preparing himself for the worst. He heard the beast move, and suddenly his hand was met by something cold, and slightly damp.

He carefully opened his eyes to be met by the pair of closed angels again, he glanced at his hand, that rested in between the beasts nostrils, on its muzzle. He could feel the caress of the soft breaths coming from its nose. It held its eyes closed, pressuring against Lance's hand.

They just stayed like that for what felt like an eternity to Lance, like their life-energy got shared via a wavelength of some sort.

Unexpectedly, the dragon's eyes snapped open and pulled away, sniffing his nose. Shaking its head slightly and glaring at Lance. It turned his neck again, away from Lance.

The amazed man carefully walked towards it's paw, and inspected the wound from afar. Lance looked around and noticed he recognized this area. He had been here before, a few months ago. He remembered some bushes the medic at the village used. He ran out into the woods away from the open spot. He gathered some special leafs and molded them together with a stone, making some kind of pastry. He gathered it on a piece of bark, and ran back to where the beast was. Lance puffed out a breath, with a goofy smile situated on his lips once he saw the creature again. It raised its head with a growl but relaxed its defensive state once it noticed it was Lance.

''Can I clean your wound?'' He asked, the dragon stared at him as if he was the most stupid creature in the universe. It glanced down at the bark with pastry. It huffed and showed its paw, laying its head down again. Lance walked in between its head and body as he kneeled down at its injured front-leg, he noticed it wasn't its paw but right above it which was injured. Lance took his flask and glanced sideways at its eye. It was watching his every move, and Lance noticed it had laid its tail behind Lance so he was caved in. He took a deep breath.

''This might hurt, but I need to clean it,'' Lance said as he poured the water onto the wound. The dragon whined and let out a roar of pain.

''Shhh! Someone might hear you! I'm almost done, if I don't do this it might get infected and you wouldn't be able to even stand,'' Lance took an extra white cloth he had with him and cleaned out the dirt, once he was done he carefully smeared the pastry onto the wound. He finally wrapped the cloth around its paw as a bandage, glad the cloth was long enough to be tied around the enormous leg. He traced his own fingers over the huge claws, as he felt a pair of burning eyes fixated on him once again. He looked from the corner of his eye, to see the dragon stare at him attentively.

He put his stuff back into his bag, the sun had rose fully now and all the animals were awake.

''There, it should heal properly now. I'll just...uhh.. go,'' Lance said and stood up, its one eye followed him intensely.