08-04-2019, 08:32 PM
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Of course Sanzu was a little disgruntled about having to head down the mountain. Her ears dropped and the corners of her mouth deepened. A grumble sounded, but no coherent complaint was issued. Well, about going down the mountain, at least. “M’ feets hurrrt!” Sanzu whined, her wings giving a rapid flap to accompany her words. This would be so much easier if she could fly! She would have been to the top and back by now! She glared at one of the webbed wings that she possessed and stuck her glowing tongue out at such. She just had to get up the mountain, and then flight would surely be hers! The dragon did not comprehend that falling to her demise was as equal a possibility. She was young, a baby. Death and permanent endings were not words in her mind, they weren’t even concepts.
Of course Sanzu was a little disgruntled about having to head down the mountain. Her ears dropped and the corners of her mouth deepened. A grumble sounded, but no coherent complaint was issued. Well, about going down the mountain, at least. “M’ feets hurrrt!” Sanzu whined, her wings giving a rapid flap to accompany her words. This would be so much easier if she could fly! She would have been to the top and back by now! She glared at one of the webbed wings that she possessed and stuck her glowing tongue out at such. She just had to get up the mountain, and then flight would surely be hers! The dragon did not comprehend that falling to her demise was as equal a possibility. She was young, a baby. Death and permanent endings were not words in her mind, they weren’t even concepts.
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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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