mothbae
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Post by mothbae on May 21, 2021 3:00:02 GMT
Citrus Beetle was wandering around his neighborhood, looking for hijinks to get into as he stopped, looking around with his large, brown optics. He heard the usual bzzzzz of the HiveWings flying around, doing work and playing. He had no siblings or family members to play with, so he just wandered the streets. His semi-transparent wings bounced with his step, a cheerful and bouncy posture. Citrus Beetle's horns glimmered in the sunlight, the suburbs of his neighborhood calm, other than the mentioned playing of the younger dragons. He heard a slightly more gentle flapping, flower than the rapid wingbeats of a HiveWing. He didnt know what it was. It was probably a SilkWing. Ooh! I dont think i've met this one before! he thought, turning around to spot the SilkWing flying through the streets, seeming to look a bit... shifty. He waited for him to come close, hiding behind a garbage can. As he flew by, the tiny little punk darted through the air, his teeth attempting to sink into his wings as he hang on to the rapidly shaking limps, a pathetic roar sounding from his jaws. He was so scary! ...Right? The little dragonet was still trying to pull the skinnier dragon down to talk to him. It was impolite to talk to a flying dragon, in his opinion. His thoughts were interrupted as he fell off, quickly getting back to his feet and running after the SilkWing that looked back at him to see the little fuck running as hard as he can, almost tripping every five seconds Bronzewing |
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Post by Bronzewing on May 21, 2021 3:09:51 GMT
mothbae There were many things that Pieris was here for. A bit of work (Sirex always had something in mind, and he would carry them out best he could) or something...more personal. He remembered the location Painted Lady lived in, of course, always coming here to visit the dragoness and see what they were up to. The instant Sirex asked if somebody wanted to go to Jewel, he leapt at the chance, shutting down the other dragons that attempted to volunteer. Why let Dauber do the job?! He stayed up in the air, claws folded to his sides, wings beating at a rapid pace. Small neighborhood, he noted, watching the few small dragons and the households...and was that one following him? What...what in the world were they doing? They were going to break...everything, by the looks of it. Still, wasn't his deal, except the fact that he didn't want any hatchlings witnessing what he would be doing. Guess this is going to take a while longer- I hope Painted doesn't head out before I get to her.He landed on the ground, claws digging into the streets, having a more regal and confident look than the majority of SilkWings a dragon would meet around here. (He had seen some absolutely pitiful dragons on the way here.) Turning around, his colorful eyes digging right into the body of the dragonet, he watched them run up to him- a small smirk on his jaws. Pieris was up to no good, but when wasn't he? "I take it you need something from me." he said, his voice as smooth as ever. "Or you wouldn't be running up to me as if your life depended on it." (287 words)
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mothbae
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Post by mothbae on May 21, 2021 3:26:58 GMT
He ran up, skidding to a halt as he slammed into his leg, squeaking in a high-pitched tone as he scuttled back, puffing out his chest. "I GOT YOU! I DID! I DID, I DID, I DID!" he yelled, fluttering his small wings as he let out a trill of babylike excitement, flying up to land on his back and wrap himself around his neck like a sloth. He looked up, smiling. "I like blue. Whats your favorite colour?" he asked- the wholesome tone to his words laying a nice tone to the rest of the converation. "Im Citrus Beetle! Who are you? Are you an adult? Can you do Adult Things? What Adult Things can you do?" he probed, the loud rambling of the dragonet directed towards Pieris. "Hmm... Let me guess.. your name... is... PEBBLE!" he yelled, rolling off and onto the floor, giggling as he raised to his feet. "PEBBLE! PEBBLE PEBBLE PEEEBLEE~" he twittered in a sing-song voice, parading in a circle around Pieris's talons as he chanted the made-up name for the SilkWing Bronzewing |
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Post by Bronzewing on May 21, 2021 12:28:52 GMT
mothbae Wow! Pieris was reminded why he didn't like children! This little ball of energy was all over the place, yelling out random things, not at all intimidated by the fact that he just bothered an adult so much that they had to come down and talk to him. What was he supposed to do, scold the child? Yell at the child? He really knew nothing about this, all the dragonets in Sirex Hive being too scared to speak to him. Didn't look like that extended to Jewel's dragonets. "I guess you did." he said, rolling his eyes, taking a step back from the excited child. He huffed out a bit of frost, wondering if anybody was even watching this child, or if they had a guardian to save him from the hatchling... but nobody came up, and therefore Pieris had to suffer through more dragonet than he would like to. "Favorite color- wha- I guess all the colors. I like all the colors, they match my eyes." What was the point of having a favorite color! The shade of his eyes got him where he was now, and if that was a color, it was the only useful one to him. "I'm Pieris. NOT Pebble. Do not call me Pebble or-" Or what? Threaten the child? He just bared his teeth, hoping that would be enough to tell the kid I would probably frostbreath you but people would look at me strange. "I am very much an adult. I can very much do all the adult things I want. In fact, I am doing important adult things right about now..." He took another step back. He had THINGS TO DO and WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS WRONG WITH THIS KID. (291 words)
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Post by mothbae on May 21, 2021 16:54:18 GMT
He fell silent, a few steps away from making his fifth lap around the hybrid. He stopped, thinking for a while. "What adult things? Can i come? Can i help? I wanna help!" he whined, jumping onto his foot and wrapping his small, striped arms around his legs, snuggling them quietly. He was desperate for attention, whether it was good or bad. "TAKE ME WITH YOU!!" he yelled, turning a few black-and-yellow heads towards him, a worried look from adults that he was very used to. "AAAAAAAH!!!" he continued to wail, a shrill call Citrus sniffled, now quiet after a few minutes of screaming, a usual tantrum for the tiny dragonet. "sorry..." he mumbled, looking up at Pieris with big puppy eyes. The large, black circles around his eyes made his eyes look lighter than they actually were, a rich, dark brown. He rustled his wings, leaning on the leg of Pieris. He wrapped himself fully around his leg, looking extremely sleepy [ Bronzewing - 163 words] |
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Post by Bronzewing on May 21, 2021 22:37:01 GMT
mothbae Now how was he going to ditch the kid?? He couldn't take them- obviously not. They probably didn't even know that he lived miles away! "Kid, kid, be quiet." he said, trying to shake him off. "Don't freeze yourself. Yeesh." He didn't want to be yelled at for forming the newest snack food: Kidsicles. That would probably be illegal (although it sounded great). Now taking a step away, he continued speaking- "I live a very, very long way away. I do not live in this Hive. I am visiting." He paused to let that sink in. "If you came with me, it would be away from your parents, friends, whomever else you know here. And trust me, I don't have a job...suited for dragonets." Maybe...maybe he could tape one of Leiurus's knives onto the kid? Probably not. "Uh- wait, don't fall asleep on me- ugh..." What was he supposed to DO? He couldn't do his work with the kid, and Painted Lady would just look at him weird- besides, he didn't want to throw a dragonet at her. She deserved better than that- him. The kid didn't deserve time with Painted. "You want to run off or something? Do...whatever it is dragonets do?" (207 words)
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