heart of the baked potato - reading

[fulzanin]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 13px; border-bottom: 5px #5AF1D0 solid; padding-bottom: 5px; color: black;"]Where Sanzu had come from, there hadn't been a lot of books to read. None, if she were to be honest. They were a strange concept, and her interest had been brought up by an NPC holding a book and flipping through the pages. Well, not really holding it up. It was resting on a table where the feline was sitting in a chair, seeming to be absently turning through the pages. The little dragon had clambered up onto the table to watch the other flick through the pages. Sanzu was told of the wonders of a book, and what 'reading' was in extent. Odd concept, reading. She'd never even thought of such a thing before. Never considered it. They were scribbles in her mind. Not once had she thought the strange black line served any form of meaning. She leaped down from the table, and she decided that she was going to change such a thing. First she had to go and find a book. How could one read without having something present to be read?

Finding things wasn't too hard, in Sanzu's opinion. The capability of intangibility had become useful for getting around places. She could just walk right through doorways and go wherever she pleased. The concept of breaking and entering and people not wanting her scrambling around their house, well, it was equally as foreign to her as reading was. Youth didn't understand such broad and sophisticated concepts. Thankfully she found a book with no complications, and went bounding off to find a nice, sunny spot to rest and read. She sat upright and sprawled her wings, letting the energy of the sun warm her pelt and provide her with the energy. Sanzu knew she would be needing such- reading had to be such a daunting task, with lots of energy needed. The youth wasn't sure what to expect, nor did she know in any extent as to what she was supposed to do. Her claws grabbed the front and back of the book, and she tugged it open after a moment of struggle.

"This isn' workin'," she noted after a good couple minutes of sitting and staring at the pages. Her talons toyed with the edge of the paper, wanting to see if the movement would allow the scribbles to make sense. Alas, it did her no good, and left her to pout. Her tail curled closer to her body, and her big ears drooped down. "C'mon book, plyease," Sanzu whined, a sharp shake of her head following. She lowered her head, deflating in defeat, another absent nudge being given the book before her. In truth, it wasn't even a book meant to be read. It was the dictionary- and another comedic note was that it was upside down as well. Her tongue flickered from her maw, looking over the random pages that she had opened in the book. It was the a page of words that began with 't'. Sadly, it wasn't a version that had pictures or images included, and the young dragon laid there with confusion resting deeply upon her face.

TAGS 8/13/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Sanzu
✧ physically weak, mentally weak
✧ cis female | she/her
✧ Elysium

APPEARANCE.
✧ dragon (ref. ) | health: 100%
— a small, 4 month old, foot and a half tall dragon. She is essentially monochromed in shades of greens. Yellow horns curl back from this hatchling's head and slope upwards. Her snout ends in something akin to a beak, allowing for her to crack into shelled fruits and vegetables. A singular spike sticks out from between her snout and the end of her mouth. Large ears allow for this tiny dragon to hear with ease. The ends of her ears have deeper green tufts on them. Her deep green wings are small, and will take time to grow in. Her grey eyes are broken by the red coloration of her iris. Her sharp teeth part to reveal a glowing green tongue. Her talons in the front are sharp as needles, while her hind feet have more thicker claws. Her tail is long and prehensile and allows for her whole body to be suspended by such alone. A line of scales go alongside each sides of her throat. A row of scales descends from the back of her head to the end of her tail, which ends with a tuft of bright yellow fur. Her chest has a row of bent spikes that descend down to her stomach, where they then turn to tiny nubs.

PERSONALITY.
✧ friendly, easy going, cuddly, sweet, curious, hyper
✧ baking obsessed, childish, easily excited, oblivious
✧ young, unable to focus for long periods of time, selfish, hoarder

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ tasmusaki x olipsa | npc x npc [first gen]
✧ munazi
✧ demiromantic asexual | not looking

INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically weak | mentally weak | glowing tongue / intangibility (undiscovered) | talons and teeth are preferred combat methods
✧ hard provoke | will not kill
✧ never engaged in combat before
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions in #a4a52a | attack in bolded #09c34e | mention [member=7001]Sanzu[/member] when attacking

MISC.
✧ created circa 2016, recreated 8/2/19

[Tena M.]

[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: constantia; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 0.6px;"]Tena Moonspinner —
"Hey Sanzu," the sand cat called, blinking as she spotted the little dragon in the sun.  A book?  That's a big book, for a child.  Or for herself.  Honestly speaking the Magna may be lacking in... The more sophisticated subjects.  Her family taught her some letters, and she understood basic sentences most of the time... Well.  Reading never stood as a matter of importance back home.

Her family's stories, her people's languages... They passed this down orally.  So Depur never possessed it.  Her brows creased as she narrowed her eyes, studying the massive tome.  "If you wanna learn to read, this isn't a good start," she offered gently.  "Hold on just a sec."

Quickly, the Demdji bounded towards a small, empty house.  She found the place during her explorations of the town.  The building seemed vacant of any residents but housed a full bookshelf if she remembered correctly.  A-hah. With an air of confidence, the Magna grabbed a short picture-filled book from the shelf and trotted back to the young dragon.

"Try this one instead," she offered, placing the book on the table.  With a brightly illustrated cover, the title read The Ugly Duckling.  "Pictures help."
[align=right]— I tell you this story, save your life, set you free

[larkspurkit !]

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larkspurkit !
elysium !
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[div style="width: 310px; font-family: verdana; color: #c48d85; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"]keep your head up !

funny how sanzu was was learning to read where lark was learning to speak. picture books were much more helpful, but along with that came the repitition. something his birth mother lacked as she was always absent until nighttime, when it was time to sleep after eating.

"oh, larkspurkit. larky, larky." the memories would soon fade, and his mother's presence would mean nothing more to him than abandonment, but until then he could recall some moments with her before stark. most of them were pleasant, as he conveniently forgot the hungry ones. the nights spent alone under that dumpster just waiting for her to come back.

the kitten hopped up onto the chair with sanzu, then climbed up onto the table. "YUM!" he shouted, stomping the picture-less book underneath his paws and gnawing on the spine. oh... wait no. this tasted horrible. why did no one stop him? "YUM!" he repeated again, this time shaking his head.

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