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Rey was learning to fly! Now a month old, the soft silver puppy had discovered what it was like to be under the sky, and she absolutely loved it. She flew around in the fresh air just outside the den, running over here, leaping over there, playing and aiming for absolutely everything and nothing.
It was late afternoon, and hot.
Fleemee ♫she babbled nonsensically. Then froze suddenly. There on a nearby rock, delicate and poised, was a dusty-coloured insect with wings.
What was it?!
Working her limbs, the young pup would leap and bound her way from inside the family den to the outside world in a whirl. Her comically large paws would beat against the ground and, still finding pleasure in such things, Thyri would increase the force in which she pressed her feet into the dirt in order to recreate the thudding noise. Her baby blue eyes would dart about, watching as bugs flitted by on rapid wings before they disappeared and left the young dragon pup to wonder how they moved so quickly. Though she tried to keep up, the thrumming of her head had forced her to slow and she gaped her maw in a sleepy yawn that shook her tiny frame.
Blinking away the signs of needing a nap, Thyri caught sight of the startling white pelt of her sister. It had seemed as though Freyja was distracted by the sight of a large insect perched against a nearby stone. Thyri narrowed her brows on the bug and wiggled her rump excitedly. With – what she assumed to be – careful precision, the whelp lowered her torso toward the earth and crept forward, hoping not to alert Freyja of her intentions.
and she speaks in a voice that sets men trembling,
with eyes painted gold and a throne built on the bones of
those who would challenge her rule
with eyes painted gold and a throne built on the bones of
those who would challenge her rule
Feeling an instinct that disturbing the little creature might mean it would fly off (fly!), Rey was stationary without thinking. She ran about a lot, but not into things. Besides... she was curious.
Her fluffy limbs were tense as she crept a little closer, but then —
Her fluffy limbs were tense as she crept a little closer, but then —
oh!Thyri was over there! Rey stared between the two dramatically. Which should she run to?! The moth or the sibling?!
July 30, 2016, 03:40 PM
Thyri did not have the same amount of respect for the moth that her sister did. She had every intention of springing forward and slapping her paws down on the insect with enough force that it would render it flightless, if only so that she would have her first trophy. Her baby blue eyes glinted fiercely – or as fiercely as was possible – as she inched forward, rump waggling behind her. While she was little more than a month old, the little dragon had every intention of proving herself. She was fierce of heart and quick to throw herself into any situation that would demonstrate such a thing.
With a bit of a wobbly step, the youth dove forward toward the moth and opened her tiny jaws in a cry of delight: “hyeah!”
With a bit of a wobbly step, the youth dove forward toward the moth and opened her tiny jaws in a cry of delight: “hyeah!”
and she speaks in a voice that sets men trembling,
with eyes painted gold and a throne built on the bones of
those who would challenge her rule
with eyes painted gold and a throne built on the bones of
those who would challenge her rule
August 01, 2016, 05:51 AM
Rey's little tail — which would one day be magnificent but for now was rather pathetic — wagged happily. It looked like Thyri was going for the moth! Rey felt an instinct to follow suit, as that had been her original intention, but then she felt an even stronger instinct to sit back and let her sister get it.
So with a giggle of delight, she stayed where she was, wriggling happily. She could see Thyri wanted the moth, and hoped she enjoyed it!
So with a giggle of delight, she stayed where she was, wriggling happily. She could see Thyri wanted the moth, and hoped she enjoyed it!
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