WHITE, WHITE LEAVES // trying to fly

[glow=white,1,400]YOU STOOD BESIDE ME WHEN I WAS OUT OF MY MIND ! — [abbr=OLEANDER CIPHER-ELD, WANDERER, COALITION OF THE CONDEMNED, 3 MONTHS]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

A large canine pup was approaching her, though Oleander didn't notice Arvid until he got close. She sniffed, wiping grit from her face and shaking a paw, once again spreading slime as she did so. "Yea..." The dragonet answered Arvid's question with another sniff, blinking up at the taller kid with tears in her eyes. Though she was very obviously trying to not cry. At least, in front of everyone else; Aphra would be ashamed of her if she did so. "Thought flying would be easy. Mother makes it look easy." Aphra did, whenever she was in her dragoness body. Which was... unfortunately not very often nowadays, with Oleander and her siblings being a bit older and able to take care of themselves (for the most part, anyway).[glow=white,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]