Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
The dragon smiles. "Thint, Vessel of the Curious Beast, Harbinger of Knowledge, and youngest of the three Dragons of the South. The list goes on, but I don't want to bore you, Felicity that's it."
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
The dragon smiles. "Thint, Vessel of the Curious Beast, Harbinger of Knowledge, and youngest of the three Dragons of the South. The list goes on, but I don't want to bore you, Felicity that's it."
"Thint. I like that name. I like you" she grins and nods, more hair falling into her face
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
The dragon smiles. "Thint, Vessel of the Curious Beast, Harbinger of Knowledge, and youngest of the three Dragons of the South. The list goes on, but I don't want to bore you, Felicity that's it."
"Thint. I like that name. I like you" she grins and nods, more hair falling into her face
"Why thank you, Felicity. Many are put off by my features and the fact I'm a dragon. And there you go. That's the expressions I wanted. I find you to be similar to me in a way. Different from others, but still a kind soul. I just hope it stays that way."
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
The dragon smiles. "Thint, Vessel of the Curious Beast, Harbinger of Knowledge, and youngest of the three Dragons of the South. The list goes on, but I don't want to bore you, Felicity that's it."
"Thint. I like that name. I like you" she grins and nods, more hair falling into her face
"Why thank you, Felicity. Many are put off by my features and the fact I'm a dragon. And there you go. That's the expressions I wanted. I find you to be similar to me in a way. Different from others, but still a kind soul. I just hope it stays that way."
"thank you. I think dragons are pretty" she looks at thint's glinting scales
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
The dragon smiles. "Thint, Vessel of the Curious Beast, Harbinger of Knowledge, and youngest of the three Dragons of the South. The list goes on, but I don't want to bore you, Felicity that's it."
"Thint. I like that name. I like you" she grins and nods, more hair falling into her face
"Why thank you, Felicity. Many are put off by my features and the fact I'm a dragon. And there you go. That's the expressions I wanted. I find you to be similar to me in a way. Different from others, but still a kind soul. I just hope it stays that way."
"thank you. I think dragons are pretty" she looks at thint's glinting scales
*Just to remind you, Thint's scale and skin are somewhat transparent, leaving her organs and skeleton for a blurry view*
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
The dragon smiles. "Thint, Vessel of the Curious Beast, Harbinger of Knowledge, and youngest of the three Dragons of the South. The list goes on, but I don't want to bore you, Felicity that's it."
"Thint. I like that name. I like you" she grins and nods, more hair falling into her face
"Why thank you, Felicity. Many are put off by my features and the fact I'm a dragon. And there you go. That's the expressions I wanted. I find you to be similar to me in a way. Different from others, but still a kind soul. I just hope it stays that way."
"thank you. I think dragons are pretty" she looks at thint's glinting scales
*Just to remind you, Thint's scale and skin are somewhat transparent, leaving her organs and skeleton for a blurry view*
"Would you like one?"
"A dragon?" she cocks her head
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
The dragon smiles. "Thint, Vessel of the Curious Beast, Harbinger of Knowledge, and youngest of the three Dragons of the South. The list goes on, but I don't want to bore you, Felicity that's it."
"Thint. I like that name. I like you" she grins and nods, more hair falling into her face
"Why thank you, Felicity. Many are put off by my features and the fact I'm a dragon. And there you go. That's the expressions I wanted. I find you to be similar to me in a way. Different from others, but still a kind soul. I just hope it stays that way."
"thank you. I think dragons are pretty" she looks at thint's glinting scales
*Just to remind you, Thint's scale and skin are somewhat transparent, leaving her organs and skeleton for a blurry view*
"Would you like one?"
"A dragon?" she cocks her head
"No. One of my scales. You eye them with such amazement." She plucks one off, immediately replaced by another that grows in. Thint lowers it to Felicity. It's first the size of her head, then twice the size of her hand, then finally the size of a teardrop, some kind of string popping out of it to turn it into a necklace.
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
The dragon smiles. "Thint, Vessel of the Curious Beast, Harbinger of Knowledge, and youngest of the three Dragons of the South. The list goes on, but I don't want to bore you, Felicity that's it."
