02-22-2020, 01:10 PM
decisions to decisions are made and not bought
The swamp people were here. He could tell it before he'd gotten close. Antennae flicking in the air above his head. He could sense the fury in the air, the dread. The nerves of those that were members of his hives. The swamp hive was here with all their fury and all their flames. Undoubtedly they had strength in numbers - something that Astiar easily grasped. Cicadas thrived on strength in numbers after all, and so it was a concept easily recognized. One that he knew that, for the swamp hive, certainly would not be good for his own. What was the reason for them being here? He didn't know. A lot of things fell into the category for what Astiar did not know, but this certainly was an outlier within that field. Were they here to take more food? They didn't have any. Certainly not the kind that Astiar thought that they were here for. The jungle had been burned. No trees with any nutritional value to their name for certain. A disaster of a territory it was.
Noticing that Kydobi, the hive leader was present, Astiar decided that he would come over. Somewhat. He spotted a familiar and certainly dangerous face and that warranted nervous clicking from his mandibles. He did not want to be burned. He did not want to be hurt. It defied his instincts to want to come closer. A chitter sounded from him. He wasn't going to stick around to see how this confrontation played out. The strength of numbers was not on the hive's side. Large wings buzzed, and he turned and rushed away. The dragon felt bad about not even offering his massive presence to help, but he simply favored not getting burned far, far more.
Noticing that Kydobi, the hive leader was present, Astiar decided that he would come over. Somewhat. He spotted a familiar and certainly dangerous face and that warranted nervous clicking from his mandibles. He did not want to be burned. He did not want to be hurt. It defied his instincts to want to come closer. A chitter sounded from him. He wasn't going to stick around to see how this confrontation played out. The strength of numbers was not on the hive's side. Large wings buzzed, and he turned and rushed away. The dragon felt bad about not even offering his massive presence to help, but he simply favored not getting burned far, far more.
control yourself and take only what you need from it
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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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