04-06-2020, 11:16 PM
Blits found the beach exciting. Back where he came from there hadn't been a beach. It had been a methane sea kept at bay by a dome, one tarnished from warfare. The dirt and ground was burned, radiated, likely to never truly recover without lots of aid. He, the magic extraordinaire, of course helped in his own simplistic ways. He hadn't seen a beach before, not even the few ventures that he had made away from his home before. Those visits had been to cities, cities that he absolutely detested. In his mind, he was better off staying home. The sand was certainly confusing to him just as much as cities were, and so were the waves. Blits still believed the sand to be dirt, evident by how a couple times now he had tried to sweep it all up to no avail. In addition to all these oddities, Blits noticed that there was now a fire on the beach, evident by the smoke.
Talons carried the sinornithosaurus over in a curious manner, his orange gaze falling upon the others that had gathered. Bonfires, he'd never participated in one before. Less than pleased grumbles parted from him as he trotted across the sand to get closer to the flames. "Why are there... fires? Why are there fires?" The green colored beast sounded more confused than surprised, moving his head absurdly close to the flames in the manner that those that had no idea what fire was would do. Eventually the heat got to him, and Blits reared his horned head away. "It's not really that cold out," Blits then commented, a vague gesture of a feathered wing occurring as if it would help him elaborate on the springtime weather. All the more things that confused him, the alternating weather. None of this had ever been in the dictionary.
Talons carried the sinornithosaurus over in a curious manner, his orange gaze falling upon the others that had gathered. Bonfires, he'd never participated in one before. Less than pleased grumbles parted from him as he trotted across the sand to get closer to the flames. "Why are there... fires? Why are there fires?" The green colored beast sounded more confused than surprised, moving his head absurdly close to the flames in the manner that those that had no idea what fire was would do. Eventually the heat got to him, and Blits reared his horned head away. "It's not really that cold out," Blits then commented, a vague gesture of a feathered wing occurring as if it would help him elaborate on the springtime weather. All the more things that confused him, the alternating weather. None of this had ever been in the dictionary.
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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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