Ambitions

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[OPEN] Ambitions

Isopia the Mountain That Knows Posts: 780

Dragon's Throat Apostle atk: 6.5 | def: 10 | dam: 8.0

Mare :: Tribrid :: 18hh :: 3 - is now aging slowly HP: 90 | Buff: NUMB

Hubris :: Royal Bronze Dragon :: Shock Breath & Frost Breath & Babel :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath Odd

07-15-2016, 12:29 PM

ISOPIA
Consider your origin. You were not formed to live like brutes but to follow virtue and knowledge.

As is the norm between the two, Hubris hears and sees Syrena first. He is alerted by her movements on the soft underbrush and immediately spun back to see who it was who might cross their path. Unlike his bonded, Hubris was not averse to strangers, and normally welcomed them heartily. The old one with the whiskery nose had been a stranger at one point, and both Hubris and Isopia had become fond of him (well, tolerant in Isopia’s case, but that was almost like fondness for her). The dragonling had tried to reinforce the larger message, that if one meeting had turned out pleasantly, perhaps more would, if only she would give them a chance.

She hadn’t but her stubbornness had never deterred the bronzey creature.

Hubris trilled a bright hello as he glided on glistening wings marked with splotches of brown. Isopia’s large golden eyes followed the movements of the reptile, and soon her massive body was facing the smaller mare.

Those large golden eyes blinked slowly as the mare offered a hello. Isopia knew that she was supposed to say hello back, but what was the point? It didn’t convey any information, it was a useless custom. The mare had alerted the girl to her presence with her greeting, was that not enough?

Syrena.

Again came that slow blink; Isopia’s long lashes fluttered as they dove towards her cheek bone and then rose once again. So? the girl felt like shouting. I didn’t ask your name, so don’t think that your offering binds me to some sort of response. Either the stonish-coloured mare was part of the Hidden Falls or she wasn’t. If she was, then likely she knew who Isopia was (oh, this wasn’t arrogance speaking, not really. But she was the child of the God, held a high ranking position within the herd, and was pretty damn unique looking.), and if she wasn’t, then she probably had some sort of purpose being here. One that likely did not include introductions.

And so, in typical Isopia fashion, the giant-girl stood there with a neutral expression, peering down at the mare. In her mind Hubris chastised her grumpily, and trilled again as if apologizing for her rudeness. Still, Isopia did nothing but stare.

[OMG ISO IS THE WORST. Sorry x.x]