01-31-2020, 11:35 AM
Sanzu was late on the whole 'war on the gods'. After all, Sanzu had been asleep for a solid four or so months. What had developed in that time? She didn't know. She wasn't aware of what had happened. To find the camp empty and abandoned had warranted a slow search. Leaping around, wings flapping madly as she scrambled along. Searching for everyone. Where were they? She didn't know. Her large ears flopped despite her attempts to keep them raised to listen while she blundered about. Nope. She couldn't find them.
So the little dragon settled for exploring the territory. Searching still, of course, taking brief breaks to soothe the exhaustion that came from trying to search the entire territory. Where was everyone? She had no answer until she heard the furious noises of combat. They were familiar, yet not so, all at the same time. A young memory, a memory from her earliest days. They were buried beneath the memories of her time in Elysium, but the similarity was still there. She had to climb up so that she could see. Oh, was the only thought that Sanzu could initially muster from where she was somewhat perched up high nearby. A mess. She had to help! The thought blazed through her mind swiftly.
The young dragon waggled her haunches, her webbed wings curling by her sides. She was going to help! There were mean people around, mean people that could not be near her family! Her talons curled tightly against her perch, and there was brief doubt. She hadn't ever flown before. She had never managed it. At most she could shakily glide for a few seconds before collapsing. It counted right now thought. She had to! There were mean people and they had to get away from her friends! Sanzu leaped out of the tree, spreading her wings. As it had been before, it would be now. For a few seconds she managed to glide, before promptly plummeting. Her drop was brought to a halt by landing on the Ferryman talons first. An abrupt squish from the young dragon that had fallen in from above. "Meanie! Meanie!" She hissed, proceeding to bat with her grubby talons just to make sure that the person that she'd squished knew that she was a furious and super scary dragon. Yes, she was small, yes, most of her damage had been dealt by free falling onto the Ferryman, but she had certainly made her attempt to aid the fight after her late arrival.
So the little dragon settled for exploring the territory. Searching still, of course, taking brief breaks to soothe the exhaustion that came from trying to search the entire territory. Where was everyone? She had no answer until she heard the furious noises of combat. They were familiar, yet not so, all at the same time. A young memory, a memory from her earliest days. They were buried beneath the memories of her time in Elysium, but the similarity was still there. She had to climb up so that she could see. Oh, was the only thought that Sanzu could initially muster from where she was somewhat perched up high nearby. A mess. She had to help! The thought blazed through her mind swiftly.
The young dragon waggled her haunches, her webbed wings curling by her sides. She was going to help! There were mean people around, mean people that could not be near her family! Her talons curled tightly against her perch, and there was brief doubt. She hadn't ever flown before. She had never managed it. At most she could shakily glide for a few seconds before collapsing. It counted right now thought. She had to! There were mean people and they had to get away from her friends! Sanzu leaped out of the tree, spreading her wings. As it had been before, it would be now. For a few seconds she managed to glide, before promptly plummeting. Her drop was brought to a halt by landing on the Ferryman talons first. An abrupt squish from the young dragon that had fallen in from above. "Meanie! Meanie!" She hissed, proceeding to bat with her grubby talons just to make sure that the person that she'd squished knew that she was a furious and super scary dragon. Yes, she was small, yes, most of her damage had been dealt by free falling onto the Ferryman, but she had certainly made her attempt to aid the fight after her late arrival.
today the sun is shining my way
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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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