The flame burns bright tonight :: open, Gypsy gets a pet?

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    [justify] The dragon had finished cleaning and mending her statue. Well, the statue of her as a human. It was back to how it had once bee. The girl then turned her attention to the temples. Setting to work on one of them. She would be working forever to fix them. Oh well. The girl soon heard something ant turned around. A purple squirrel stood on the ground behind her. The tiny beast was watching her until it decided to climb on the huge dragons head. Blinking, she tilts her head and smiles. Well, she had a pet now.


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    [hr][color=#C5CBDF]Sutton didn't really understand Gypsymoon's obsession with fixing up the temples- they were ruins. You could clear the dust and stabilize cave ins, but the tigress saw no way they could ever be fully restored. Although, if it kept the dragon happy and the camp clean, the pharaoh wouldn't complain. She'd just gotten back from a hunt, dragging some kind of deer along with her and beginning to feast on it until Gypsy came into view, with some kind of purple thing on her head.
    Squinting against the harsh glare of the sun, Sutton swore it looked like a squirrel. But why was it purple? "That's a weird looking rodent." She said simply, tilting her head to one side.

    [justify]The dragon goddess turned her gaze to the leader as she lay there. Dipping her head in greeting. "He is, isn't he? I have no idea why he is purple, but he joined me while I was working. I was cleaning the temple and trying to fix the walls when he appears." She mused as she slithered over and curled up to talk with Sutton.


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    Lily had been drawn by the scent of a snack. Or, as she liked to think of it, second lunch. Following her nose to where Sutton and Gypsymoon lounged with a deer between them, she gave both a quick smile before taking a large bite of the food. As always, no permission was asked for, but she was polite enough to give a nod to the Pharaoh and mew, "Good catch!" And, it was fresh, which made it even better. Swallowing and licking her lips, she looked towards Gypsymoon to ask how her day had gone, but the words died in her throat. What was that? It was purple! Could she eat it? No, no, if it was just resting on the dragon's head, it must be a pet of some sort. "Purple?" was all she asked, much as Sutton had before she had come.

    Maggie was trotting over happily, having seen the small gathering, when she saw the dead deer. She stopped in her tracks and puked. She gave a weak smile, then turned around, retreating into the bushes, her day ruined. She tried to cheer up, but her stomach still churned. Swallowing another wave, she came back out, looking very sick. "Hey.." she bleated, not sounding cheery at all. "What are you going to name him?" she asked, feeling a little dizzy.