11-07-2020, 11:54 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Ayla soon approached, catching part of the conversation. She stared at the dinosaur's fin that had lit up, curious. Her stripes only glowed when she was photosynthesizing. She had yet to figure out why the stripes on the dinosaur's fins lit up. Was it something she could consciously control? Did it respond to the environment? The ti-tigon had many questions in her head, but decided not to ask. "You've joined our ranks? Welcome," She purred, bowing politely.
ti-tigon — 9 months old — she/her — nephilim — photosynthesis