Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27714417-20161211025307/@comment-31605619-20161212050710

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Magnus glanced down curiously, as he spotted another living thing haven taken to the skies, and he grew more curious as he recognized it as a dragon (Dusk). Usually dragons had bad attitudes, he reasoned, so the gryphon continued to circle, very slowly moving east, towards the river. However, as he was far too focused on making sure he was following his slow-going friends, who were slow only because of Sycamore insisted on taking his time, to notice his shadow, because of the angle of the sun, fell upon the dragon that was flying at a lower elevation.

Theodore and Sycamore continued to bicker endlessly, as Theodore shoved grass under Sycamore's cloven hooves, in an attempt to 'make him used to' stepping on plants and 'break' the Qilin of his conviction not to harm a living thing. Meanwhile, Sycamore was yelling angrily at him to stop, not falling for the Enfield's tricks one bit, though he did trip a few times in his attempt to avoid the tricks and also keep moving in the right direction.