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Tails and Ears

@SomethingClever
The fox boy had walked over to her and posed a question. Something she was trying to avoid by avoiding people.

The question sounded odd, but being lost and confused she didn't exactly fit the puzzel together. He restated it a second later. Seemily realising something.
"I mean't would you like to go outside and walk around... With me"

Noticing the last part she semi looked in her papers. One to hide the fact a boy was interested in her. Two to actually check her schedule and the time.

Pulling out the dreaded schedule it said she had time. Maybe this boy could actually find his way about. Which would benefit her so why not. No harm in making friends.

"Sure. Do you happen to know the way around here do you? I got quite lost just getting here."

Tails and Ears

@SomethingClever

I'm waiting for you actually.

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

Finding a sharp pain on her shoulders and her wings. As he launched she fell forwards barely catching her self too not injury anything more. Most of the crowds had left in fright, the creature scared them away. None cared for the Fae, many creatures finding the tricksy nature of her kind to be appalling. The toxins carried in her wings dripping slightly out of the small tears in them. Stumbling to get upwards again, Delsa, as few new her name to be was pained. Not by the fact her wings were torn and pained to be used. They would heal.

It was the dread that now her one defense was leaking a visible trail behind her. Though toxic it would lead back to her. And the fact she lived above a giant cave. Which required her to fly up to the entrance. Fly as in using her wings. The wings which some creature had harmed the use of. Thats creature... she was gonna have a fun time when she found her dragon.

Dragon Blood! My dragon went missing. Hell tonights gonna be fun.

She thought stabling trying to gather a sense of direction with her head spinning. Round and round her vision went. A tree caught her vision. Someplace to regather her sense of direction under at least. A wave of exhaustion swept over, her body trying to hard to repair her wings quickly. Stumbling to gather her senses she almost crashed into the tree, sinking lower, than resting against it. Her eyes flickering to stay open with ever passing second. Her hand reached for her shoulder. The hardening blood sticking to her fingers. A sigh escaped her lips. Loud enough only to be heard close by as her eyes flicked closed breathing lightening. the restful science falling over her body. @MrStitches

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@MrStitches
Its fine. I hadn't got my best work in the last day.

Plus sport injury. Yay for floor burns in basketball. Still made that shot though.

Ill have a post up tonight. You post when you can. K?

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

@MrStitches so him doing the backboard menuever would have cut her wings. So he'll have to live with it till she heals. Muaha

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Post will be up hopefully by 6 or so.@MrStitches

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Sounds good. I would have been up but I had a game yesterday

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Well its up! probably not magnificent but it will do.

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

Like the warmth that surrounded the area, the sleep that cascaded the young faerie like creature was washed away in a burst of cold air. Something disturbing for the usually warmth provided in her cave by the fiery beast who lives below her outcropping. Being a creature of plant reliance cold weather held a grudge in her system. But just as the cold air came it left, leaving the female awake, though weary of travel, at night. The faint reflected moonlight allowed glances at her appearance.

The sharp cured tips too her wings glinting in the small cave allowing for a more colorful description. Below the points her wings, colored like a open flame, served as a warning. Beware. I am Poisonous It cried. The poison a neurotoxin, flexing and relaxing muscles in random sequences. A risk not many will take for a snack. Her visible skin was pale in turn with some of her hair. Knee's, elbows and wrists faded between light outlines of scales to full on grey scaling. Covering her frame was a cotton-cloth, jumper like piece. Held at proper place by a skinned leather belt. At last her locks, as she still being awake, would have found themselves being moved about. Jet black is the color of most them, brilliant red to orange flavored some stands. These went down about a little while away from her shoulders. Currently being pushed aside out of her vision.

A ray of light had first struck her face causing the energy filled creature be startled awake. Passively looking out from the entrance to the cave where she had slept. Though uncommon, her species usually shared land and territory with large dragons. From misleading enemies to just keeping them company, it was a symbiotic relationship. Nothing less nothing more. Yet as the Fae woke, no bellowing came from below. In fact, being carefully sneaky she had found no dragon to be asleep below. None had returned in the morning either. Yet though maybe she had lost track of time, breeding season came before she realized it. Many options where there to why she had no dragon below.

Deciding to look for a new spot to spend her day, her usual meadow filled with the ungrateful offspring of watchful parents, she set off. Not fearing that which would do her harm, as why would they waste the effort. Meat on her bones would be slim, and the good meat which would be eaten would have been laced toxins. The things that would enjoying using her as a meal, fast asleep in their own caves, only out at night.

Stretching out her legs only flying when needed to get from one island to the next. If the dragon didn’t return she could be in danger. But to get her mind off that she went to a dryer part of an island. Maybe it would be peaceful.@MrStitches

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Yeah... Keep hoping.

I'm pretty sure the ending will suck. Tried to fit a description in it too.