Childish Playfulness [private]

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    "Oi! Where're you off to, you fat lizard?" Tympus called irritably, watching as Nymphia gave him a teasing glance before trotting away. The dragon didn't run very fast, only fast enough that Tympus would have to put effort in if he wanted to catch up. The sea otter gave a slightly amused but also annoyed sigh and gave chase. Typically he walked on only his back legs, but as he wanted speed, he brought his forelegs to the ground and dashed after his reptilian companion. Eventually he caught up and put his strength into a bounce, hopping into the air and landing on her back. He slipped on her smooth scales but she caught him with her wings, supporting him as he got situated upon her back. Then she slowed, turning and walking back the other way. Tympus was panting from the sprint. "Just gotta make me run after ya like that, eh?" He asked between rugged breaths, turning over so he was lying down face up atop his dragon mount, slowly catching his breath.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:125%; width:350px; margin-top: -5px;]Cam was on her usual prowl for adventure when she stumbled across the two. "Hey!" She cried out with a large grin, looking over them with an excited expression. "Tympus and Nymphia, right?" She remembered them from when they joined. Scurrying up, she'd attempt to gently prod the side of the dragon.


    /rushed

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    "Hm?" Tympus's rounded ears perked and he slipped off of his friend's back, landing safely on his paws with a gentle thud. The otter then stood up on his hind legs, studying the kitten. "Ah, yeah, I remember you. Greeted me and Nymphy at the border, yeah?" He asked in clarification, stretching his arms lazily. He recognized her face, but her name had slipped his mind. Then his eyes glinted. "Mm... You're name's Camerakit, right?" He shook his brown and white head. "Or somethin' like that." Nymphia snorted at his attitude and offered the young female a smile, lowering herself down to the ground so she didn't have as much of a height difference. She didn't want to appear intimidating, when really she was just a playful young mass of scales with wings.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:125%; width:350px; margin-top: -5px;]"Or something like that?" She echoed, looking slightly insulted. She thought she was pretty memorable. "Well. You can call me Cam." Raising a paw, she'd scurry forward, attempting to gently bop Nymphia's nose. "An - ee - ways, do you fly together? Is it fun?" She once had almost flown of Icarus's back - except that he thought it was too dangerous and thus he just walked around. It was a pretty good experience, anyway. But she still hadn't flown yet, and she wanted to.

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    Tympus snorted. "Then Cam it is."
    Nymphia bopped her lightly back, then gave an excited nod at Camerakit's question. She spread her wings wide and did a hop in the air, demonstrating. Tympus gave a chuckle at her attempt to explain. He spoke for her, "Yeah, we fly together all the time. It is pretty fun, havin' the wind blowin' through yer fur, and getting to see the lands from above." He shook his head softly. "Not many get to experience it, I feel lucky." Then Nymphia gave him a rough nudge, rumbling at him, sounding offended. Tympus sighed and patted her smooth head, smiling. "Yes, with the best dragon in the world. I wouldn't rather have anyone than Nymphy at my side. Same for you, eh, you scaly fool?" She scowled at his name-calling, then drew herself up, holding her head high and proud before giving an overly dramatic nod, eliciting an eye-roll from the sea otter.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:125%; width:350px; margin-top: -5px;]"Heey," Cam would say, giving Tympus a wide-eyed expression. "what're you calling her a scaly fool for? That's not very nice." She hadn't experienced affectionate teasing before - the farthest she had gotten to teasing at all was having her siblings and mother pretend they didn't know her at meet-and-greets.

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    The otter laughed. "I'm only kiddin'. We push each other around like that all the time," he explained, as the young feline had made it clear she was unfamiliar with the thought of light-heartedly pushing someone around in such a manner. Nymphia nodded, wondering what the kit's history was like, blue eyes glittering warmly. "I call her an idiot just as much as she calls me mean and worthless, but it's all in good fun. Eh, Nymphy?" Nymphia gave a vigorous nod, eager to emphasize the point that they had a very strong bond. She didn't want Cam to get the wrong idea, after all, that perhaps they weren't all that close. "So, what've you been up to, lil' kit?" He asked, shifting the topic. He had a bad habit of calling everyone rude names. Such as calling Nymphia a fat old lizard.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:125%; width:350px; margin-top: -5px;]Looking skeptical for a few more moments, she let out a little sigh, then plopped to her bottom. "The usual. Trotting around. Thinking. Not much. You?" Wrapping her tail around her paws, she tucked in her chin, feeling self-conscious.

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    Before Tympus could even open his mouth to respond, Nymphia took over, attempting to explain through actions since she lacked the ability of speech. She flopped over onto her side and then rolled over onto her back, closing her eyes and fabricating a snoring sound in her throat. Then she opened her deep blue eyes again to peer at Cam, head tilted, legs still hanging in the air and wings spread out underneath her. Tympus watched her with an amused expression. "What the mentally challenged lizard is trying to say is--!" He was cut off as Nymphia swatted at him with her wing, knocking him to the ground. "Oi! What the f**k was that for?!" He exclaimed as he sat up, ears flattened back against his head grumpily, receiving only a laugh-like growl in response.