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 Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 9:14 pm
Shaydra looked at the White dragon's retreating figure. "He really got freaked out. It's dangerous to expose himself like that."
Walking calmly out of the grove of trees, she lifted her wings, intending to follow for a while after the white. But the chains were heavy, and she had flown too far with them. She only made a few yards up when she ran out of energy and floated down into a tree.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 11:13 am
Tyros flew on for several minutes. Curiosity getting the best of him, he turns back towards were the other dragons were. Tyros wasn't stupid about it though. He wanted to learn if the dragons were good or evil.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 11:18 am
Falcor shrugged and walked back to his river, diving back in. He loved just swimming, it was always so peaceful. He jumped back onto the bank again and cleared the sky of clouds, sunning himself again.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 11:24 am
Tyros flew back towards the river, landing on the cliff just beside the waterfall. Wow! Theres an Imperial Dragon. And the silver dragon that scared me. And another dragon. A red one. Tyrso thinks as he lays down on the warm rockface to watch and learn.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 12:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 1:08 pm
A strong wind had sprung up, and he didn't have time to Shift to a better shape. He was too small and light. The wind hurled him toward the earth. He somersaulted over and over. All the sudden, he ran into something, falling over the cliff and into a river below.
*Uhhh, that hurt.*
He held his head in one paw, rubbing at it to get the headache to go away. As he did, he opened his eyes and looked up to the cliff. A stunned white dragon lay on the rocks.
*Oops, I guess I hit him.*
Right then, he noticed the lack of sound around him. He slowly looked around him. A group of dragons was standing there on the river banks. He lifted one hand, grinning sheepishly.
*Hi, sorry to interrupt you guys. *
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 1:13 pm
Falcor almost fainted with the sight of a white AND a gold dragon. He shook his head, spreading his mane out of his eye. Then he sat up on his hind legs and opened his eyes again. They were syill there. "What..?" He breathed.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 1:18 pm
Shaydra stared. A gold dragon...and a white dragon! Unbelievable.
It was silent. Then, clearing her throat with a short growl, Shaydra rustled her chains and said uncertainly, "Greetings, Sir Gold and Sir White. May I...help you?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 4:43 pm
The gold looked at them both, wondering what they were staring at. then he saw the chains binding the female.
*Oh, dear, hold those out for me.*
Without waiting for a response, he got out of the river and walked over, standing in front of her. He drew his claw tips across the surface of the metal, watching it bubble. The chains fell to the ground with a clang, the melted pieces smoking a little.
*There now, no creature should be chained. Especially one as pretty as you.*
Realizing what he had said, he quickly turned around, hiding the rising color in his cheeks.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 4:49 pm
Shaydra blinked and said uncertainly, "Thank you, sir Gold." Bowing, she said, "I am Shaydra Silversky. Thank you, sir." Twisting her legs, now free of chains, she added nervously, "Anybody have a spare pencil?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 5:41 pm
He reached by his side, his hand disappearing. The whole time, he was babbling an explanation and trying to force the blood from his face.
*I have a little pocket of Other-Space I keep with me, I store all kinds of things in here, anything you can think of that I might want or feel I might need.*
He pulled out a number two pencil, and handed it to the female.
*There you are Milady, and might I ask your name?*
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 5:48 pm
Taking the pencil, she said, "Sir, I am Shaydra Duske Silversky."
Suddenly, she stabbed her wing with the pencil, and a single drop of blood fell on the point. The pencil flashed brightly, blinding all of the dragons on the riverside. After the light dimmed, Shaydra held her pencil up, which was slightly glowing. She tucked it behind her ear.
"Perfect. Now, sir Gold, what title do you go by?" Shaydra said, looking at the gold and the white.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 6:56 pm
Falcor stood in awe. 'This is too weird.' He thought to himself. Walking slowly up to the gold, he waited for a responce.
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