the sister had found an interesting place, ideal to not be around others. she did not have to worry about being around a crowd of canines, nor did she have to think about where she was going. the tiny dancer could dance in peace, sing without an audience.
tonight she found herself restless though she never slept very well in an unfamiliar place, she wandered the beaches. her coloring allowed her to blend in with the night, a perfect camouflage when watching a rather pretty woman gazing up at the sparkling holes in the sky. the waves covered the around of her movement as she neared the pride rock, she did not know her but by her scent and her looks she could tell she was related to the sisters in someway.
a gentle bark came from her lips as she sat at the base of the ledge, curious if she would be allowed up with her but she would never assume. instead she looked up at the stars, awaiting to be acknowledged. as trained, one did not talk unless spoken to first.
without words, they communicated. a soft chuff like sound came from her lips next to show her appreciation of being allowed on the rather interesting formation that she was laying upon. a single shake of her tail, high and childlike before her dark paws connected with stone.
when she reached the dust caped woman she gave out a sound of awe and wonder, oh no wonder she loved this rock and by the fact her scent was plaster over it.. just, wow. She gave to woman a happy smile before looking up at the stars, her rump connecting with the stone. a almost inaudible swish came from her tail as it wagged back and forth.
she itched to ask a question, curious of her name. okay, more than one question but still her training kept her silent. it was a nice silence, companionable and serene as they both looked up at the twinkling lights in the sky. It was as if someone took dark paper and poked holes to let a little light in. she had known a few stories but they differed from the normal tales, murmurs of an older woman that was shackled like herself, whispers in the night as each star seemed to connect with another.
did she know any stories? she gave the woman a soft chuffing sound, something to draw her attention. if it worked she would meet her eyes for the briefest of moments before pointing her nose to the sky, a silent question, a silent request for a story.
draco?
at last she spoke, a soft melody that came in a form of a question. technically this meant she could speak, she could converse but she did enjoy their silence. the dancer gave a quick nod before she looked back at the formation of stars that the woman called draco, how interesting, she knew it by another name. what was the story tied to this
draco.
"does draco have a story?" she cautiously asked a quiet voice, she did not want to pry if the woman did not wish to speak but she was curious.
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wanna finish it? LMAO
she spoke mandarin. made everything easier.
"the dragon," ruo said. the myth of the lizard who flew the skies, but now, when they looked up, he was trapped in the sky. but not forsaken, to simply immoratlize his death.
"it was said he guarded a grand treasure. however, he was killed for the treasure, and because of his loyalty, the gods placed him above the sky for eternity."