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11-16-2016, 12:51 PM
Isopia
Duir.
Duir?
Hubris rolled the name around in his mind, trying to figure out if there was a way for him to pronounce it. However the draconian language was primarily a guttural one, intermingled with a few whistles and trills. Still, the bronze creature was happy to know the name of the deer-thing. A shower of sparks frothed from his open jaws as he grinned a wide, toothy grin in the direction of the cerndyr, whom he now considered to be a friend.
>>Make friends is easy.<< He thought nonchalantly into Isopia's mind. The demigoddess ignored this. Making friends might be easy, but that didn't mean she saw the value in it. What use were friends? What did they do? >>Zero is friend. Zero is good.<< Ahh, well that was certainly true. But didn't that prove her point? She did have a friend. Why would she need more?
Zero was all that she needed.
Her ears flickered as the stallion offered his name. She resisted the urge to merely stare blankly or to shrug her large shoulders to indicate that she didn't care. It was the truth, but she was slowly learning that perhaps not all truths needed to be communicated.
"That's nice." She said, and despite how rude this likely sounded, it was actually Isopia's attempt to be polite. "I am from the Hidden Falls." She added, as Hubris, like Duir before him, insisted that she reciprocate the information. "Being from no where sounds pleasant." She added, all on her own, as thoughts of her leadership and what an annoying job it was already proving to be, flourished in her mind.
@Rikyn
