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'Nymp couldn't help but feel like he was being watched
, and as he looked down, he found out that he was being watch
ed! Was he good or what? He sighd, moving back oward the ca
ves, though in no particular hurry, just floating down on those ev
er so common, down.drafts. And he landed in a bipedal stance,
clasping those wings infront of him as he moves closer to the o
ther 'dragon. He didn't know him, 'Nymp didn't know anyone exc
ept those he had grown up with--and those were few and far bet
ween years, they all had grown up and found mates, and made
families.
" Who be you? Iffen you be smart? "
Sooooooo, 'Nymp had his own type of communication,
but most of the time you could understand the tilt' in his 'langua
ge' or precision of words. He was smart, but he just didn't like t
o talk like a proper person, it just made him think that he might
someday want to be better than everyone else, and he knew he
wasn't and he wanted to be just like he was when he was a mer
e hatchling.
" I be Nymp. "
Small smile rose over his lips before he rose his 'hand'
for a greeting, maybe it was a gesture of shaking "hands"? He
didn't know, he had seen his father do it once, so he was trying
to be nice, considering all the grief he had been through in the p
ast few weeks. The death of his lover. Lois. He tried to look chip
per, but somehow the depression seeped from him.
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