Rawn fight too!

indie rawn of dragalia lost

[rawnderer]

“DRAGONYULE! DRAGONYULE! DRAGONYULE!”

[dragaliapact]

“ What is a prince if not a shield for his people? ”

ind. euden from dragalia lost / selective / multiverse / no - ship

[rawnderer]

drylicu‌:

          While the sheer excitement that Rawn had was nowhere near there, she was vastly enjoying herself. Just falling into the pile was…something.

          From the sounds of the leaves crunching beneath them, to the smell of them that just completely enveloped her as she sank into them. While the feeling was a bit scratchy, some of the leaves were actually so soft it was almost like touching tissues.

          For what it’s worth, Morgan could certainly appreciate the leaves themselves, even if she truly did not understand why he enjoyed this so much. It was a little cold, but the smells, colors, and even texture to a degree was mesmerizing! She herself, attempted to do the same thing in the snow that other people did. A snow angel! Except…in leaves. A leaf angel? Turning to look at him, it was hard not to notice or pay attention! Every time he moved leaves were spaying everywhere! From on the grounds to covering her completely, Morgan did find herself laughing along with him.

         “–Rawn is like baby chick!”

He could feel the leaves shift beside him where Mo must have been nestled in the pile, but there was certainly a lack of flying debris. What was she doing over there? 

It took a little bit of wiggling (mostly because how distracted he was with every movement, finding new leaves to kick at and press down on for that sweet, satisfying crunch) before he could sit up again, swiping away some of the leaves between them with a sweep of his arm. Of course, being a seasoned leaf pile player-inner, the sweep was more to scoop them into his hands to fling into the sky, scattering them around! He waited for them to fall again before he spoke.

“Mo look like swimming! Make fun shaky noise like that.”

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drylicu‌:

         “–Thanks, Rawn! Mo is just happy she could help!”

          Well, they were in a pile now. And what the next thing to do was to jump in them…right? Granted, Morgan had no qualms with getting dirty or tiny little scratches from the edges of the leaves. It was still…the lack of appeal she was seeing in it that was making her hesitate.

          Rawn seemed so happy and so eager to do something so simple, it was kind of hard not to be curious at best about it.

          Him holding her hand did startle her inwardly. She hadn’t been expecting it. While Rawn was no stranger to touching her being it picking her up and things of such nature. Still, soft gestures while she’s distracted from the person can be a bit jarring. But she was safe. Rawn was safe.

          Gently, she held his hand back and gave a confirming nod. The little swing of their arms was enticing and she found herself swinging along with him. “One! Two! Three–!” She does have to use a bit more effort, to jump higher and match Rawn’s height as close as she can. Being taller gave him such an unfair advantage!

With their combined force, the leaves didn’t stand a chance! 

They were engulfed within the sea of colors, crunching and shuffling the dead foliage about to leave them completely buried within the pile. While the soft bed was fun, the real treat was kicking them all away and busting out like a chick from an egg, and Rawn intended to do just that. 

Rawn rolled over within the pile onto his backside. Considering how long his arms and legs were, every gesture sent quite a burst of leaves from the pile, and it wasn’t long until his head poked out.

He wasn’t done there though! He fell back into the leaves, kicking a bit to push himself further back into the pile and to send more into the air! It was a regular swimming pool without water, and every crinkle was music to his ears. 

Best leaf pile ever!

[rawnderer]

drylicu‌:

         “Oh! Brush brush!”

          He was compiling all the leaves into one pile, yes? Morgan could understand that much. However…she did not entirely see the appeal in jumping in them. Maybe Rawn could show her.

          Regardless, it would take her a while to gather them as he does. So her tactic? Wind magic! “–Elwind!” How simple was it to create a flurry of them and then allow them to settle into place? Much quicker, in her opinion.

         “Mo make pile!”

Ack! His leaves! They were everywhere! He tried to grasp a few out of the air, but they all slipped through his fingers. They were a mess! They were-

.........

In a nice pile! Rawn laughed, rubbing at the back of his head, “Magic brush brush good. Rawn not think for wind- Mo very smart.” 

The wildboy trotted to his friend with a hop to each step, practically vibrating in anticipation. He hesitated for a moment once he was at her side, but then decided that as long as he moved slowly, holding her hand would be fine. A coordinated jump made it a lot more fun. 

“Friends jump on three, okay?” He gave her arm a little swing with each number- “One! Two! Three-!”

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drylicu‌:

         “Jump in? Jump in the leaves, Rawn? Why does Rawn jump in leaves?”

