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Offline Jackkdaw

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Re: It's all gone.. [Dragon RP | Open and Accepting!]
« Reply #10 on: October 31, 2014, 01:11:23 am »

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The enormous reptile lay curled up cozily in his volcano-side cavern. Near the back was a nice lava flow, which not only provided a warm lighting for the otherwise dark cave, but also a good source of heat for the cold-blooded dragon. As usual, Ahaz had spent the majority of his day curled up in his home dozing comfortably. Slowly, his one working eye flickered open, his golden colored iris glowing in the darkness. With a grumble, the beast lazily rose his head, arching his snake-like neck as he stretched out his forelegs. He shot a glare at the opening of his cave out of instinct, checking to make sure no trespassers were detected. Much to his disappointment, the area was empty. Looks like there were no lone travelers to harass today. Letting out a content growl, he stretched out his wings as much as the cavern would allow before turning to face the lava flow at the back of the chamber. He'd always enjoyed the heat, and had made a habit out of bathing in the molten lava. Casually, he slid into the large pool of the flowing, thick liquid, keeping his head arched high as his body was heated up in his natural hot tub.
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Re: It's all gone.. [Dragon RP | Open and Accepting!]
« Reply #11 on: November 01, 2014, 01:36:23 am »


Fumo woke up in his den, which was just big enough for himself to fit in. Snorting, he quickly stared at the entryway and paused, seeing if he could hear any noises. Only the sounds of birds, water, and the wind gently rusting the leaves. Slowly, he crawled out of the den, and quickly felt the sounds of leaves crunching under his feet. Stretching, he flapped his wings a couple of times which sent leaves and dirt flying, then he started on towards the small stream that was nearby, slipping underneath tree branches. He crouched down, waiting for any fish to possibly come by. It hardly would feed him, but it was better than nothing.