09-05-2019, 10:18 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;"]If there was an abrupt drop, one could be assured Sanzu had investigated it. The little dragon's talons often scrabbled at chairs, cliffs, and buildings in an attempt to find suitable perches to leap from. Her young mind said if she found a certain height and jumped, and threw her wings open, she would be flying. It was her deepest desire. Other than baking cookies. The sweet treats and hanging with her newfound family often covered her desire for flight. It was always there, of course. Just buried under whatever was currently happening.
Currently was another one of those strange trots around, looking for some outcropping to leap off of. It was of course a bee-line when Sanzu noticed Nine at one of those aforementioned abrupt drops. Her talons scrabbled against the ground, her pace swift to bring her over to the feline. Yes, she wound up tripping over her own claws in her hurry, but it was fine. The little dragon eventually bumbled on over. Her ears pricked and raised as she heard the other sigh, and after a moment of consideration passed, Sanzu squirmed her way over closer and tried mimicking the other's position of the head rested against the ground. There was a noise of unhappiness as well, bringing a small frown to the dragon's face.
"You 'kay?" Sanzu asked, one of her ears raising and the other one lowering to convey her internal confusion. To such a young mind, the troubles of adults was far and distant. They truly didn't matter, as Sanzu truly didn't know they existed. The truth, it was a straightforward thing in her mind. It never came to mind about the troubles of other's, as usually she was too enthralled in her searches and interactions to fully grasp those struggles. "You lookah..tyired." She noted after her red eyes remained staring and trying to read the other's expression.
Her own lanky tail tried to mimic the lash of the other's- Sanzu always could be seen mimicking the movements of her clanmates. Nine she looked up to a lot, having seen her around more than some of her other clanmates. It was a lot more comfortable for Sanzu to assume that if Nine did something such as move a limb, then it was safe for her to follow in suit. "Whuzzit?" That was her usual question word: no matter if it was 'who' or the 'what' that it sounded the most like. Her head remained resting against the stone, and she tried to twist her head to look more at Nine. She wound up sprawling on her side, but her red eyes still glinted with the faintest hint of childish concern.
Currently was another one of those strange trots around, looking for some outcropping to leap off of. It was of course a bee-line when Sanzu noticed Nine at one of those aforementioned abrupt drops. Her talons scrabbled against the ground, her pace swift to bring her over to the feline. Yes, she wound up tripping over her own claws in her hurry, but it was fine. The little dragon eventually bumbled on over. Her ears pricked and raised as she heard the other sigh, and after a moment of consideration passed, Sanzu squirmed her way over closer and tried mimicking the other's position of the head rested against the ground. There was a noise of unhappiness as well, bringing a small frown to the dragon's face.
"You 'kay?" Sanzu asked, one of her ears raising and the other one lowering to convey her internal confusion. To such a young mind, the troubles of adults was far and distant. They truly didn't matter, as Sanzu truly didn't know they existed. The truth, it was a straightforward thing in her mind. It never came to mind about the troubles of other's, as usually she was too enthralled in her searches and interactions to fully grasp those struggles. "You lookah..tyired." She noted after her red eyes remained staring and trying to read the other's expression.
Her own lanky tail tried to mimic the lash of the other's- Sanzu always could be seen mimicking the movements of her clanmates. Nine she looked up to a lot, having seen her around more than some of her other clanmates. It was a lot more comfortable for Sanzu to assume that if Nine did something such as move a limb, then it was safe for her to follow in suit. "Whuzzit?" That was her usual question word: no matter if it was 'who' or the 'what' that it sounded the most like. Her head remained resting against the stone, and she tried to twist her head to look more at Nine. She wound up sprawling on her side, but her red eyes still glinted with the faintest hint of childish concern.
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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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