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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Sept 4, 2015 12:13:13 GMT -4
Abyss nodded. Then his belly rumbled. "Mm... I'm hungry," he commented with a swish of his tail.
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 4, 2015 13:37:22 GMT -4
"Then eat the fruit that's around here," the poison called from the tree.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Sept 6, 2015 21:18:46 GMT -4
Abyss heard and went on a hunt for fruit. He collected fruit until he'd eaten his fill, then returned, pleased. Yes, life would indeed be better from then on. He had a proper supply of food, what else did he need?
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 6, 2015 21:44:28 GMT -4
(*poison dragon)
When Abyss returned, the treehouse was cleaned up. There were less vines covering the house and it just looked cleaner general.
Chiaro was still laying in the patch of flowers.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Sept 6, 2015 23:00:40 GMT -4
Abyss gazed around at the neatened up area. "looks nice," he commented to no one in particular. Then he looked over at Chiaro and walked over. "How are you feeling?"
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 6, 2015 23:34:24 GMT -4
Chiaro opened her eyes and looked up at him. "Legless and wingless," she said blandly.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Sept 7, 2015 14:44:04 GMT -4
"I was in a similar position a while ago," Abyss reminded her, flexing his robotic hind legs. "I know how you feel." He didn't like seeing her in such a state.
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 8, 2015 1:03:07 GMT -4
"I was the one who built you those legs, and I remember." She sighed. "Making artificial legs means supplies and materials, I can't move as much as I wanted to before to even gather them. You also still have your wings, I don't."
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Sept 13, 2015 10:29:09 GMT -4
"But I could gather materials," he offered. Her pessimism really dampened his mood. "If you wanted.
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 13, 2015 22:11:40 GMT -4
"It all depends where you look. Finding materials in a forest is harder than being in a cave." She replied.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Sept 23, 2015 18:24:58 GMT -4
"Of course. But I'm an Earth Dragon, I was made for tunnelling and ore-finding and such," he reminded her, flexing the claws on one of his paws.
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 23, 2015 19:41:54 GMT -4
"It's not as easy as you think. There's lava, and cave dragons aren't that friendly." She replied.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Sept 23, 2015 20:12:15 GMT -4
"I can deal with that. If my old group could do it, I can." He shrugged. His parents were always teaching him about life underground before he was separated from them.
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 23, 2015 21:41:37 GMT -4
Chiaro tilted her head, "Depends on how old the cave dragons where when your group encountered them. Heck, some of them look like monsters more than dragons."
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Sept 24, 2015 18:45:08 GMT -4
Abyss shrugged. "I don't know about that," he admitted, "but I did hear they could be pretty scary..."
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Post by Wolfstar on Sept 24, 2015 22:03:04 GMT -4
"There is one thing I remember about them, or when I was taught by one of them." Chiaro started. "They can only see movement. They can hear, eat, kill, but they can only see movement. If you are caught by one, again depending on their age, they will either eat you alive, crush your skull, or rip your head off."
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Nov 3, 2015 17:28:16 GMT -4
Abyss winced, edging backwards. "O-oh..." He looked rather discouraged.
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Post by Wolfstar on Nov 3, 2015 17:50:58 GMT -4
"Again, there is one of them that I know who isn't so bad. If you find him, you're fine for eternity." She yawned, laying her head down.
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Post by Shadow Sharpfang on Nov 3, 2015 18:51:59 GMT -4
He perked up a little. "I see," he answered, watching as she yawned. "Well, I guess I should go now," he decided, turning and starting to walk off. She seemed tired; he didn't want to irritate her longer.
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Post by Wolfstar on Nov 3, 2015 20:51:04 GMT -4
"Talk to Veleno, he knows this forest better than us." She murmured, curling up into a ball and dozing off.
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