Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27714417-20161123190735/@comment-31605619-20161126034923

Quetzal was happy to have another Rainwing, someone she could count on to be friendly, next to her, and muttered a small hello. She offered a half-smile to Migraine as he nodded at her. She pulled out her reed pipes that she had grabbed, and played a few crisp, quiet notes. She had indeed played this before, and though it was probably a more tricky instrument for most dragons she found that she was quite good at it.

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Sleet glanced up at Twilightwish, narrowing his obsidian eyes as he saw her coming closer, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he focused his gaze intently back on the harp, obviously focusing hard as his snout wrinkled slightly in a quirky sort of way, and his eyes narrowed in concentration, for once not in anger. He was placed his talons gently on each string but not actually playing notes, as if practicing more by memory than by the music.

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Doombringer casually listened to the minds of the students around him, rather than listening to the teacher drone on. It wasn't that he wanted to invade others' heads- he was just used to doing that and didn't think of it that way. Also, he was bored.