he painfully released the trap off of his leg and picked him up
Ryuku let out a muffled scream and got extremely dizzy. After a moment to realize what was going on again, he cowered, terrifying. He trembled as he thought of his scales and wings being plucked away from him and sold, curling in on himself.
“I-I don’t know where I am…”
he spoke quickly and put a hand to his chest, trying to calm himself. His wings were ripped and had large gashes with still freshly bled. He pulled the more injured of the two in front of himself then the panic rose again as the baying of hunting dogs and the heavy thuds of footsteps came closer, heading their way.
“What you have is ours, I don’t care who you are, the King of the Blood Knights has told us to catch this slave and that is what I intend to do.”
The head hunter growled, the two others on either side of him nodding in agreement, only a little less burly than their boss, each holding the leash of a dog that was straining to get to the dragon who couldn’t keep his head up, blood dripping and pooling around him under the blanket. The men unsheathed their swords.