09-05-2019, 09:25 AM
[glow=#000,1,400]WE'LL SEE THE SUN COME UP AGAIN, WE'LL CLIMB HIGHER THAN WE'VE EVER BEEN[/glow]
Astiar initially did not notice the three that had approached him eating the tree. His talons lifted to scrape away bark so that his sharp teeth and mandibles could more easily sink into the teeth of the tree. Having such appendages made eating the pulp of the tree far easier than it would have been at his previous size. At that size he wouldn't be having to eat the entire tree. One of his legs had the massive plant pinned down, instinct telling him that such was necessary if the tree moved. Yet the tree was a plant, it wouldn't move, and it was debatable if there was anyone else present that would even consider eating such a strange concept of nourishment.
The buzzing of his wings ceased for only a moment, and that was when the massive bug finally took note of the three that had approached. His orange head lifted from the bark while his blue antennae gave a minute twitch. There was nothing going on behind those red eyes- it was the mere blank stare of the eyes of an insect. The mandibles that extended from his upper jaw gave a few clicks, scraps of the wood's fibers hanging from their jagged, tearing portions. Perhaps there was a little glint of confusion, but with how his red eyes were constructed it was difficult to tell. They were compound eyes, the same as nearly any other insect. He did blink, although it was far less than most other living creatures did. If anything, blinking made his head suddenly jerk back, as if surprised.
His claws unhooked from the tree, face and gaze still trained upon the Pittians that had approached him. His mandibles clicked together a few more times, a little bit faster that it had been prior. His head turned back to the tree that he had been feasting from. For but a moment, the dragon almost experienced a thought. Such a thing was not viewable. No flicker of thought in those red eyes, no altering of his expression. The large form of the dragon turned away, diverting his attention back to the fallen tree.. Sharp talons dug into the bark once again, and a chunk of the tree was broken free after a brief struggle. The massive head of the insect lowered and grabbed onto the broken chunk of wood with his jaws. His wings buzzed as he lifted from the ground, then fluttering closer to the trio that had come to inspect the noise. Astiar dropped the wood before them.
Briefly Astiar had considered the small stature of the three. It was a considerate buzz through his body that had made him decide to try to share the tree that he had been feasting upon. One of his feet nudged the chunk of wood closer to Kydobi- the one present that he was familiar with. Another clatter sounded from his mandibles, as well as a brief surge of chatter. His wings thankfully had quieted when he approached. The buzzing was still there, of course. The wings twitched rapidly behind him as he came to a halt, almost standing fully rigid. The expression Astiar held present on his face almost mimicked that of being curious, and a tilt of his head accompanied another nudge of the wood chunk was given. It was splintered and almost cleaned of any of the tree's rough bark, jagged gashes present from it's removal from the tree. He remained standing, staring at the three. The only movement was his head barely turning to look at the chunk of wood he had presented to them.
The buzzing of his wings ceased for only a moment, and that was when the massive bug finally took note of the three that had approached. His orange head lifted from the bark while his blue antennae gave a minute twitch. There was nothing going on behind those red eyes- it was the mere blank stare of the eyes of an insect. The mandibles that extended from his upper jaw gave a few clicks, scraps of the wood's fibers hanging from their jagged, tearing portions. Perhaps there was a little glint of confusion, but with how his red eyes were constructed it was difficult to tell. They were compound eyes, the same as nearly any other insect. He did blink, although it was far less than most other living creatures did. If anything, blinking made his head suddenly jerk back, as if surprised.
His claws unhooked from the tree, face and gaze still trained upon the Pittians that had approached him. His mandibles clicked together a few more times, a little bit faster that it had been prior. His head turned back to the tree that he had been feasting from. For but a moment, the dragon almost experienced a thought. Such a thing was not viewable. No flicker of thought in those red eyes, no altering of his expression. The large form of the dragon turned away, diverting his attention back to the fallen tree.. Sharp talons dug into the bark once again, and a chunk of the tree was broken free after a brief struggle. The massive head of the insect lowered and grabbed onto the broken chunk of wood with his jaws. His wings buzzed as he lifted from the ground, then fluttering closer to the trio that had come to inspect the noise. Astiar dropped the wood before them.
Briefly Astiar had considered the small stature of the three. It was a considerate buzz through his body that had made him decide to try to share the tree that he had been feasting upon. One of his feet nudged the chunk of wood closer to Kydobi- the one present that he was familiar with. Another clatter sounded from his mandibles, as well as a brief surge of chatter. His wings thankfully had quieted when he approached. The buzzing was still there, of course. The wings twitched rapidly behind him as he came to a halt, almost standing fully rigid. The expression Astiar held present on his face almost mimicked that of being curious, and a tilt of his head accompanied another nudge of the wood chunk was given. It was splintered and almost cleaned of any of the tree's rough bark, jagged gashes present from it's removal from the tree. He remained standing, staring at the three. The only movement was his head barely turning to look at the chunk of wood he had presented to them.
TAGS 9/4/19:
[glow=#000,1,400]WE’VE GOT A FIRE THAT BURNS WITHIN, WE ARE THE DRAGONHEARTED [/glow]
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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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