The young dragon punched at the ground while remaining blindfolded. This was the last time he allowed his teammates to ever choose his location for this supposedly blind-date that he'd been inquired about only a few weeks before. An event to celebrate the 14th of Feburary -- Valentines Day. A rather unsuccessful and uneventful day of the month for the young dragon. He'd never celebrated it before and he was sure, back then anyway, that he wasn't going to start now. That was until the Sabertooth members took him out mid-sleep, bandaged him up and shipped him off to the worst of locations imaginable. Ibara couldn't even think, whomever his blind-date might be, about what they might believe about his "choice" of location..
The young dragon grimaced and spoke aloud, never once, bizzarely, removing his blindfold to observe his surroundings. Was he frightened..? No he was bloody terrified. This situation couldn't get any worse, Ibara crossed his fingers in the hopes that his date wasn't a total bore; only then could it get worse.
"Sabertooth.. you buncha' punks.." Ibara shook himself and prepared for the roller-coaster ahead. This was going to be one bumpy ride.