fuilscales | [testdrive!!!]

[testdrive!!!]

1. You're wandering some woodsy mountain areas alone and maybe you get lost or hurt or some such. Next thing you know, you're set up in a little camp with a fire going, it's dark, it's pretty damn cold, and there's a guy definitely not dressed for the weather in just a long, loose tunic and trousers, with long black hair tied back in a low ponytail. I mean, that's probably because you're wearing his winter cloak as a blanket, but.

2. MAN WOULDN'T IT BE COOL TO SEE A DRAGON. They're pretty rare nowadays, but hey, look, there's one sleepily sunning itself on a pile of rocks like a big dumb lizard. It's pretty, if a bit small at maybe the side of a draft horse, all sleek black scales with some iridescence when the light hits it just so, its nearly opaque webbed wings spread out to soak up the warmth. Those're some sharp teeth and claws though, huh.

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3. ???? hit me baby

P.S. IF YOU CAN DETECT MAGIC OR MEDICAL STUFF OR SOME SHIT lemme know in comments

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[ today, there is a small blue fluff heading back into his territory, hefting a basket like half her size and looking enormously pleased with herself ]

[ she'll find him pretty easily-- the sounds of something large coughing is noticeable enough deeper within the forest. it does quiet as she approaches, though, and from the shadows of the trees you can just make out the squinted yellow eyes staring at you.

that then widen and relax, as they stand up and step forward, barely making any noise on the pine needle-covered earth. ]

Oh, hello again.

[ ...she does have to stop and take a moment to compose herself as she hears the coughing. it's— nothing, probably, but it's also just soon enough after ~~her mother's~~ ~~her creator's~~ the doctor's hospitalization to give her an unpleasant jolt.

it's fine, though. she's fine, he's fine, everything's fine. she waves the basket cheerily at him ]

Good afternoon! I brought lunch.