Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27714417-20161123190735/@comment-27281349-20161126163728

"Oh um- Thanks? I'm not hungry, you can eat it." She smiled slightly, looking up at the black drake.

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Crimson followed the NightWing quietly, silent talonsteps, yet a loud mind. His long neck and broad head poked around a corner slightly, just enough to see and hear the two dragons, but not enough to be seen himself. ''Be damned NightWing, you think you can impress Cera with your pathetic hunt? Idiot.'' Heaver smoke flodded from his nostrils, a medium gray now.