10-31-2019, 04:34 PM
we'll see the sun come up again, we'll climb higher than we've been
Lightning was noisy. It crackled and screamed through the air. It was a terrible force of nature, and it was one that was deeply feared by all. It made people jump, it lit fires, and it was here. And there was an armada too, marching forward, of three groups that were infuriated and out to stop an evil. What had brought him over had been, initially, his search for food being interrupted. That was all an animal truly was concerned for when their mind barely stretched into consciousness. Food and shelter and space were all Astiar consistently showed to care for. His search for a tree to eat had been disrupted by fire. So he came scampering back to the camp only to see the group that was responsible for the destruction.
Astiar’s wings buzzed noisily. He could not speak. He knew not of the atrocities of those that lived here, and of how these new arrivals sought retribution. The dragon’s mandibles clicked once, twice, a third time. Another loud buzz. He wasn’t sure why there were so many strange faces present. The cicada sat on his rear after trotting a little into the open. Red eyes stared near unblinkingly at the group, and his wings continued their sharp bursts of noise. He was confused, yes, and decided that staying and lingering until it made sense to him was a perfectly reasonable plan. Cicadas could not plan, though, and it contributed to the silliness of him sitting alone while staring down at an angry, fuming armada.
Astiar’s wings buzzed noisily. He could not speak. He knew not of the atrocities of those that lived here, and of how these new arrivals sought retribution. The dragon’s mandibles clicked once, twice, a third time. Another loud buzz. He wasn’t sure why there were so many strange faces present. The cicada sat on his rear after trotting a little into the open. Red eyes stared near unblinkingly at the group, and his wings continued their sharp bursts of noise. He was confused, yes, and decided that staying and lingering until it made sense to him was a perfectly reasonable plan. Cicadas could not plan, though, and it contributed to the silliness of him sitting alone while staring down at an angry, fuming armada.
TAGS 9/4/19:
we've got a fire that burns within, we are the dragon hearted
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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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