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"Unknown persons" He winked with a sly grin.
Her brows furrowed and she flexed her wings, "You know your not allowed here, and that technically I should do something about your presence."
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"Unknown persons" He winked with a sly grin.
"You don't strike me as a tattle tale, Frill." He replied, the edge returning to his voice "If you wanted to bag me up and go running back to Camilla, you would have done it already."Her brows furrowed and she flexed her wings, "You know your not allowed here, and that technically I should do something about your presence."
Aw, goodnight!"Well, last I checked you were a little heavy for me to lift and I don't have a bag at the moment. And you are a threat to this place, I am not a hatchling anymore and you aren't just breaking the rules." she sighed, " But you're right, I am not. At least not this time. I am glad to see you, whichever side, I was afraid you had gotten yourself killed or eaten or something."
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Aw, goodnight!
He began to smile, then stopped and looked mocklingly hurt "Killed? Eaten? My dear Frill, you seem to have forgotten who I am. I am Jester, the terrifying beast who eats hatchlings for an appitizer!"
"Samuel." He replied, flicking a piece of dirt off his claws "I seen your picking fights with Amatis now eh?"
"Oh... here and there." He replied, his voice carefully guarded. "So hows life in Pelendava?" He asked, changing the subject."No, you are Googer. The big once meanie who was afraid of hugs. Don't start fooling yourself now." she snorted, standing and shifting her weight from one foot to another, "Where have you been, anyways? Off fighting humans?"
"Watch yourself, young one." He said, his voice rough with age "She'll have your tongue in a stick before you can say sorry."Her anger, though she wasnt actually mad, came out in her voice "So?!"
Gabriel, Left, Right, Kit and Kat weren't far away, speeding over top of the forest as Gabriel pointed various things out to his companions. Kit and Kat were chattering as per usual and several times Gabriel had to tell them to be quiet so that he could carry on with his tour/lesson. As they drew closer to the strange dragon, Kit and Kat's loud, obnoxious voices could be heard, pestering Gabriel with question after question which he patiently answered.Just on the edge of the kingdom’s lands, a foreign dragon landed atop a tall, elderly conifer tree. Aged by time, by wear, and by weather, holes pecked by forest birds into its tender rind that had enlarged with the tree, it creaked with his weight and the bough he sat upon threatened to snap. He shifted to a lower, stronger branch, to spread his magnificent feathered wings to soak up the warm rays of the sun that beamed on his back.
A glorious beast to behold, the dragon’s colors mimicked those of the summer sunset, ranging from deep violet hues to subtly faded oranges, accented by contrasting cerulean eyes, claws, and paw pads. He was ornately plumed, with a long, feathered crest that began on his forehead, rising and falling with the shape of his body, all the way to half of his tail, where the feathers became smaller before ending, and starting again on the sides in a fan shape. Two long pinion feathers, nearly half the length of his tail, grew at the base of his tail in a showy scissor blade shape. His stature was regal, confident yet not arrogant, and his body was streamlined in figure, with long legs built for running and speedy takeoff.