splintered lull of ambience - tree eating

we'll see the sun come up again, we'll climb higher than we've been

A loud clattering noise came from the cicada looking dragon. His head lowered to watch the other accept his ever gracious offering. The surge of pity had died as quickly as it had came- the pity for their small size, for how they wouldn't be able to eat the trees if he had struggled with it. His mandibles clicked together as he stared. The six limbs of the dragon moved, letting his body arch. It allowed for his head to rest against the ground, staring with his once again blank expression at the wood chunk. Astiar merely was waiting for the other to eat the chunk of wood.

Red eyes watched the feline pull the chunk closer. The dragon's weight shifted, moving back a little. Soft clicks sounded from Astiar as he continued observing and staring at the one that had taken the chunk of his food. The words the other spoke went over his head, just as all attempts at speech did. There was no twitch of an ear or barest of recognition in his compounded red eyes. His wings gave a fitful buzz, watching, waiting. He was growing a little irritated now- that he had shared his food and all the other was doing was merely staring at it. Astiar's lumbering form raised up. The faint buzzing of his wings grew louder, fiercer, snapping his teeth. He could not convey his irritation with words. Even the illest sentience could feel irritation. The cicada looking dragon was no exception.

Astiar moved closer. A talon stepped forward, bringing himself closer to Kydobi. His mandibles were clicking together more rapidly while his red eyes neared an unblinking state. A long sweep of his tail accompanied the motion, stirring up dirt and the other components of the jungle floor. There was a sharp hissing noise coming from his barely parted maw, one that he deemed content to be his irritated noise at this point in time. Another step dragged him closer, trying to stand towering over the feline. It was strange, to be tall after his time as a nymph. It wasn't as if his memory then had been of grandeur- rather most of his thoughts were turned towards the present. The memory of a dragon was far better than that of a mere bug. It allowed the space and power for deeper thought, those that Astiar deemed foreign and refused to embrace. It was instinct he needed. Even that could be overrun, to where he let irritation of the other not eating from his bestowed gift run rampant.

The dragon reached forward with his talons, jabbing in the direction of the wood chunk that he had provided. The motion was jagged, the body's owner not used to being able to craft such definitive motions. His wings let out a surge of louder buzzing, the hissing continuing throughout the awful noise of his wings. His red eyes squinted and narrowed- if he had a lick of greater sentience, one could almost say the expression he bore was near judgmental. He hissed again. Astiar turned suddenly to return to the tree he was eating. Finished was his attempt at communication, where his instincts had finally reclaimed him and reminded his barren and lackluster thoughts that he needed to eat. The dragon was positioned so that he could still stare with his blank expression, teeth and mandibles again sinking into the flesh of the tree that he had felled.

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GENERAL.
✧ Astiar | Asti, Ast
✧ physically medium, mentally easy | 7/30
✧ male | he/him
✧ the pitt | pittian

APPEARANCE.
✧ dragon (ref.) | health: 100% | cicada
— a nine foot seven inches tall cicada themed dragon. He has four antennae growing on his head from orange growths on his head. Two grow in front of his twisted horns, and two from behind. Dewclaws point backwards from the body-facing side of all six feet. He has mandibles on either side of his mouth that come from his upper jaw. The top of his upper jaw lays a hardened segment of scales, dotted with yellow dots. These extend as deep green freckles onto the face. A long stinger rests at the end of his lanky, segmented tail. His body has the segmented build of an insect, consisting of a deep orange head, brown body and abdomen, and black spine. His underbelly is a pale navy, with splotches of yellow showing the separation of the sections. His wings are tinted blue, but are translucent. The membrane for them is a bright, vibrant orange. Each wing has one claw at it's second bone, pointing down the rest of the wing's length from the body. His front paws have five fingers, while the rest of his limbs have only three toes. His red eyes are near unblinking, and are built like that of an insect. A series of jagged spikes rise from his black back, and run down his head to his neck.
— tongue and blood is yellow
— no current injuries

COMMUNICAION.
✧ Soft Buzzing
— Ambient noise. Pleased. Feels like making noise. Stretching. Curious.
✧ Loud Buzzing
— Angry. Infuriated. Sizing up. Stop. About to strike. Flying.
— IF ALONE: 'Come here'. 'Come closer'. 'Help'. 'Need assistance'. Lonely
✧ Mandible Clicking
— Ambient noise. Hungry. Curious. Nervous.
✧ Hissing
— Angry. Irritated. About to strike. Stop. 'Stay away'. 'I'm uncomfortable'. Testing vocal cords.
✧ Chattering
— Ambient noise. Mimicking speech. Pleasant.
✧ Grumbling
— Irritated. Annoyed. Being pessimistic. Bothered.
✧ Roaring
Angered. Infuriated. Enraged. Sizing up. Stop. About to strike.
✧ Rumbling
— Curious. Intrigued. Friendly. 'Come closer'. Pleased. Happy.

PERSONALITY.
✧ Curious, inquisitive, devoted, loyal, open-minded
✧ neutral sided, easily impressed, impressionable
✧ clueless, over-obedient, takes commands without hesitation


RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ adok x yitz
✧ clipyer
✧ demiromantic bisexual | single
✧ friends
— will add

INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically medium | mentally easy | no powers | no weapons | claws, teeth, talons
✧ will start/end fights on command, easy provoke | will kill
✧ very limited fighting knowledge
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #B21925 | mention [member=7712]Astiar[/member] when attacking

MISC.
— mostly feral
— speaks a wordless bug language
— worker drone
✧ Obeys without question

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we've got a fire that burns within, we are the dragon hearted