01-01-2021, 08:48 PM
The beast slowed to a stop as Michael spoke, his tone welcoming. Similar to her father, when he would welcome her to the nest. While she kept her eyes on the onlookers she stepped toward the shore, claws digging into the sand as she ended up on the true beach. Turning her timid gaze to Michael, she sat down, claws working their way into the sands. "I.. uhm... I do not like to be stared at.. though it is understandable.." For such a powerful creature, her voice was but a gentle whisper loud enough for him to hear.
"My.. My-my name is Zythos.."
"Speech"
"My.. My-my name is Zythos.."
"Speech"
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