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Post by MIRA ?! on Jan 24, 2011 20:41:24 GMT -5
 xx Why the hell was he there? Benjamin shook his head, running a tanned hand through his tousled deep chocolate hair. It was bright and hot and too far of a hike. The Russian boy sighed, stomping moodily through the sand, having traveled too far to turn around empty handed. He knew all about the bonds of the island, knew all about the dragons. He would get one, a strong and powerful fire dragon. Ben knew his Bonded was there, after all, what dragon wouldn't jump at the opportunity to be his?
Come out, come out and don't be shy...
xx He purred, stopping at the nest raised up in the sand. There were remains of jeweled eggs littering the nest. There were only a few eggs left and the boy frowned. His would be in there. It must be! Ben growled and sat down, plopping harshly in the sand before the nest. Her rested his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. After he got his dragon they would have to get out of that desert. It was killing him. Anyway, he wanted some time to play with the townspeople, maybe even wander into the fire alliance, since that was his gift.
I know you want to come out...
xx The Russian said, not feeling the least bit strange talking to a nest of rainbow eggs. He knew his dragon was there, listening, being stubborn. He groaned, shaking his head again and leaning back, laying in the sand. Ben stared up at the blue sky through darkly tinted sunglasses, a sneer on his lips. He was angry now, impatient at his dragon, though he tried to push it down. If anything, he would have to care for this extension of himself. His dragon would be the closest thing to him. He would have to adjust to it.
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Post by SUBMARiNE" on Jan 24, 2011 22:02:47 GMT -5
Clicky hereClick.... click.... click.... click.... Inside, the noise persisted. Click....click....click....click... Small claws tapped against the fiery red walls of the oval rock. Just pending the moment he would be let free. click...click... Tingles gathered in his legs, making him want to move as much as possible. He needed to get them out. They Hurt! wrestling with himself suddenly, the small Reaper suddenly thrashed at his shell till it broke and he plopped out clumsily. His leg was still tingling rapidly. "Make it stop! I don't like this at all!" Wildly, he began shaking his foot in a little dance. Male Reaper small
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Post by MIRA ?! on Jan 26, 2011 14:52:39 GMT -5
xx The impatience and anger was replaced by amusement and slight excitement as a subtle ticking sound drifted to the boy in the sand. He sat upright swiftly, peering through the tinted glass at the nest. One of the eggs, a ruby colored one, was shaking as though the very core of it had become alive. I suppose in a sense, it did... Ben thought, leaning forward enthusiastically, glad that his dragon had decided to finally make and appearance. It wasn't a slow process, apparently once the dragon had decided to come out, it had found within itself the strength to pop the egg open. And out it came, falling in a heap and shaking and dancing.
Make it stop! The little feminine voice cried and Ben just frowned down at her, an eyebrow raised above the lens of his sunglasses. Make what stop?
The dragon froze at his voice, turning a black and white head to peer at him. It was as if she had forgotten her previous thoughts as she scrambled up to him, leaping into his lap. The boy looked down at her, a slight frown on his lips. She was a common reaper, and small at that, not quite his order. He had hoped for something larger or faster, but at least she looked the part. He admired her ruby red scales that mixed intricately with black and red. The Russian patted her head lightly.
Benjamin? The inquisitive female voice asked, echoing slightly in his head. He tilted his head down to acknowledge her.
What is it? The dragon sneered a bit at his rudeness but went on, flicking her tail slightly and nudging his chest.
If I so could, I have a name in mind.
[/i] Ben nodded, glad that she could name herself because he had come up blank when he thought about it. She seemed to understand that, though he knew she wasn't terribly thrilled with him. Nihia[/i] Ben thought that over for a moment and nodded slightly to her, standing up with the ruby-red dragon in his arms. Then that's your name, Nihia.---------- benjamin hayden stephens complete yes it was supposed to be a female dragon, i didn't just randomly change the gender xD[/color][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font] |
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Post by SUBMARiNE" on Jan 27, 2011 10:37:43 GMT -5
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