~Kiribeans POV~

I turn to the ash blond and look him dead in the eyes to acknowledge his presents. I lick my lips and walk forward just a little bit. I sat down right in front of him  and just stared waiting for him to make the first move.

~Bakubabe's POV~

I look at him. I take in all his features. There were scars all over his body. Around his eyes was a little puffy, which makes me wonder if dragons can even cry. He looked at me expectantly. But I didn't know why. His eyes were soft and kind. Just by looking into his eyes you could tell he wasn't a cold blooded killer like everyone says, but I still had my doubts about him. He looked rather slim for a dragon but that didn't diter from the fact that you could tell he was well built and had a lot of muscle to him.  His scales weren't silky and glossy like the other dragons that i've killed. His were rough and rocky, but his under belly looked like it had the texture of a smooth stone. I looked at its face one more and only then did I notice the small scar over his right eyes. It looked older than the rest of them and I felt like it had a different meaning behind it. I looked at his arm and realized it was bleeding. 

Stepping forward I took off my cape and ripped the bottom part off. He flinched when I did. He took a step back and I stepped forward he took another step back. This followed suit till he was backed against a tree. I took the piece of cloth that I had ripped off and raised my hands to show him I was harmless. I don't know why I wasn't taking this as an opportunity to kill im. After all that was my job. He just felt different I guess.  He looked like he was struggling to find a way to escape. Which confused me because if he really wanted to he could just kill me and get it over with. Not that I'd let him because obviously i'd win.... But still....

~TBC~