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Post by shadowreine on Dec 31, 2011 12:48:45 GMT -5
When you are Impressed to a dragon which, though small, has the brightest and most garish coloration imaginable, it's hard to avoid people.
That was why M'kar had come out to a quiet beach, where he thought he and Fioreth would not be disturbed.
He watched as the fire dragon plunged into the water...which he liked. Ironically, he did not like fire, hated dealing with firestone. Well, there were quirks to every dragon. He'd heard that J'tor's Bonjouth had had to be coaxed into *flying*.
Which seemed rather unimaginable. Dragons were born to fly. That was why, after all, they had wings.
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