Orion walked over to Ryu and Shinya, obviously a little hungry but not wanting to look rude by taking food.
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TOPIC | Averat's Pet Shop (PRIVATE RP)
Orion walked over to Ryu and Shinya, obviously a little hungry but not wanting to look rude by taking food.
Sensing his distress, Ryu signaled that he could go out to get food. Orion then (what's the word for sprinting when you're flying?) out the door. Deciding she had been there long enough, and not wanting to cause awkwardness for everyone, Ryu followed. Shinya raced after her, and they were gone.
Sensing his distress, Ryu signaled that he could go out to get food. Orion then (what's the word for sprinting when you're flying?) out the door. Deciding she had been there long enough, and not wanting to cause awkwardness for everyone, Ryu followed. Shinya raced after her, and they were gone.
(Hello everyone! I'm slightly annoyed that this or went ahead of me, but just so you know... I am very busy. If someone replies to this thread For rp I'm going to flip a gasket because I want to be a part of the story. I'm not kidding...)
(Hello everyone! I'm slightly annoyed that this or went ahead of me, but just so you know... I am very busy. If someone replies to this thread For rp I'm going to flip a gasket because I want to be a part of the story. I'm not kidding...)
(What do you mean, CaucasionOvch?)
Elimiscratch then drank some water from a bowl.
Elimiscratch then drank some water from a bowl.
(What do you mean, CaucasionOvch?)
Elimiscratch then drank some water from a bowl.
Elimiscratch then drank some water from a bowl.
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Scribe, watched as things happened, not quite sure how to interact with everything going on. Besides, with a dragon behind her legs, tail curled around her feet, it's not like she could leave.
Scribe, watched as things happened, not quite sure how to interact with everything going on. Besides, with a dragon behind her legs, tail curled around her feet, it's not like she could leave.
Growls and snarls came from a pen nearby. Two dragons from different pens were fighting in the Christmas Dragon pen.
Growls and snarls came from a pen nearby. Two dragons from different pens were fighting in the Christmas Dragon pen.
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Worried Scribe glanced over at the ruckus, "Is... that something to worry about?"
Worried Scribe glanced over at the ruckus, "Is... that something to worry about?"
Two of the christmas dragons grabbed the fighting dragons, one each.
"Not anymore," Averat replied.
"Not anymore," Averat replied.
Two of the christmas dragons grabbed the fighting dragons, one each.
"Not anymore," Averat replied.
"Not anymore," Averat replied.
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