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Of Past DaysOf Past Days by Royal-Dragon
Of Past Days
The wheat field was their favourite place. Being young, small and playful they were able to hide between the tall gold stalks, catching mice or fooling around.
He was named Soreth then. He can remember those times vividly, and wished he couldn't.
He met Takoda in that wheat field. They were barely ten years old, practically hatchlings. He and Saphron were racing through the ripe plants, grains sticking to their scales when Soreth collided head-first with another body.
Thrown backwards onto his wings he jared the joint on his shoulder and winced.
"Watch where you're going!" A female voice reprimanded him. It wasn't Saphron's.
Soreth grunted and struggled to his feet, scowling at the invader. "Why don't you move out of the way!"
The female growled at him. Her markings made her look like she was wearing a mask, her green eyes bore into his purple.
"You look like you're wearing a mask." Soreth spat, trying to get her to move.
She planted her claws in the dirt firml
Introductions, misunderstandings and SlangIntroductions, misunderstandings and Slang by Royal-Dragon
Tiki was busy. Very busy, as he always seemed to be. He never had much time for other people. He only really spoke to his adopted daughter Blu and her mate Gammon. Every now and again he'd converse with the newest addition to the Island Chain's population, Otto, but Tiki found him rather odd, fur instead of scales and feathers instead of leathery wing membranes.
The feeling was mutual as far as Otto was concerned. Otto preferred to keep to himself while he settled in, after all, he hadn't had time to build himself a nest in the Great Tree.
Tiki would often find Blu with her hatchlings and not far off would be Takoda. Takoda had been living on the Island Chain for as long as Tiki himself, they were close but Tiki would treat her the same as Blu or Gammon. For Tiki she was easy to approach and talk to but hard to understand. Tiki's pride of seeing other's below him unless proven otherwise getting in his way.
He hated that sometimes.
Tiki balanced on wind currents as he thought through th
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