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05-25-2016, 05:11 PM
Getting to the Island was a tad difficult for a small foal, but Tyrath was determined. Filled with renewed confidence from his wolf fight with his father and his leisured trip to the never ending bamboo forest, the boy had spied the sprinkling of islands and his interested had been captured. Blessed with a patience rarely found in young foals. He had waited until low tide and paddled out, long limbs kicked out beneath the waves and wings fanned out to give him better stability. It had been a slight struggle, filled with disgruntled noises and snorts, but he had made it. Gangly limbs hauled out of the waves with a stumbled gait as he shook himself free of the salt water, and taken off inland to see what secrets the island held. What would he find here? Who would he find? If there was anyone here that is, getting here without working wings was tedious, and did any have the real patience to do what he did? The skull faced child doubted it. Still, he hoped there was at least someone else on the island he could run into, if only to fill the void of silence. Luck or something akin to it, seemed to be on his side as he trotted into a particularly open space and was met by a giantess and her dragon. Her earthen tones were far more interesting than some of the patterns and coats he had seen on his travels. Wreathed in a red cape and gold pauldron, she seemed important at least, he thought she did. No one wore those things for no reason, right? Head tilted to the side out of curiosity, he stayed where he was for a moment, between the lush foliage and obscurity of their fan like leaves. He watched, trying to see what they were doing. What did Dragon's do with grass? what possible entertainment could they have from it? The questions firmly in mind he strode forward, ears perked and inquisitive look still plastered on his face. "What is your dragon doing?" He questioned, loud enough to draw attention to himself. Tyrath's own wings ruffled by his side and he stopped a couple steps away from the pair. "talk talk talk" from the ashes of the sun I arise
a herald of ruin and damnation |
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