the mockery plant - reeddogs

[fulzanin]

The wyvern continued sputtering, trying in vain to get the taste of the reed from her mouth. She rubbed furiously with the joint of one of her wings. Yes, being aware of now having a far longer than usual tongue was absolutely annoying. The disgust destroyed that mentality. There was only one thing plaguing her mind at the time, and that was how absolutely nasty the reed had been. Her head turned to look at the crab that had been offered. She didn’t really like crab. The taste was too salty for her - which was an ironic statement of it’s own right. But it would wash out the taste of the reed, surely. Hastily when prompted the purple wyvern chomped down, ignoring whatever remained of the shell or other particulates, determined to get the foul taste or plant matter out.

Huffing, she glared down at the reeds that she had collected. A talon raised to smash the plants in her fury, red eyes gleaming with a hatred just as equal. “I’m not sick. The only sick thing here is, is, gah,“ Aslisk gagged, swinging her head rapidly. Her tongue recoiled, trying to spit up what little remained of the reed she had munched upon in her teeth. Her tail was coiled and raised behind her, awkwardly stiff as it hung there. Aslisk was carnivorous. Eating plant matter likely would have made her sick, if she had been able to keep it down. Before her arrival here she had been carnivorous, and it remained true in this wyvern form. Sharp teeth were for fighting and for tearing chunks of flesh. Certainly not for mushing up the reeds that she had mistaken for another food group.

Aslisk glared at Redvox. It was a tired glare, a not worth my time glare, an exasperated glare, but it did show some of that feisty spirit that the wyvern expelled whenever she was mildly inconvenienced. “I’m fine.” Aslisk repeated the same words she had used when her face had been burnt. She refused to admit how, moments ago - and still currently - she had locked up due to tasting a foul plant. Her wings were stiffened up, as if waiting to recoil once again should the foul taste return. “Even though I don’t have to justify myself, I, eugh, thought they were those corn dog things. I heard they grew on plants. Utterly despicable food.” She shortly hissed after the words of hostility curler from her maw. Her glare turned to the remaining reeds, then to the ones she had crushed underfoot. She bared her teeth at the sad plants as if they would understand her silent threat.

ive always had to get my hands dirty, a patrol to make sure no one hurts me

TAGS 10/3/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Aslisk | asli, alisk
✧ physically easy, mentally medium | March 7
✧ cisgender | she/her
✧ the pitt | n/a | n/a

APPEARANCE.
✧ wyvern (ref.) | health: 100% | piyan_baby rock demon wyvern
— a short purple wyvern with a plethora of spikes covering her lanky tail. Her horns are a light pink and spikes a deep green, and her eyes are a blazing red. The wyvern’s wings are grey. She possesses blue feet which sharply turn into the purple of the rest of her body. A long, vibrant and yellow tongue allows for her to fish. Her tail ends in a two-parted segment, acting as a pseudo hand. Her upper teeth are longer and sharper, where her lower teeth are shorter and sturdier.
— blood is yellow and glows
— accesories
— a long, diagonal scar across her face. somehow it does not impair her vision.

PERSONALITY.
✧ determined, outgoing, strong willed
✧ self-preserving, sly, devious
✧ temperamental, hissy, irritable

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ asulkio x unla | crafted from an infertile egg
✧ nul
✧ demiromantic bisexual | taken/not looking | asligo

INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically easy | mentally medium | teleportation, invisibility, intangibility
✧ will start/end fights, easy provoke | will kill
✧ trained to kill swiftly, not to fight
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #9c6dc7 | mention [member=8864]Aslisk[/member] when attacking

MISC.
✧ Aslisk comes from a self made original concept, redrafted here for the purpose of character development!