A small dragon was running around playing with a small coin he found on the floor. " Oh my, It's so pretty!" he flopped down biting at the small coin.
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[i][/i] A small dragon was running around playing with a small coin he found on the floor. " Oh my, It's so pretty!" he flopped down biting at the small coin.
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@Iira
Juniper turned slowly to face her, giving her an icy glare. “Excuse me? I have your treasure?” She dumped the contents (well, the first section) of the basket on the ground- writhing, lethally venomous snakes fell out next to dozens of highly poisonous plants.
“This is your treasure, hm? Because I myself have been collecting these snakes and herbs. They kill dragons and don’t have an antidote, so I’ve been attempting to re-engineer their poison and figure out an antivenom. You can touch this one if you like,”she offered, holding out a rainbow-patterned snake. It didn’t hiss, but the colours on its scales shifted every few seconds.
“Try it. It doesn’t bite too easily, dear. But once bitten… well, Sigurros hasn’t lost her arm yet, so I’ll categorise this as a mild venom.” The botanist tilted her head ever so slightly, extending her arm slightly. Though she was slightly intimidated, she refused to show it, instead offering the Mirror a small smile.
The second section of her basket was cleverly concealed, and carefully trapped like Light Yagami’s notebook shelf- force it open, it explodes. She had burned herself multiple times trying to rig it, but it had all been worth it. The key was hidden somewhere on her, the cold metal biting and uncomfortable. Not to mention blessed iron could burn.
Determination. Deception. Dexterity. And the ability to know when to run for her life. All of these were essential in a thief… and she had most of these. Slowly backing towards the exit, she began shovelling her herbs and hissing snakes back into her basket, leaving the rainbow snake curling around her arm. Hopefully, nobody would notice that she was near the door.
Eyeing the drop down, her small smile flickered. If she didn’t time this right, she’d rip one of her wings to shreds, maybe even die. But hey, that was a risk she could take. Asteria had once told her that only risk-takers ever truly lived.
Her heart ached slightly at the thought, and she steeled herself, looking back up at Arcki. “Well? Do you want to touch Pinkie over here? She won’t bite unless provoked, I’m sure.”
(YO WE GOT A NEW LEVEL 25)
Juniper turned slowly to face her, giving her an icy glare. “Excuse me? I have your treasure?” She dumped the contents (well, the first section) of the basket on the ground- writhing, lethally venomous snakes fell out next to dozens of highly poisonous plants.
“This is your treasure, hm? Because I myself have been collecting these snakes and herbs. They kill dragons and don’t have an antidote, so I’ve been attempting to re-engineer their poison and figure out an antivenom. You can touch this one if you like,”she offered, holding out a rainbow-patterned snake. It didn’t hiss, but the colours on its scales shifted every few seconds.
“Try it. It doesn’t bite too easily, dear. But once bitten… well, Sigurros hasn’t lost her arm yet, so I’ll categorise this as a mild venom.” The botanist tilted her head ever so slightly, extending her arm slightly. Though she was slightly intimidated, she refused to show it, instead offering the Mirror a small smile.
The second section of her basket was cleverly concealed, and carefully trapped like Light Yagami’s notebook shelf- force it open, it explodes. She had burned herself multiple times trying to rig it, but it had all been worth it. The key was hidden somewhere on her, the cold metal biting and uncomfortable. Not to mention blessed iron could burn.
Determination. Deception. Dexterity. And the ability to know when to run for her life. All of these were essential in a thief… and she had most of these. Slowly backing towards the exit, she began shovelling her herbs and hissing snakes back into her basket, leaving the rainbow snake curling around her arm. Hopefully, nobody would notice that she was near the door.
Eyeing the drop down, her small smile flickered. If she didn’t time this right, she’d rip one of her wings to shreds, maybe even die. But hey, that was a risk she could take. Asteria had once told her that only risk-takers ever truly lived.
Her heart ached slightly at the thought, and she steeled herself, looking back up at Arcki. “Well? Do you want to touch Pinkie over here? She won’t bite unless provoked, I’m sure.”
