mothbae
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Post by mothbae on Jun 20, 2021 1:11:41 GMT
Pebbles shook as an argument rang throughout a cave, hidden in the mountainside. Suddenly, a swooping sound and a yelp was heard. "Get over it! It was a fuckin' fish!" Stratus barked. "GAH! IT WAS A CATFISH! MEANY PANTS!" Their legs flailed around as Swan attempted to regain control of their shared body, head reared with a terrified expression on her face. "Gah! Im scared of heights! Put us down, Stratus!" she squeaked soon after. "Fine." Stratus grumbled, flapping back to their cave and landing roughly, their sibling not using their legs correctly. "It was just a fis-" Stratus fell silent as Swan slapped them with a hand. "Sh-Shut your mouth!" they yelped, trying to get the upper hand. Suddenly, silence fell across the cave as they raised their heads, Stratus attempting to usher Swan into a corner with a panicked whisper. They heard footfalls outside the exit, eyes wide as the conjoined body watched. It was a spiked dragon, like them. But something was strange, the spikes across its neck fell across their neck in a strange way, seeming to wrap around it curiously. It had the same patterns as them, aswell. Large blotches of reddish colouration connected by odd lines. Was it a family member? It was definitely a fellow hybrid, no IceWing or SkyWing looks like that. [ Bronzewing - 223 Words] |
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Post by Bronzewing on Jun 20, 2021 1:52:07 GMT
mothbaeLike usual, and how he had known it for most of his life, Welkin's breathing was labored and pained as he stepped around, looking through the small cave in the mountainside. He had seen somebody come out of it, and on one of his trips out of the forest, he would of course spend some time looking around and following after anything interesting. This was something interesting. He stayed out of beast form- wanting his wings for quicker movement, although the weakness in his body didn't make anything better. He breathed heavily as he flew, making sure to sit on the side of the mountain to catch his breath before walking closer to whatever his target was. He could see hints of movement in the back of the cave, and he breathed his characteristic mist out of his jaws to hide their sight of him. And with dark eyes, he watched for any slip ups- maybe the two dragons showed themselves out of the shadows, or they changed color- if they were RainWings or a hybrid of them- or maybe that they were just a dark color and he could see them hidden in the back. He was used to seeing through his mist-breath, and while it impeded his sight a bit he guessed it would be a lot worse for dragons less familiar with it.
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Post by mothbae on Jun 20, 2021 2:22:31 GMT
As the two watched the dragon carefully, it faded out of view. "Is i-it safe out there?" Swan stammered with a fearful expression drawn across her diamond-shaped face. "Why not, Probably like, a wimpy coward hybrid. Y'know the ones!" Stratus joked pushing their body up with their wings. "Come on, lets go we can catch you a catfish." he whispered, the body stepped frward into the mist and out, not wary for they thought that the prescense had gone and bumping into a figure. They both froze, slowly turning their heads and alertly glancing around. "What. Just happened." Stratus breathed. "I thought it was gone!" he hissed. "Of course it isnt! We have the WORST luck. Come on, big monster dragon. Eat us." Swan sighed, turning against the flailing of his sibling. "SWAN! NO! WE DONT SACRIFICE URSELVES TO THE MYSTERY DRAGON! BAD! BAD SWAN!" they helped, slapping their face with a wing until they stepped back [ Bronzewing - 159 Words] |
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Post by Bronzewing on Jun 20, 2021 3:04:44 GMT
mothbaeWelkin could hear them speaking- and before the two dragons could see him, Welkin noticed their panicked shapes moving about in the clouds. He expected for them to bump into him, but could still feel the air rush out of his lungs once they did bump into him- he heard two voices, why did it feel like one dragon? He hissed, at first a dragonlike sound before he shifted into his secondary form, feeling the strength and power flood into his bones- and he loved it. He loved it so, so much. Now in a canine form, he stepped around the two of them- trying to determine whether they were friend or foe, enemy or ally, or maybe just some random travelers he would have some fun terrifying. Nonetheless, he was here, and they were stuck, and... "I don't eat people." He did feel the need to say that, despite his intimidating persona.
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Post by mothbae on Jun 20, 2021 19:23:14 GMT
"GAH!" Swan squeaked, stepping back against the wall. "Are you sure? You sound like you eat people." Stratus barked, covering Swan's bent head with one of their wings. "Big stinky liar beast!" said the bent head of Swan, his tone nervous but still agressive. The conjoined being was confused but still defensive against the strange character. "Wh- Swan!" said a hissing voice from the other head, "Dont provoke it!" it said in a loud whispering voice, slapping Swan's face with the wig curled around it. "...anyways. What.. are you doing in our cave..?" he grumbled, rearing his head as the long IceWing spikes along his neck jingled in a high-pitched tone. [ Bronzewing - 113 Words] |
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Post by Bronzewing on Jun 21, 2021 13:06:33 GMT
mothbaeWelkin sighed- maybe he SHOULD eat people. But no, he wasn't that sort of person, and would resist any cannibalistic urges that his beast form could have given him. "I do not eat people." he said in a matter-of-fact tone, shaking his head. "I would ask the same about you." he said, pointing at them with a claw. "You are two people, are you not? But I see one body in the mists afore me! Are you two people in one, some sort of creature the likes of what I am?" His tail twitched across the ground, the long hard blade on the tip making an audible thump-thump against the ground. "You sure it's your cave and not a cave?"
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