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Post by ShadowReine on May 21, 2009 20:24:05 GMT -5
I will catch a Queen one day
Gwenduinne did not have the heart to actually remind the very small dragon next to her of the two obstacles to that goal...the first being that he was smaller than the smallest of Nyocia's greens. The second, of course, was that even if Tyrth did catch a female, he would have absolutely no clue what to do with her.
His desire to chase came not out of lust, which was an alien emotion to the white dragon, but arrogance and an insistence that he could do anything any other dragon could do.
Instead, thus, she just patted him on the shoulder.
Somebody's coming.
Gwen glanced around, unable to immediately see who her dragon had noticed or sensed. The white did pay attention to people, but he had shown no sign of Search sense. At least not yet. But he was lifting on his haunches to try and see who was there, and she could not help but grin a bit.
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