(YO WE GOT A NEW LEVEL 25)
@Iira
Juniper turned slowly to face her, giving her an icy glare. “Excuse me? I have your treasure?” She dumped the contents (well, the first section) of the basket on the ground- writhing, lethally venomous snakes fell out next to dozens of highly poisonous plants.
“This is your treasure, hm? Because I myself have been collecting these snakes and herbs. They kill dragons and don’t have an antidote, so I’ve been attempting to re-engineer their poison and figure out an antivenom. You can touch this one if you like,”she offered, holding out a rainbow-patterned snake. It didn’t hiss, but the colours on its scales shifted every few seconds.
“Try it. It doesn’t bite too easily, dear. But once bitten… well, Sigurros hasn’t lost her arm yet, so I’ll categorise this as a mild venom.” The botanist tilted her head ever so slightly, extending her arm slightly. Though she was slightly intimidated, she refused to show it, instead offering the Mirror a small smile.
The second section of her basket was cleverly concealed, and carefully trapped like Light Yagami’s notebook shelf- force it open, it explodes. She had burned herself multiple times trying to rig it, but it had all been worth it. The key was hidden somewhere on her, the cold metal biting and uncomfortable. Not to mention blessed iron could burn.
Determination. Deception. Dexterity. And the ability to know when to run for her life. All of these were essential in a thief… and she had most of these. Slowly backing towards the exit, she began shovelling her herbs and hissing snakes back into her basket, leaving the rainbow snake curling around her arm. Hopefully, nobody would notice that she was near the door.
Eyeing the drop down, her small smile flickered. If she didn’t time this right, she’d rip one of her wings to shreds, maybe even die. But hey, that was a risk she could take. Asteria had once told her that only risk-takers ever truly lived.
Her heart ached slightly at the thought, and she steeled herself, looking back up at Arcki. “Well? Do you want to touch Pinkie over here? She won’t bite unless provoked, I’m sure.”
(YO WE GOT A NEW LEVEL 25)
Juniper turned slowly to face her, giving her an icy glare. “Excuse me? I have your treasure?” She dumped the contents (well, the first section) of the basket on the ground- writhing, lethally venomous snakes fell out next to dozens of highly poisonous plants.
“This is your treasure, hm? Because I myself have been collecting these snakes and herbs. They kill dragons and don’t have an antidote, so I’ve been attempting to re-engineer their poison and figure out an antivenom. You can touch this one if you like,”she offered, holding out a rainbow-patterned snake. It didn’t hiss, but the colours on its scales shifted every few seconds.
“Try it. It doesn’t bite too easily, dear. But once bitten… well, Sigurros hasn’t lost her arm yet, so I’ll categorise this as a mild venom.” The botanist tilted her head ever so slightly, extending her arm slightly. Though she was slightly intimidated, she refused to show it, instead offering the Mirror a small smile.
The second section of her basket was cleverly concealed, and carefully trapped like Light Yagami’s notebook shelf- force it open, it explodes. She had burned herself multiple times trying to rig it, but it had all been worth it. The key was hidden somewhere on her, the cold metal biting and uncomfortable. Not to mention blessed iron could burn.
Determination. Deception. Dexterity. And the ability to know when to run for her life. All of these were essential in a thief… and she had most of these. Slowly backing towards the exit, she began shovelling her herbs and hissing snakes back into her basket, leaving the rainbow snake curling around her arm. Hopefully, nobody would notice that she was near the door.
Eyeing the drop down, her small smile flickered. If she didn’t time this right, she’d rip one of her wings to shreds, maybe even die. But hey, that was a risk she could take. Asteria had once told her that only risk-takers ever truly lived.
Her heart ached slightly at the thought, and she steeled herself, looking back up at Arcki. “Well? Do you want to touch Pinkie over here? She won’t bite unless provoked, I’m sure.”
(YO WE GOT A NEW LEVEL 25)
 
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Windy was not focusing on the dragons, or any of them. She was only focusing on the small dragon running on the floor. "How adorable!" she thought. She couldn't hear any of the other dragons talking or see the snakes and plants. This wasn't a good thing, for Windy could be getting attacked and not know it. The only things she could think about was Iia and the small dragon playing with the bright coin. "Iia." she thought. She looked at Iia to make sure he was safe and okay. She then noticed the weird, unfamiliar dragon. "Huh?" she said aloud. "Iia.. what is happening, do you know?"
