BAD DREAM - open; searching father

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— 25 m/o — male — german shepherd — typhoon — tags

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Owen chuckled as the golden-orange dragon had ran to his father, a soft click residing in his throat. "Well, none of us lost a limb or a patch of hair. That's impressive. A good improvement, Cesar. I'm proud." Owen snorted in amusement, turning around to head away after dipping his head to Lucifer in respects to the older dragon.

FORGETTING LIES AND PAIN !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

As if on cue, the dragon cub came bounding over and a scowl formed on Caesar's face as he reunited himself with his father. Caesar listened in silence as Lucifer spoke to Valinor and was just about to turn away as the other large dragon took off, forcing him off of his paws. Caesar gritted his teeth as his head hit the railroad and slowly got his paws, watching Valinor fly off back towards Snowbound. And don't come back. The Officer thought bitterly, flicking his tail as he turned back towards the direction of camp.

"Don't patronize me, Snakebreath." Caesar growled to Owen as he walked off, his fur twitching irritably as he went back towards camp.

#psychosocial.