05-17-2021, 02:22 PM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 415px;text-align: justify;font-family: times new roman;font-size: 10pt;line-height: 116%;text-indent: 35px;"]Lutum watched as the various animals in the Coalition happily talked to his daughter, glad that she was home and happy. He of course would have loved to keep her in the Typhoon with him so she could see the rest of her family there and meet everyone, but she had chosen to come back here. The dragon hybrid didn't know why considering he found it rather cold and it made his scales itch, but he was happy she was happy.
It seemed as though others were happy as well, considering their words at delight that she was home, and he would watch as Arvid came over, words others were speaking to those around them forgotten in his focus, eyes watching as the other pushed the plants forward. "They're very pretty." He would comment absentmindedly before Arvid spoke once more, offering the large creature them to sample. "Oh, uh," He would mumble, trying to remember the customs on the land. If someone offered you something to eat you took it to be polite right? "Sure, sure." He would then scoop some of the plants up with his paws, bringing them to his face to eat them, "Ah, thank you... they're uh... tasteful." Smile would be offered to the other as he swallowed the bitter plants down.
He sat there in silence for a while, continuing to listen to the words that those around him spoke, before he eventually felt his eyelids grow heavy. It took a while, but eventually the Typhooner had fallen asleep at the border.
It seemed as though others were happy as well, considering their words at delight that she was home, and he would watch as Arvid came over, words others were speaking to those around them forgotten in his focus, eyes watching as the other pushed the plants forward. "They're very pretty." He would comment absentmindedly before Arvid spoke once more, offering the large creature them to sample. "Oh, uh," He would mumble, trying to remember the customs on the land. If someone offered you something to eat you took it to be polite right? "Sure, sure." He would then scoop some of the plants up with his paws, bringing them to his face to eat them, "Ah, thank you... they're uh... tasteful." Smile would be offered to the other as he swallowed the bitter plants down.
He sat there in silence for a while, continuing to listen to the words that those around him spoke, before he eventually felt his eyelids grow heavy. It took a while, but eventually the Typhooner had fallen asleep at the border.