08.Nov.12, 01:22 PM
Pistoth had been waiting, watching for when the gold would rise. He had no issues chasing Krypth, despite the fact that blues didn't fly queens, despite the fact that his rider didn't think it wasn't their place. But he wasn't an ordinary blue, he was Pistoth! And he could succeed in whatever he wanted to do!
Even if that was catching a queen. Krypth deserved no less than that. If it were up to him, all of the blues would be chasing, and the browns as well, to give her a multitude of choices that didn't include bronzes. Perhaps for her next flight.
He shot into the air after her, his pale hide glimmering. If he was going to catch her, he was going to have to do the very best he could.
Even if that was catching a queen. Krypth deserved no less than that. If it were up to him, all of the blues would be chasing, and the browns as well, to give her a multitude of choices that didn't include bronzes. Perhaps for her next flight.
He shot into the air after her, his pale hide glimmering. If he was going to catch her, he was going to have to do the very best he could.
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