"Thint. I like that name. I like you" she grins and nods, more hair falling into her face
"Why thank you, Felicity. Many are put off by my features and the fact I'm a dragon. And there you go. That's the expressions I wanted. I find you to be similar to me in a way. Different from others, but still a kind soul. I just hope it stays that way."
"thank you. I think dragons are pretty" she looks at thint's glinting scales
*Just to remind you, Thint's scale and skin are somewhat transparent, leaving her organs and skeleton for a blurry view*
"Would you like one?"
"A dragon?" she cocks her head
"No. One of my scales. You eye them with such amazement." She plucks one off, immediately replaced by another that grows in. Thint lowers it to Felicity. It's first the size of her head, then twice the size of her hand, then finally the size of a teardrop, some kind of string popping out of it to turn it into a necklace.
She excitedly pulls it on over her head and holds it up to the light. "This is beautiful! Thank you, ma'am!"
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Felicity is laying in the grass. She's a small child, maybe nine years old, in a tattered victorian dress stained with dirt and mold. Her long dark hair is messy and matted, falling into her eyes. She looks like she's been dead for a while.
The dragon approaches her, as they stopped for rest. "You know, as a creature born to be a tyrant of the skies, dragons seem to require many rests between flights. Mayhaps we are just not sharp enough like birds? What do you think, dead child?"
"rest is a good thing, sir"
"Ma'am, though I suppose it is hard to tell gender simply through telepathy. And yes, I understand rest is good, it keeps us from using all our energy, but sometimes impatience leaves and comes with age. And rest can make you so so impatient." She has a infant bird resting on her claw as she lifts it with ease to a nest.
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
The dragon smiles. "Thint, Vessel of the Curious Beast, Harbinger of Knowledge, and youngest of the three Dragons of the South. The list goes on, but I don't want to bore you, Felicity that's it."
"Thint. I like that name. I like you" she grins and nods, more hair falling into her face
"Why thank you, Felicity. Many are put off by my features and the fact I'm a dragon. And there you go. That's the expressions I wanted. I find you to be similar to me in a way. Different from others, but still a kind soul. I just hope it stays that way."
"thank you. I think dragons are pretty" she looks at thint's glinting scales
*Just to remind you, Thint's scale and skin are somewhat transparent, leaving her organs and skeleton for a blurry view*
"Would you like one?"
"A dragon?" she cocks her head
"No. One of my scales. You eye them with such amazement." She plucks one off, immediately replaced by another that grows in. Thint lowers it to Felicity. It's first the size of her head, then twice the size of her hand, then finally the size of a teardrop, some kind of string popping out of it to turn it into a necklace.
She excitedly pulls it on over her head and holds it up to the light. "This is beautiful! Thank you, ma'am!"
The second she puts it on, she becomes aware of the life around. The birds hidden in the trees, waiting for their next meal. The bugs under the grass, scared of the birds. The trees talking through the mushrooms below your very feet. It isn't chaotic or peaceful. It just exists. "With this, you have some of my abilities, simply weaker. You can speak to anything within 60 feet of you telepathically, even if it knows no language. You can also talk to me through it, wherever I am. I can hear your voice when you want me to, and you can hear mine. If you need help, you can simply call on me."
"You're being so kind to me" she shakes her head, tossing the necklace and her hair around "why?"
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"You're being so kind to me" she shakes her head, tossing the necklace and her hair around "why?"
"I see so much of me in you, and I know you can do great things. I just want to support you as my siblings did. Without them, I might have never made it out of that cage." She glimpses up into the sky with her main eyes. "Looks like sunset. We likely will have to sleep here for the night."
"You're being so kind to me" she shakes her head, tossing the necklace and her hair around "why?"
"I see so much of me in you, and I know you can do great things. I just want to support you as my siblings did. Without them, I might have never made it out of that cage." She glimpses up into the sky with her main eyes. "Looks like sunset. We likely will have to sleep here for the night."
"I don't really need sleep, but i'll be quiet for you" *i'll go as long as I can*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"You're being so kind to me" she shakes her head, tossing the necklace and her hair around "why?"
