Posts by ardentwarfare.

The real question is where I should drop this mofo

Kukulkan wasn't sure what he was looking for. Just somewhere to rest, really. He had come from Central America in search of some adventure, or something new. Just to get out of that wretched place already. Everyone thought he was some kind of god, and while it was nice and all, he was just the average feathered-dragon-snake creature. After flying throughout the skies and through the forests for what seemed like weeks, he finally came across a borderline, which marked civilization. What kind of civilization? Well, Kukulkan would need to find out, now wouldn't he. Stopping just about the border, the dragon dove down and landed on the ground, coiling himself up and resting for a moment. He wouldn't be intrusive and cross the border just yet. Instead, the dragon would wait to see if perhaps someone would find him out there all alone and bring him into their establishment.

The dragon sighed heavily, still coiled up as the female began to scream at him for seemingly no reason. Kukulkan was about to turn around, turn back, screw this place. But he didn't know how far he would have to travel to get to another civilized location. Keeping his body wound in a coil, Kukulkan moved his head to face the offender. "I am Kukulkan. I ssssseek shelter." Hissed the breathy voice of the reptilian, narrowing his eyes at the female. This was probably going to be rough.

:U

Turn and run while you still can. Kukulkan sighed deeply as he uncoiled himself just slightly. He was beginning to realize why they were moving to an asylum. Perhaps he'd stick around for a bit to see how that would play out. "I sssssuppose I will join, Anarchissssstpaw." Hissed the reptilian voice of the serpentine dragon. "However, are you quite alright? You are yelling quite a bit." He grumbled, looking around a bit and murmuring nothingness under his breath. It's all you have. Just hang on for a bit. He supposed he would have to, at this point.

what makes her a soccer mom tho?
She has to rush donuts to her 10 year old's big little league tournament?

"You mean there are people louder than you here?" Hissed the raspy voice of the dragon, a distressed look covering his face. What did they do in a conversation? Light a bomb and take turns trying to speak over the explosion? Urgh. Kukulkan grumbled a bit.

Track

//Oh no it is XD

Well, that was certainly a turn of events. Kukulkan nodded to Pastelkit. "Yesss hello Passsstelkit. A pleasssure." He hissed, smiling slightly as the female arrived. Someone with some sense. Finally. He then turned his head to face Hollywood. "Hello Hollywood, thank you. A pleassssure." Came the breathy voice of the snake-like feathered dragon, chuckling slightly at Hollywood's threats. As much as he disliked the loudness, they didn't seem like a bad bunch to stay with for a bit.

//Omg this clan is straight up just a congregation of all my friends

Kukulkan dipped his head as yet another kind soul welcomed him. "Greetingssss Ichiigo. A pleasssure." Hissed the raspy voice of the dragon. It would appear that the one loud creature was an anomaly and that most of the creatures in this establishment were fairly kind. Good.

Kukulkan flew over to the meet and greet, coiling himself up on the ground. "I am Kukulkan." Hissed the breathy voice of the dragon, drawing out each syllable of his sentence to create a kind of dramatic effect.

Kukulkan remembered Anarchistpaw telling him something about moving to an asylum, so he assumed this is what was going on as the pack of Phantomclanners moved towards an unknown location. The dragon flew above the others, observing the area around the caravan to spot assailants should they be attacked. The wind was cool up int he air. Not too high, but not low on the ground either.

//crashes through the ceiling

Hi
Hello

HI HI HI

Kukulkan flew in from afar, coiling up on the ground in front of Constellationdreamer in one fluid motion. "Thank you for the invitation. My leader will be here very sssssoon to acccccept or deny thisssss." Hissed the breathy voice of the feathered dragon. A bonfire, huh? Perhaps Kukulkan would attend. He needed to get out and about to survey the area. He didn't even truly know where he was right now, aside from the fact that it is called Phantomclan.

trackalacka

Kukulkan flew overhead, watching the scene go down. He didn't know who most of them were, save for Ichiigo, so the feathered deity wouldn't get involved just yet.

yAnG <333

/blows one of those party things that extend when you blow on them
\O/

Kukulkan nodded to these new fellows. "Hello Taikan. A pleasssssure." Said the feathered dragon before turning to face Nowa. "It is a pleassssure, Nowa. Yes, some call me a dragon." Replied the breathy voice of Kuklkan as he grinned slightly to them.