08-30-2019, 09:30 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 13px; border-bottom: 5px #5AF1D0 solid; padding-bottom: 5px; color: black;"]Instinct brought her here. The little dragon was resting against the bank of the river. Her belly and body was pressed against the stone, eyes staring at the running water before her. The hunger refused to leave. It didn't matter how long she bathed in the sun, the dragon's hunger didn't lessen.
Photosynthesis made up most of her diet. The sun bestowed her scales with energy, and the scales made glucose in return. It provided her with energy, but it didn't sate everything. An empty belly had woken her that morning, and had deeply confused her. Why she was so hungry made little sense to her. She had sunbathed for a good few hours the day prior. She shouldn't be this hungry!
Sanzu had set off in the chill morning air in search of something to munch on. Something more filling than cookies. A small and young predator on the prowl, searching for food. Instinct lead her to the river, the one she was crouched down at. It was questionable how long she had been sitting in one spot. Her tail was curled behind her, and one paw was raised as she awaited for a fish to swim past. Did she know if any fish even lived here? No. Not really. She was too hungry for her mind to raise the idea of hunting for something else.
A paw was slammed into the water when Sanzu thought she saw movement. She grumbled as the small fish sped off through the water, leaving the dragon empty handed. Frowning, Sanzu sat upright as her webbed wings moved to accommodate for the motion. "Marp, come on," she whined, her ears dropping. How hard could fishing be?! Why was this so hard? She pouted, her body going a little limp. The river wasn't all that deep, and so Sanzu decided that she would wade out so that she could catch the fish.
Soon she was sprinting about. Water was being thrown up in bounds as the dragon chased after whatever she thought she saw in the river. Her bouts of energy went spent with no gain, and eventually she left the water when it grew far too cold for her to stand for a moment longer. Again she pouted, trotting out from the river. She was soaking wet, and gave herself a shake. Her tongue hung from her mouth, and a whimper parted her jaws as another grumble of her stomach sounded. With a sigh, she settled on the bank again, staring at the water to try the stealthier approach once more.
Photosynthesis made up most of her diet. The sun bestowed her scales with energy, and the scales made glucose in return. It provided her with energy, but it didn't sate everything. An empty belly had woken her that morning, and had deeply confused her. Why she was so hungry made little sense to her. She had sunbathed for a good few hours the day prior. She shouldn't be this hungry!
Sanzu had set off in the chill morning air in search of something to munch on. Something more filling than cookies. A small and young predator on the prowl, searching for food. Instinct lead her to the river, the one she was crouched down at. It was questionable how long she had been sitting in one spot. Her tail was curled behind her, and one paw was raised as she awaited for a fish to swim past. Did she know if any fish even lived here? No. Not really. She was too hungry for her mind to raise the idea of hunting for something else.
A paw was slammed into the water when Sanzu thought she saw movement. She grumbled as the small fish sped off through the water, leaving the dragon empty handed. Frowning, Sanzu sat upright as her webbed wings moved to accommodate for the motion. "Marp, come on," she whined, her ears dropping. How hard could fishing be?! Why was this so hard? She pouted, her body going a little limp. The river wasn't all that deep, and so Sanzu decided that she would wade out so that she could catch the fish.
Soon she was sprinting about. Water was being thrown up in bounds as the dragon chased after whatever she thought she saw in the river. Her bouts of energy went spent with no gain, and eventually she left the water when it grew far too cold for her to stand for a moment longer. Again she pouted, trotting out from the river. She was soaking wet, and gave herself a shake. Her tongue hung from her mouth, and a whimper parted her jaws as another grumble of her stomach sounded. With a sigh, she settled on the bank again, staring at the water to try the stealthier approach once more.
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FULZANIN is a 19 year old content creator. Currently roleplaying as Beezlebub in the Pitt and Jotunhel in the Typhoon. Time spent outside of work and writing is typically done in Creatures of Sonaria. FULZANIN is also in a happy relationship, and is aegosexual/asexual herself.
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