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Wait, what do you mean it's not going to be a good day? We get straight into the action???
 
Meet each other, learn like one thing in chosen school, [REDACTED] happens. Mostly plot - action is a good way to start an RP that lasts.
 
Alright, sounds good. I'm just nervous as to what [REDACTED] is...
 
Lol they don’t have a terribly bad backstory. But they’re a runt and they have bad anxiety so they were picked on a lot
 
BlackDove said:
Eyes look like that:
Prelude to my first post lol

Rp Dragon Post



Miea woke to the soft push and pull sounds of water lapping at the edges of their cave. Midnight eyes slowly blinked double lids- once, twice- and then let out a low putring yawn, teeth sliding slowly out of black gums before lazily retreating from whence they came. A quick flutter and pull of tense wing muscles had another low purr shimmering through the air, glow worms blinking into existence at the sound in sweet hello.



With their topmost eyes they blinked slow and lovingly at the gooey friends that hung above them; attached to the dark slowly dripping walls of blue, green and grey. All lit in a faint glow from the moon pool that lay just slightly down from the slowly waking dragon. It’s pool glowing with teaming jellyfish, small fish of various species and cleaning crustaceans that helped to keep their home clean.



The hard rocky edges alone would have made the den seem more like a cave of horror if not for the ethereal glow that hummed from the lithe dragon and surrounding flora.



The lush plants that rested in their beds closest to the waters edge seemed to visibly perk up as their tender slowly lumbered onto four legs, gave themselves a slowly shake; the soft fur of their mane puffing up and a few old stinging nettles dropped loose.



Miea glided over to their flora and gave each herb, fungus, algae and flower a loving sniff.

Idly they began cleaning and weeding their garden with short delicate snips of their narrow snout, a long tail occasionally coming up to take away the debris gathered from the grooming and tossing it neatly in the compost hole.



Said compost was a particularly pleasing invention that Miea had made. And perhaps one of their most proudest accomplishments and what lead them down the path to tinkering.

Although at first fairly modest, a measly copper bin placed into a holder cut into the den floor, surrounded by cooling healing water to help promote optimal fertilizer; now however as the years grew, so did their love for inventing and thus the well loved compost bin, now with tossing capabilities and various tubes leading to the compost to suction off the melted fertilizer and others to liquify and purify the mixture once ready.



‘Ah, but that’s how all things start…’



They thought with a small chirp,

‘All life begins with simplicity.’



And a warmth swum thought their body at the thought.

Quelling the slowly rising anxiety about todays future endeavors.



‘I am like that…simple for now, but still growing..’



They thought, taking several deep breathes through their slim nostrils and letting out a wave of cool dewy air out of their narrow maw: The thought repeating like a mantra.



Anxiety wasn’t something new to Miea, in fact, they were certian their very egg had trembled with nerves upon being laid. Internally crying about being removed from the safety of their birther before they were ready!



The silly thought helped bring a high picked chuff from the now shaking dragon; slowly their nerves calmed and all eight claws gently trailed over their precious floral.



‘Right. Today…today is going to be a good day. There’s nothing to fear.’



They reassured themselves mentally as they went about gathering their harness and saddle bags and slipping them on.

The deep grey and lilac material shimmered as they slipped it on and buckled it over their chest with shaky claws and thumbs.



With quick efficiency, they gathered their books into the saddle bags and their well worn and polished tool kit tucked neatly into the front breast pocket.



As their eyes swept the room one last time, midnight starry orbs fell on a small plethora of potions neatly arranged on natural shelving in the dense cave.



Miea paused. Eyes lingering on a particular light pink liquid that swirled thickly and invitingly with hints of shimmery silver.



They turned away. Slinking resolutely to the edge of the moonpool.



‘No. Today is going to be a GOOD day. I…I can do this. I got this. It’s going to be ok.’



With a deep breath they slipped soundlessly into the depths



“Please…be a good day.”



It was not a good day.
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Wooh, that's a lot of enters
 
T Takka by the way, the dragonets have caretakers instead of parents - basically dragons interested in any given dragonet.

P.S. The 'is he doing... Yoga?' absolutely killed me.
 
On second thought, she is a basilisk and not entirely a traditional dragonet. Parentage would be relatively obvious...

I guess it's up to you on this one.
 
Uh... maybe. I'm kinda busy this holiday season so I might not make it work.
 
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