Everything was eerily silent in this section of the orchard, if you had been there earlier when he first arrived you would have seen that all the animals had immediatly ran or flown away as fast as they could.
Now he simply lay under a tree, his sword stuck into the ground beside him. Although he did not pay it much attention right now, after afew seconds of watching him it became evident that if he were to stand up his head would most likely be in the branches of the tree.
A distance away an Asrire Unicorn grazes. The flight of the other creatures of the area had come to his attention, and the presence of the large dragon was noted, but wasn't too terribly concerned about the situation. Chances were, if the creature was here, it was friendly. And if not, he'd taken down dragons larger then it before.
The dragon lifts its head up alittle and looks off in the direction of the asrire but not really at it, he tilts his head and sniffs at the air before actually showing the fact that he noticed it was there "You are not a dragon." a voice says that slips seemingly straight to the unicorns mind, it didn't seem unpleasant but was definitly not friendly.
A clawed hand taps him on the should from behind, it seems like seconds before the shadow of the dragon catches up with it and blocks the light from the unicorn "Then why do you wear that? If it is so obvious." the dragon says in normal speech... But wasn't it over by the tree? The sword remains over where it was just moments ago but it did not seem to move.
" I thought a trophy from my.. hunt would be in order.." He replies, sounding faintly amused. His expirence may be with Dragons that didn't move quite that quickly, but he doesn't show any sign of fear.
"I see. How many hunts have you gone on. Ah, excuse me We haven't been introduced yet. I am Sephiroth, and you are?" he asks with a slight nod to the unicorn his expression and how he moved was calm and calculated without any signs of faulter, Except his eyes... everyonce in awhile it was if they suddenly filled with anger and rage.
"Domnu." He introduces himself simply, with a polite nod in return. "As for hunts, many. I've long since lost track." The golden stallion shrugs. One ear is tilted back towards the dragon, but he doesn't seem to be paying much attention to Sephiroth otherwise. His answers come between mouthfulls of grass.
Sephiroth moved infront of him seeming to just be a grayish blur before he stopped "Would you like to try and kill me?" he asks with a tilt of his head wondering how exactly a unicorn went about fighting dragons... "I promise not to kill you... Much." he adds to try and increase the chance that Domnu would agree...
He grins "After the fight you would not be dead." he says with a slight nod then looks over at his sword that is resting by the tree "How long would I have to wait for you to want to kill me?" he asks sounding almost like he's joking but is probably not.
He shakes his head "I would not beat you to within an inch of your life." he says with a small chuckle "And If I were to attack you first I would kill you." he says with a smirk appearing "Of course that is fine by me, But I assumed you would not like it." he still is acting mostly serious but hasn't looked back at Domnu, Appearing to contemplate wether or not to get his sword now or to wait...
Sephiroth takes a deep breath as if to sigh but instead turns and shoots two lines of flame out his nostrils at Domnu "Have you faced death, Or overcome it?" He asks in a voice that seemed to lose its calmness and become filled with anger, He holds out his hand and the sword wrenches itself out of the ground and begins to fly towards them. Slicing through afew trees which topple over cleanly cut as it flies towards his hand.