“Mo not jump in?! Leaf crunch! Pretty color-” he suddenly threw his arms out to imitate an explosion “-fall all over! Fun! Show Mo now, go forest after. Get leaves! Brush brush!”

Like the feral boy he was, Rawn turned to throw himself onto all fours, furiously pulling leaves together in a single heap.

[rawnderer]

“Rawn gather leaves from forest, bring to castle for...furterzer? Feed plant! Luca say make big, big leaf pile in courtyard before store! Want help? Fun for jump in!”

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rakkirrrowch replied to your post: “Trick or treat! Trick or treat! Trick or treat!”...

*gives him candy**gives him candy**gives him candy*

Halloween was the best!!

He stuck all pieces of candy in his mouth at once....but it seemed no one ever told him to take it out of the wrappers first. 

[rawnderer]

“Trick or treat! Trick or treat! Trick or treat!” He’s been practicing a lot.

[rawnderer]

drylicu‌:

rawnderer replied to your post:          “–I like big spoons. I can get more of…

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         “–Rawn! Curran gave me some of that shaved ice with the colors on it! Do you want to eat it with me?”

“Fruit ice!” The absolute best part of winter was crushing berries into the snow. 

“Rawn eat! 

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[rawnderer]

ojoumushi‌:

    A Queen is nothing if not a person of her people, so when it comes to the everyday Nausica ä is not one to turn up her nose in pride. Besides, she enjoys being among others, especially the people who are more like one, large family than they are her subjects. The valley people share her excitement, creating a little more energy in the marketplace than usual. 

    She spots someone familiar in the corner of her eye and hurredly finishes the conversation she was engaged in. “Rawn! It’s good to see you again, friend-”

    “Rawn? Are you alright?”

Finding an escape route past all these people was bound to be easy enough, right? Dip between stalls, get to the buildings, slide al-

“Ah, Princess!” Well, that certainly complicated matters, didn’t it? He shifted in place, eyes darting about for a moment before he decided upon staring at the ground. It was a nice ground, after all. 

“Rawn alright.” He said to her boots, “ Rawn watch people. Busy critter, make for fun day, Rawn learn more for- uh...Rawn learn do more human thing when watch. 

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drylicu‌:

         “…”

          Morgan definitely noticed. She’s way too observant not to.

          And like Rawn, the loud and constant excitement was a bit draining on her. However unlike he, she didn’t just slip out. She simply walked out and was grateful when everyone else was too caught up to notice her disappear. Maybe Rawn will notice she followed him!

He didn’t at first, which was one of the many blights of such a bustling place. Everything was footfalls, calls, noise. No way to track, no way to hone in, no way to keep the world straight. It was only at the edge of town that Rawn realized there was an extra shuffle against the dirt behind him. 

At first he turned on edge, hand at his belt for his knife, but he instantly relaxed when he realized who it was. 

“Mo?” Did she follow him? He wouldn’t doubt it- pups followed those they were close to no matter where they were going. 

“Rawn go to forest. Where Mo go?”

[rawnderer]

“Market loud today.....” 

Was there some sort of festival? The plants weren’t done growing yet, so it wasn’t time for them to be sold. 

Maybe no one would notice if he slipped out into the woods.

[rawnderer]

[every time i follow a PoR+RD blog im tempted to remake volke for the fourth time even tho i dont write the blogs i do have

[rawnderer]

drylicu‌:

         “–Big catch!”

          She is rather pleased with this. Being placed on the counter much like some child was a little strange…but she still found no issue in this. Rawn was simply making sure she was comfortable.

          And with the prospect of the cookies that were supposed to be for everyone’s dessert…Morgan helped herself to about five of them. None of them would mind if she and Rawn had a few, right? It was good to have a friend so tall, and a friend who just wanted to have a good time!

         “Should we bring some for your brother? There are some with raisins in there.”

“Sweet for brother?”

Oh, he hadn’t even thought of that! How often had they hunted for food together? Now on a hunt of his own, he let him slip his mind?! Terrible packmate! Terrible!

Still, these weren’t like the rabbit of the woods. Rawn bit into one of the cookies, testing it in his mouth before speaking (with crumbs falling about every which way), “Brother eat meat, not see eat berry or bread. Maybe brother like- we take for try. Brother not eat, Rawn eat- or Raindrop! Raindrop eat all thing.” Sometimes right out of his hands if he wasn’t careful!

Rawn stuck his half eaten cookie in his mouth, held an extra two within one hand and used the free one to replace the jar. The rest of the cookie was then shoved into his gullet. 

Someone aught to teach him not to talk with his mouth full, “Rurn curry Mo?”