"I see so much of me in you, and I know you can do great things. I just want to support you as my siblings did. Without them, I might have never made it out of that cage." She glimpses up into the sky with her main eyes. "Looks like sunset. We likely will have to sleep here for the night."
"I don't really need sleep, but i'll be quiet for you" *i'll go as long as I can*
Thint nods and curls up around Felicity, stretching her 6 wings, the main one falling on you and covering like a soft blanket.
"You're being so kind to me" she shakes her head, tossing the necklace and her hair around "why?"
"I see so much of me in you, and I know you can do great things. I just want to support you as my siblings did. Without them, I might have never made it out of that cage." She glimpses up into the sky with her main eyes. "Looks like sunset. We likely will have to sleep here for the night."
"I don't really need sleep, but i'll be quiet for you" *i'll go as long as I can*
Thint nods and curls up around Felicity, stretching her 6 wings, the main one falling on you and covering like a soft blanket.
Felicity, despite what she said, goes to sleep *gtg*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"You're being so kind to me" she shakes her head, tossing the necklace and her hair around "why?"
"I see so much of me in you, and I know you can do great things. I just want to support you as my siblings did. Without them, I might have never made it out of that cage." She glimpses up into the sky with her main eyes. "Looks like sunset. We likely will have to sleep here for the night."
"I don't really need sleep, but i'll be quiet for you" *i'll go as long as I can*
Thint nods and curls up around Felicity, stretching her 6 wings, the main one falling on you and covering like a soft blanket.
Felicity, despite what she said, goes to sleep *gtg*
"I'm sorry, maam. Though I find waiting easy."
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"Makes sense. You are a child not plagued by the questions of the universe. You have no reason to be impatient. We haven't properly traded names, you know? Even after an hour or so of flight, mostly silent as neither of us had conversation starters." She chuckles lightly at this, her true voice resonating with the Earth as it trembles.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"I'm felicity, maam." she curtsies wobbily. "Felicity.... uhh... that's it"
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
The dragon smiles. "Thint, Vessel of the Curious Beast, Harbinger of Knowledge, and youngest of the three Dragons of the South. The list goes on, but I don't want to bore you, Felicity that's it."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Thint. I like that name. I like you" she grins and nods, more hair falling into her face
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"Why thank you, Felicity. Many are put off by my features and the fact I'm a dragon. And there you go. That's the expressions I wanted. I find you to be similar to me in a way. Different from others, but still a kind soul. I just hope it stays that way."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"thank you. I think dragons are pretty" she looks at thint's glinting scales
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*Just to remind you, Thint's scale and skin are somewhat transparent, leaving her organs and skeleton for a blurry view*
"Would you like one?"
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"A dragon?" she cocks her head
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"No. One of my scales. You eye them with such amazement." She plucks one off, immediately replaced by another that grows in. Thint lowers it to Felicity. It's first the size of her head, then twice the size of her hand, then finally the size of a teardrop, some kind of string popping out of it to turn it into a necklace.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
She excitedly pulls it on over her head and holds it up to the light.
"This is beautiful! Thank you, ma'am!"
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
The second she puts it on, she becomes aware of the life around. The birds hidden in the trees, waiting for their next meal. The bugs under the grass, scared of the birds. The trees talking through the mushrooms below your very feet. It isn't chaotic or peaceful. It just exists. "With this, you have some of my abilities, simply weaker. You can speak to anything within 60 feet of you telepathically, even if it knows no language. You can also talk to me through it, wherever I am. I can hear your voice when you want me to, and you can hear mine. If you need help, you can simply call on me."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*boink.*
"You're being so kind to me" she shakes her head, tossing the necklace and her hair around "why?"
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*i got 15 mins*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"I see so much of me in you, and I know you can do great things. I just want to support you as my siblings did. Without them, I might have never made it out of that cage." She glimpses up into the sky with her main eyes. "Looks like sunset. We likely will have to sleep here for the night."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*we can continue later if you want?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"I don't really need sleep, but i'll be quiet for you"
*i'll go as long as I can*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Thint nods and curls up around Felicity, stretching her 6 wings, the main one falling on you and covering like a soft blanket.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Felicity, despite what she said, goes to sleep
*gtg*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Thint does too.
*night*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!