18.Jul.12, 04:08 PM
Pisoth was flying well, dancing between the bigger dragons as he chased after Krypth. She was worthy to be chased, to fly with, and he trilled playful at her when she crooned at him. Most of the other dragons were taking this so seriously, with hardly any joy in thier flight. She was just a prize to them, but not to him.
Not ever. She deserved more than that.
Echlerov grinned as they entered the barracks, having heard some of the doors slam shut. He had to wonder who had gotten caught in here, though he didn't have much sympathy for them. It wasn't like they were confined to the barracks, though now they would be stuck in there for a while. At least until things began to calm down.
Pistoth rolled to avoid a brown's tail, looping up and over to move closer to the gold. She was a shining star, bright against the blue of the sky, and he followed her happily, full of eagerness and excitement. He might not be worthy of such as she, but he was going to do his best, was going to do all that he could to make his golden clutchmate happy.
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Not ever. She deserved more than that.
Echlerov grinned as they entered the barracks, having heard some of the doors slam shut. He had to wonder who had gotten caught in here, though he didn't have much sympathy for them. It wasn't like they were confined to the barracks, though now they would be stuck in there for a while. At least until things began to calm down.
Pistoth rolled to avoid a brown's tail, looping up and over to move closer to the gold. She was a shining star, bright against the blue of the sky, and he followed her happily, full of eagerness and excitement. He might not be worthy of such as she, but he was going to do his best, was going to do all that he could to make his golden clutchmate happy.
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