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 Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:01 pm
*He nods*
I'm looking, I'm looking!
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:06 pm
She grins at him and has him fly to the cave entrance. "Wike box?"
she asks as he sets her down on the top of a small boulder.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:11 pm
*He nods*
I do....quite a lot.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:20 pm
She plops down right there on the rock and curls up with a grin. "I wike box, too..." she mutters closing her eyes.
Luciel looks at her. "Luna... Luna... wake up... what's wrong with ye... LUna... don't go to sleep like that... I don't know where we are... Luna...."
He looks around worriedly seeking a way out but senses none and the tiny dragon is out cold.
**yep... box went shut behind her.... and she is plum tuckered out... **
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:23 pm
*Luciel curls around her, hoping to keep her warm*
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:32 pm
Unlike some dragons, Luciel has never truly lived in the wild and every bird call, no matter how innocent catches his ear instantly. He cannot seem to rest, doesn't know where he is, and has no idea as to how safe an area they might be in. It couldn't be too bad of an area. Lyssan and Kerobian made this box for Luna and linked it to here. It had to be somewhat safe. But the unknown keeps him on his toes. And he wonders when the others will come looking for them.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:39 pm
*Luciel wraps around her tighter, worried sick*
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:44 pm
An hour later Luna wakes up with a yawn. "Go fiwshin..." she asks hopefully, tickling him under the chin with the tip of her tail.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:46 pm
*Luciel nods*
If you want to go fishing, we shall go.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:55 pm
Before he can stop her, she hops down from the rock, landing off balance. Her tiny face scrunches up a bit in pain, then she's off running for the water.
"Fiwshin'!" she cries diving in. Obviously the wing doesn't seem to be hampering her very much in the water, though she still favors it as she twists and turns.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 7:02 pm
*He dives in with her, helping her fish*
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 7:10 pm
Because of her injury, she's slower than usual but she still manages to catch one fairly good sized bass that she clumsily drags up out of the water. Close to it's edge she begins to tear into it hungrily, but it makes Luciel cringe as he realizes she is eating it and it is still alive.
"Here..." he offers coming up onto the shore with her. He takes the fish and hits it hard against a rock, killing it instantly , and hands it back.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 7:14 pm
*Luciel then proceeds to give her a quick lecture*
You should always kill something before you eat it...to spare it pain. How would you like it if you were a fish, and someone pulled you out of the water and started eating you alive?
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 7:18 pm
She hangs her head. "I sowwy...." she toes the fish cautiously and looks at him. "Ken eat now?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 7:23 pm
*Luciel nods*
Yep...it's dead.
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