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Looking up to the smith, Ashwing kept her gaze lingeirng for a while to get a good glimpse of the man. But, Alph seemed to think him trustworthy enough to entrust her to his care, and he was pretty unhappy with the egg thief, much like his partner. Taking one hesitant step and placing her tiny paw on his palm, she followed by quickly scuttling up the arm and setting herself much in the same place as before on Alph's shoulders. She may not have outgrown the others yet, but to say the least, Ashwing was fast on her feet.
Sighing in relief as said feet no longer needed to support her weight, she gave Zyloria an angry hiss for good measure, her eyes seeking the egg in her 'care' and fixating, not intending to let it out of her sight for one moment unless the urge to go to sleep overpowered her will.
Sighing in relief as said feet no longer needed to support her weight, she gave Zyloria an angry hiss for good measure, her eyes seeking the egg in her 'care' and fixating, not intending to let it out of her sight for one moment unless the urge to go to sleep overpowered her will.
New work, been kinda out of energy this week. I'll try to post today.
I pledge my undying support for the provider of food porn.
@Suku Gochuumon wa usagi desu ka?
I have greater skill doing my own illustrations than putting something that good together in that blasted thing xD
Why are none of you paying any attention to the survivor that's stuck in the barrel?
Because HE CAN NOT BE SEEN. If he would stand up please?
The situation somewhat defused, Ashwing sighed her worries out. She wished her jaws and vocal cords could give her a voice the woman would understand, because the dragoness oh so longed to tell her exactly what she thought about her. The only thing that saved Zyloria from having an angry bag of orange and ashen scales hanging from her throat by the jaws was the fact that she didn't threaten Alphonse.
It seemed that she would not give the egg up, but she wouldn't be going away with it unwatched either. Ashwing could accept that - for now. When the topic of the conversation changed to food, the little dragon's eyes lit up and stomach growled. She passed Alph an image of herself sitting on top of a small mountain of fish skeletons. Then she thought for a moment and sent over much the same image, only instead of the pile there was a human skeleton dressed in tattered remains of the same clothing Zyloria worn. No woman, no problem... And no hunger. Ashwing thought to herself, editing her earlier statement.
Hobbling over to the smith as Alph said, she realized how tired this small exchange made her. Angered at her own powerlessness, she sat down next to the smith's feet and silently fumed, waiting for either group to start moving.
It seemed that she would not give the egg up, but she wouldn't be going away with it unwatched either. Ashwing could accept that - for now. When the topic of the conversation changed to food, the little dragon's eyes lit up and stomach growled. She passed Alph an image of herself sitting on top of a small mountain of fish skeletons. Then she thought for a moment and sent over much the same image, only instead of the pile there was a human skeleton dressed in tattered remains of the same clothing Zyloria worn. No woman, no problem... And no hunger. Ashwing thought to herself, editing her earlier statement.
Hobbling over to the smith as Alph said, she realized how tired this small exchange made her. Angered at her own powerlessness, she sat down next to the smith's feet and silently fumed, waiting for either group to start moving.
Hearing the heavy thumps on the stairs, Nightscream looked back at the door. It didn't look like Sklog was going to try and extinguish her spark again, making her somewhat more relaxed. "You did keep a flight capable mode, right?" she inquired, seeing some changes to his chassis has happened since she last laid optics on the former dinobot.
Leaping into the air she transformed, engines revving up. "If not hop on, but let's not make a habit of this! And if you say you're afraid of flying you're losing your brawler card!" the seeker said jokingly. Pulling up a navigation widgets, she looked at the map and found the spot where Prime's mobile tomb landed.
Could they send Megatron too? That would be a great relief.
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I hope you are all right, Brother.
As soon as Sklog decided whether he needed or wanted her help or not, Nightscream blasted off and headed for the Autobots.
Leaping into the air she transformed, engines revving up. "If not hop on, but let's not make a habit of this! And if you say you're afraid of flying you're losing your brawler card!" the seeker said jokingly. Pulling up a navigation widgets, she looked at the map and found the spot where Prime's mobile tomb landed.
Could they send Megatron too? That would be a great relief.
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I hope you are all right, Brother.
As soon as Sklog decided whether he needed or wanted her help or not, Nightscream blasted off and headed for the Autobots.
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