03-18-2023, 05:53 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 45%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px;"]A booming voice that yelled at the things attacking him. Sky Rats? The child guessed that this was what they must be called. Then, a loud sound he couldn't understand. It made him shiver a bit, but the birds were soon silent. The voice spoke again, but this time to him. Telling him it was safe now and he trusted the voice. Slowly, a tiny head popped out of the small whole he was in. Eyes wide as he craved his tiny neck to look up at the dragon, not that he knew what they were. A look of awe dancing on his face.
"Tank you!" He finally chirped out as his little body wiggles free of his hiding place. He would bounce over to the much, much, much larger male and attempt to rub his little frame on the others massive talons. The little winged kitten let his wings flutter a tiny bit before sitting down abruptly in the shade and safety of the larger male. "They'we mean."
The small beast would tilt his head as he looked back up to the larger male. Wondering who they were. Then again, he had no name to offer ether. His parents never gave him one. Perhaps there was a reason, but he had no clue what it could be.
speaking | telepathy | attacking
"Tank you!" He finally chirped out as his little body wiggles free of his hiding place. He would bounce over to the much, much, much larger male and attempt to rub his little frame on the others massive talons. The little winged kitten let his wings flutter a tiny bit before sitting down abruptly in the shade and safety of the larger male. "They'we mean."
The small beast would tilt his head as he looked back up to the larger male. Wondering who they were. Then again, he had no name to offer ether. His parents never gave him one. Perhaps there was a reason, but he had no clue what it could be.
speaking | telepathy | attacking
MY TOUCH IS BLACK, AND POISONOUS
( xendecos — kurilian bobtail — god of chaos — two months — crewmate of the typhoon )