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Ah, Dylas, there you are. I've been looking for you.
[Ears fold against his head as he hears someone use his real name, so to speak] ! [Turns around, only to see Ventuswill, not at all surprised as she is one of the few people to call him Dylas] [Smallest of smiles, nodding at the dragon] Looking for me? Where would I be but the Cafe? Heh, it’s nice to see you, old friend … What do you need of me?
*stares at*
... !
[Nods.] Sup Venti. [Blinks.] ... ... ...
You're a chick right?
@Ventuswill
*Stares blankly down at him, taking in his appearance* Hmph. You aren’t from here. From what I see, you don’t even live in this country. *spreads her wings out* I am Ventuswill, the Divine Wind! One of the four Elder dragons of the country of Norad! *Folds her wings back to her side* And you, cur, shall show respect to me. I am a God here.
*Looks up, still amazed that the strange, big, squishy dragon can talk* Yeah, I'm not. I'm from a place called The Village. *Covers his ears as she introduces herself* Wow, you're loud! *Not really listening to her, in fact feeling tempted to poke her again until she calls him a "cur" again* Hey, I have a name! And it's not *once again mispronouncing* cheese curd! The name's Pete! I'm an amazingly talented rancher! A god, huh? I had no idea gods were so loud and rude *pokes her again*... and squishy.
