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12-19-2015, 04:04 AM
Gull His aim was true, and Gull found it deeply gratifying to see her jump at his onslaught. When the first fruit burst across her back, he cackled freely, watching her skitter out of harm’s way. She might be old, but she could still dance well enough to entertain him it seemed. Even as the she-beast dodged the rest of his tiny missiles, he continued to swoop above, following her until the frond was finally bare. Pleased with himself, he gave the branch one last emphatic shake before dropping it abruptly—with any luck, it would brain the old thing. Unsurprisingly, his victim was unamused by the whole situation. “Are you done?” an irritated voice called up to him. Gull peered down in surprise. That was all? For the amount of trouble he’d gone to, he would have appreciated more shrieking and running, but the old hag appeared annoyingly calm. The stallion snorted, mulling it over, circling lazily above all the while. Leave it to the unicorn to play holier-than-thou, he figured. Typical of her to spoil his fun, really. Shaking his head, he sighed. For everything, he supposed, there was an easy way and a hard way… “I dunno,” he crowed back, voice breaking the silence like a sudden swell at low tide, “Are you gone?” Applauding himself for his own wit, Gull allowed himself a raucous chortle. If she was so smart, couldn’t she see that he wanted her off of his beach? He’d thought his message had been clear enough. Still, he refrained from diving down to herd her into the waves. Gull had never actually talked to one of these demons before, and somewhere in the back of his mind, he found himself a little curious to hear what she had to say. Not that he would let her stay, of course...but even children wonder about the monsters under their beds from time to time. trouble just grew wings |
OOC: No worries, experiment away!
Please do not tag Gull except for in opening posts or spars!
