Woodheart waited in the mouth of a cave, hoping to find some friends. His brown hide and white, glistening claws shone in the sun rays. "Anybody there?" he calls out.
Woodheart looking for friends! (OPEN)
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A large male dragon flapped his wings furiously in the sky, thudding the air with his heavy wings, and flew over a cave, too busy with his flying to notice the brown and white dragon below.
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"Woah!" Woodheart yells as the massive dragon flew down to him.
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He glances over his shoulder of his wing to see the other dragon approaching him, and he tries to slow his pace to a glide, but finds it difficult. His scales are a pure white, and his larger scales and horns are a light brown. He snorts and growls a little, not liking company very much.
Looks like:
[img width=505 height=378]http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs7…proto_drake_by_Terjis.jpg[/img]
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Woodheart sees the white dragon growl. He backs away.
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His massive thick wings started to tire, and he glided downward, until he back-winged furiously to a halt on the pine forest floor. But the dragon uses his wings as a second pair of legs! He walked a little, using his wings to hold the front part of his body up.
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Woodheart backed farther away into the cave, being cautious for this visitor didn't seem to like company that much.
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The large dragon sniffed the air, and began to walk towards the Dragon's lair, but he did not make a sound of aggresion.
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"Hi, what's your name? I'm Woodheart." the brown dragon says happily to the white dragon.
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The bulky dragon grinned, but his teeth were already visible,
" Hello.. Rrgh-hrrr... I'm Strongheart. "
His bowed, lifting one wing and waved it back on his back, and dipped his head into a kneel.
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"Hello, Strongheart." Woodheart replies back, he bows in respect.
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Strongheart lowerd his huge wing back on the ground,
" So, you lived here long? I come from the North.. Hrrr... Your air here is too... Still. "
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"Yes, I lived here when I was a wyrmling." Woodheart replies.
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Strong heart made a hmm nose, then nodded,
" In the North the air is much stronger, it helps me to fly much easier... "
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"Well you're used to it and not the air here. The North air might not be for me, but this air is." Woodheart says.