new prints | sherbet ; open/joining | old ties

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Jotunhel had not thought too much of the merger when it had occurred. It was surprising to see new faces, and have to recognize that he really needed to get a better grip on how easily the wyvern had found other creatures to be beautiful. That sort of thinking was probably going to get him killed one day, but for now, he settled with his best attempts to keep things nice and simple.

Four eyes squint at the sight of what looked to be a massive pile of ice cream, dripping like it was being baked in the morning sun. It took the wyvern a sad amount of time to realize that this was a creature, not a dumped pile of confectionary treats left on the tracks as if it had been a discarded package. He descended, landing a distance away, before slowly moving over. How... unique. It made the wyvern wonder what other marvels this land had to offer, and how much his poor heart could take of looking at such beautiful people.

"Hello," Jotunhel greeted with a dip of his fuzzy head. "You're close to, or in, the Typhoon's territory. Is there anything I could help you with?" He asked, gently setting his wings in a neatly folded position in front of him. "Im Jotunhel, and you are...?"

jotunhel ._. wyvern ._. tags

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