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 Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2009 10:50 pm
N'ron gave a brief chuckle for that, but it was somewhat grim. Truth be told, it was annoying about the food. But he'd been treated to worse before, and the concept of it was rather interesting, what with rebellious children running about. Well. So long as they weren't poisoning them all, he didn't mind eating a little burnt meat and bread. Amusement usually did have its costs.
"I don't believe you." He'd drawl, winking. "And how did your dragon take to this gift of yours? If I may ask."
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Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2009 11:17 pm
Tearing off a chunk of roll with his fingertips, A'dan popped it into his mouth. At least this one, while a bit too brown on the outside, seemed to be decently fluffy on the inside. Some that he'd had in prior days had been burnt black on the outside and practically dough on the inside, and those had been quite sad. Not that A'dan was terribly picky, but it would help, he thought, if dinner was at least moderately edible.
"Sigranth? Oh, he wasn't pleased in the slightest," chuckled the bronzerider, sipping at a cup of juice with a sigh. "Believe what you will, but I distinctly recall him threatening to eat the little creature if he didn't stop wailing or I didn't feed him, one."
At that, it seemed Seabird gave a disgruntled little chirp, forked tongue flicking out to smooth over one little forepaw, and then over his face, almost prissily.
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