04-07-2020, 12:28 AM
Blits had heard about crabs a few times. Once had been in one of his beloved's textbooks. Crabs sure did change a lot when one lived a couple billion years in the future. He'd heard of them then, but it had been so one-off that Blits hadn't committed it to memory. Very vaguely did the term exist in Blits' mind. Crabs were... amphibians, right? Since they went between the land and water? He was mighty proud of himself for remembering such a complex word, and he felt pride surge through him. He'd also been told of crabs when he'd been sweeping the beach. It'd been a fruitless task. The sand hadn't been diminished in its amounts at all. It had left Blits quite irritated that the dirty feeling sand simply would not go away no matter how much he swept and tried to fling it away with gusty beats of his wings. Small sand tornadoes getting in his eyes? It was way less pleasant than Blits could have imagined. Trying to dunk his head into the nearby ocean water to get it out? That had been even worse, and it had taken all of Blits' resolve to get back up and keep sweeping with only marginal sniffles.
During one of his sweeps, though - for those were now common for the sinornithosaurus to partake in - he finally met one of those fabled creatures. A crab emerged from the sand, scuttling along. "AH!" Blits screeched, recoiling away. His talons slammed into the ground as he shuffled a few paces back. It was way smaller than him, being a simple crab and all. Orange eyes stared down at the creature, him tightly clenching his broom between his teeth. It was a lot smaller than he'd been expecting. Blits trudged a few paces away to set down his broom where it would be safe from the waves coming up to collect it. He came striding back towards the crab. Sand clogged his feathers from the previous sand tornado, as well as from his sweeping attempts. A rough shake was administered to try and free himself from the uncomfortable sand to little avail. A frown adorned the sinornithosaurus' face. "You are incredibly tiny," the featherbrain clucked. He lowered his head a little, trying to figure out where the thing's eyes were located. However, Blits recoiled his head when the crab came scuttling closer and made a pinching motion with one of its tiny claws.
Sharp squawks sounded from Blits as the massive, bird like creature again recoiled from the tiny crab. "Oh. Really?" He clucks, stomping his feet against the sand. He fluffs up his feathers, rapidly flapping his wings. "I will kick you! I'll have you know I'm part stork!" Blits threw in, slamming a talon down on the sand. A sharpened noise came from him when the crab moved close. Despite the absurd size difference the crab scuttling aimlessly around was more than enough to have Blits hopping around in a fit. "Do not get closer I have a broom! And claws now! For some reason! And a whole lot more teeth!" Technically they were talons, but Blits wasn't exactly going to think over the specifics while he was trying and failing to strike such a small, tiny crab. Nor did Blits know how to use the several more teeth that this form possessed. His foot was still sore from his little incident a few days ago, but to fend off such a malicious crab? He'd power through, flapping his wings madly and then kicking at the crab again. His strike landed short, and a yelp sounded as he recoiled his foot away from greedy pinchers.
During one of his sweeps, though - for those were now common for the sinornithosaurus to partake in - he finally met one of those fabled creatures. A crab emerged from the sand, scuttling along. "AH!" Blits screeched, recoiling away. His talons slammed into the ground as he shuffled a few paces back. It was way smaller than him, being a simple crab and all. Orange eyes stared down at the creature, him tightly clenching his broom between his teeth. It was a lot smaller than he'd been expecting. Blits trudged a few paces away to set down his broom where it would be safe from the waves coming up to collect it. He came striding back towards the crab. Sand clogged his feathers from the previous sand tornado, as well as from his sweeping attempts. A rough shake was administered to try and free himself from the uncomfortable sand to little avail. A frown adorned the sinornithosaurus' face. "You are incredibly tiny," the featherbrain clucked. He lowered his head a little, trying to figure out where the thing's eyes were located. However, Blits recoiled his head when the crab came scuttling closer and made a pinching motion with one of its tiny claws.
Sharp squawks sounded from Blits as the massive, bird like creature again recoiled from the tiny crab. "Oh. Really?" He clucks, stomping his feet against the sand. He fluffs up his feathers, rapidly flapping his wings. "I will kick you! I'll have you know I'm part stork!" Blits threw in, slamming a talon down on the sand. A sharpened noise came from him when the crab moved close. Despite the absurd size difference the crab scuttling aimlessly around was more than enough to have Blits hopping around in a fit. "Do not get closer I have a broom! And claws now! For some reason! And a whole lot more teeth!" Technically they were talons, but Blits wasn't exactly going to think over the specifics while he was trying and failing to strike such a small, tiny crab. Nor did Blits know how to use the several more teeth that this form possessed. His foot was still sore from his little incident a few days ago, but to fend off such a malicious crab? He'd power through, flapping his wings madly and then kicking at the crab again. His strike landed short, and a yelp sounded as he recoiled his foot away from greedy pinchers.
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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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