Sleeping Dragon you are a walking candle
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Ooc — torvi
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All Welcome 
exhaustion plagues her.

it weighs heavy in her aching muscles as herja decides — with little choice as her body demands rest — that the slumbering dragon ( though she knows not its name ) adorned in the early morning mist  will work as temporary shelter.

her pace slows, pausing to lap at a puddle of clean rainwater. she does not linger long, seeking to investigate the rich vegetation in the hopes that it might reveal a small cave she could take shelter in while she rested.
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Ooc — siv
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hope you're okay with a prophet <3

Sometimes, on days like today, he roamed.

He ventured and begged and prayed something worthwhile would come to his attention. A herd's movement, a wolf moving in a rogue state.

The Rise needed more, forever and always.

It was unfortunate that he found a cutting figure with more beauty than he cared to admit. It was easy to remind himself this was a trip of business. He had not come to woo wild women.

He would eye her from a distance, uncertain and wary. Fitting her figure to memory before he carried on his way.