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[rathalascendant-a]

@tidesbled sent: 🎁 // tsunami

SHE'S A WARRIOR OF STEEL STUFF, despite her appearances. Though she could hardly waterbreathe and the fire choked her throat, the stubborn dragonet made up for her shortcomings with physical and aerial prowess. When a stranger asked how she persisted, the seawing hybrid looked to Tsunami—the lost princess, a figure whom she nearly idolized—and puffed out her chest, maintaining the facade of a dauntless soldier.

"If you believe it, then you can."

[dragonplated]

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"So you're looking for a home." Lance crosses his arms, looking the odd dragon over thoughtfully within the dark forest. Not a pokemon, apparently despite their appearance. But they are dragons and they're in desperate need of a safe haven now, a home where they can live without fear or danger.

They're willing to do anything for that assurance. His eyes gleam for a moment, before he straightens.

"Alright. I think I can help you. How many dragons are there?"

[niightwcves]

“Each strike tells me more about you than your words ever could.” / ignitus to lloyd

Sparing with a dragon was much different than what he's used to. Often taking them as respectable beings, taking the opportunity to try something new proved to be enlightening. A larger beast, with a hide much thicker, stronger than someone like him. Truthfully, he wasn't sure he was making that much headway into winning this fight.

" Oh yeah ? What's it telling you about me ? " Genuinely curiosity fills the young fighter, steady bounce in his step as he finds his rhythm in his movements. Fatigue begins to seem into his muscles, adrenaline barely hanging on as an emerald glow materializes as he does a spinning attack towards the other. " And what does this attack tell you ? "

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[dreamlightmagicgarden]

@tidesbled asked: “If I can’t be accurate, I sure as hell am gonna to be extra.” // spyro to cynder BDG’s Unraveled - sentence starters

She arched an eyebrow at him.

— More than you already are?

[dragetunge]

@tidesbled sent: 🎁 // starflight

[❇]—;

"Hold your hands to your chest. And tell me what you find. Out of you, a sparrow comes. And sees without its eyes. Don't forget who you are even though you are hurt. You are caught in a wire and soon it will burst. You can cry."

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[dragetunge]

@tidesbled sent: 🎁 // dragon of your choice (IGNITUS)

[❇]—;

"Well it's a little bit dangerous my friend. You'll need a mindset change for this you cannot get away with playing safe for this. You wanna get home? Put is all on the line and put your whole brain it it."

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[rathalascendant-a]

@tidesbled sent: ❛  come on, it'll be fun.  ❜ // spyro

NO MATTER THE TERRAIN, NO MATTER THE WEATHER, if it was a necessity, Mari would brave it, especially when she had the aid of a monstie to help her traverse difficult obstacles. Unfortunately, being forced to traverse on foot puts a little damper on her spirit—she'd still brave it, but damn, she wasn't going to enjoy it.

"Aha! Aha-ha," The rider chuckles sarcastically. "Ha! Yeah—no," And then she deadpans, crossing her arms over her chest as she frowns to Spyro. "Be grateful you have wings, dude. There's nothing fun about having to cross a swampy-bottom bog filled with plants that look big enough to eat me." She griped.

With her sword on her back, she at least feels she can defend herself if necessary . . . but even Mari, dauntless as she was, had a bad feeling in her stomach. With a deflated sigh, she proceeds. "Let's get this over with . . ."

[rathalascendant-a]

@tidesbled sent: ❛  don't be afraid. i'm a friend.  ❜ // starflight

IF SHE NEEDED TO, SHE COULD DEFEND HERSELF. The sword on her back has shed the blood of beasts far bigger than himself. The only reason she hadn't used it thus far was because there were many of them. She could attract the attention of hundreds if she struck even one in self-defense, and Mari knew that if she died, her dear rathalos would go down with her.

For his sake, they needed to find a way off of this island. To Starflight's likely surprise, the unfortunate young scavenger that he had come across in the crag of the tunnel would not respond in shrill squeaks . . . she spoke, clear and cold and quiet. Her tongue is laced with a threat as steely as her weapon.

"Eat me and I'll cut my way out of your stomach," Mari snarled. Her gaze is piercing, burning with a flame as hot as the one he breathed . . . for being so small, she certainly had the boldness of a proper dragon.

But, in fairness, the dragonet who stumbled across her was meek by comparison. His size betrayed the curiosity of his gaze, and he was still a fair bit smaller than all the others around here. He also seemed . . . healthier? Less desperate-looking. Like there was still some shine to his glossy black scales.

Mari still doesn't move from her spot within the crag. She wouldn't until she knew for certain he was harmless. But, confusion does slowly overtake her nasty glare. The girl cants her head cautiously. " . . . Who are you?"