03-20-2020, 04:10 PM
decisions to decisions are made and not bought
To have it put simply, Astiar didn't know the buildings had names. Names for people was already a hard enough task for the dragon to comprehend. It was difficult for his instinct based mind that certainly did not want to have to extend strength past the usual 'eat sleep repeat'. He had a name, one that was randomly given to him by a few NPC's. It wasn't a bad name by any means, not that Astiar truly cared about having a name or what its implications were. It wasn't important. What was important were tasks given to him and locations to go to. When it was repeated, the dragon's countenance and his red eyes did not so much as flicker with the barest spark of recognition.
Astiar had begun to follow Gael, understanding a simple instruction. Following was a task he could do, his six legs slowly moving. He was a slow moving creature, a beast that lumbered and a simple mind certainly did not help the process of moving other than flight. Blue antennae curled and bobbed as his body began to move forward. More screaming broke into his mind, his body falling rigid again. It was all he could do with his mental processes, the thoughts scrambling from the intrusion of a fragile mindset, to keep his teeth from crushing the egg. Especially when he felt sharp pain in his leg. Needle like teeth had dug in, and a gargled whimpering noise came from him. Despite the difference in size the pain was akin to getting a bee sting. Several. All in the same spot. Astiar was relieved when Nikolai came and pulled her off. The cicada mistook it for aid, that the other was helping simply to be helpful. The dragon is unable to create any noise of gratitude due to his mind being frazzled and an egg carefully secured in his mouth. He buzzed his wings instead, talons then pulling his body along after Gael.
Astiar had begun to follow Gael, understanding a simple instruction. Following was a task he could do, his six legs slowly moving. He was a slow moving creature, a beast that lumbered and a simple mind certainly did not help the process of moving other than flight. Blue antennae curled and bobbed as his body began to move forward. More screaming broke into his mind, his body falling rigid again. It was all he could do with his mental processes, the thoughts scrambling from the intrusion of a fragile mindset, to keep his teeth from crushing the egg. Especially when he felt sharp pain in his leg. Needle like teeth had dug in, and a gargled whimpering noise came from him. Despite the difference in size the pain was akin to getting a bee sting. Several. All in the same spot. Astiar was relieved when Nikolai came and pulled her off. The cicada mistook it for aid, that the other was helping simply to be helpful. The dragon is unable to create any noise of gratitude due to his mind being frazzled and an egg carefully secured in his mouth. He buzzed his wings instead, talons then pulling his body along after Gael.
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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