@Iira
@SilencedRose
@Jupiterstorm
So sorry for not replying for few days!
@Iira
@SilencedRose
@Jupiterstorm
So sorry for not replying for few days!
Windy was not focusing on the dragons, or any of them. She was only focusing on the small dragon running on the floor. "How adorable!" she thought. She couldn't hear any of the other dragons talking or see the snakes and plants. This wasn't a good thing, for Windy could be getting attacked and not know it. The only things she could think about was Iia and the small dragon playing with the bright coin. "Iia." she thought. She looked at Iia to make sure he was safe and okay. She then noticed the weird, unfamiliar dragon. "Huh?" she said aloud. "Iia.. what is happening, do you know?"
@Iira
@SilencedRose
@Jupiterstorm
So sorry for not replying for few days!
@Iira
@SilencedRose
@Jupiterstorm
So sorry for not replying for few days!
(Don’t worry about it!)
(Anyone want me to train their dragons for about an hour or so? Got 2 level 25’s and I feel like helping out)
Juniper heard Windy’s words, her smile disappearing entirely. She edged another few steps closer to the exit, aware that the den was set in a cave in the high mountains. She eyed the drop.
Would anyone notice if she fell now? Well, probably. Now a step away from falling, she began to calculate the exact angle, altitude, and the position she should be in while falling to maximise her chances of survival.
Possibilities ran through her head. She’d been so tired just minutes ago, and now she was already searching for ways to escape this den. Funny. A wry laugh escaped her. A lost prince. A Fae who probably already hated her. A Mirror, very angry at her for robbing her treasure.
And little old her.
@WindNote @Juniperstorm @Iira
(Anyone want me to train their dragons for about an hour or so? Got 2 level 25’s and I feel like helping out)
Juniper heard Windy’s words, her smile disappearing entirely. She edged another few steps closer to the exit, aware that the den was set in a cave in the high mountains. She eyed the drop.
Would anyone notice if she fell now? Well, probably. Now a step away from falling, she began to calculate the exact angle, altitude, and the position she should be in while falling to maximise her chances of survival.
Possibilities ran through her head. She’d been so tired just minutes ago, and now she was already searching for ways to escape this den. Funny. A wry laugh escaped her. A lost prince. A Fae who probably already hated her. A Mirror, very angry at her for robbing her treasure.
And little old her.
@WindNote @Juniperstorm @Iira
(Don’t worry about it!)
(Anyone want me to train their dragons for about an hour or so? Got 2 level 25’s and I feel like helping out)
Juniper heard Windy’s words, her smile disappearing entirely. She edged another few steps closer to the exit, aware that the den was set in a cave in the high mountains. She eyed the drop.
Would anyone notice if she fell now? Well, probably. Now a step away from falling, she began to calculate the exact angle, altitude, and the position she should be in while falling to maximise her chances of survival.
Possibilities ran through her head. She’d been so tired just minutes ago, and now she was already searching for ways to escape this den. Funny. A wry laugh escaped her. A lost prince. A Fae who probably already hated her. A Mirror, very angry at her for robbing her treasure.
And little old her.
@WindNote @Juniperstorm @Iira
(Anyone want me to train their dragons for about an hour or so? Got 2 level 25’s and I feel like helping out)
Juniper heard Windy’s words, her smile disappearing entirely. She edged another few steps closer to the exit, aware that the den was set in a cave in the high mountains. She eyed the drop.
Would anyone notice if she fell now? Well, probably. Now a step away from falling, she began to calculate the exact angle, altitude, and the position she should be in while falling to maximise her chances of survival.
Possibilities ran through her head. She’d been so tired just minutes ago, and now she was already searching for ways to escape this den. Funny. A wry laugh escaped her. A lost prince. A Fae who probably already hated her. A Mirror, very angry at her for robbing her treasure.
And little old her.
@WindNote @Juniperstorm @Iira
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