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Post by Admin on Jun 21, 2013 1:51:53 GMT
 The rocky cliffs of Presque Island. They go straight up and down, their rough surfaces make it perfect for dragons to cling and climb over them. |
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Post by aftershock on Jun 21, 2013 23:25:20 GMT
Ejderha was, as usual, clambering over the cliffs. He was unfortunate due to not having front legs, but the fact that each point of membrane on his wings ended in a sharp talon made it easier for him to hook onto and haul himself over things. The red dragon snorted, smoke coming out of his nostrils as he waited for any prey to pop up. That's when his moment came, a small lizard, a green gecko by the looks of it, darted out of a crevice in the cliff side. With a simple, quick stretch of his long neck the small creature was in his jaws, it was barely the size of his tongue but gave him some sense of fullness.
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Post by Admin on Jun 21, 2013 23:34:19 GMT
Poison Oak crawled cautiously up over the cliffs, perching atop one. His green eyes flicked back and forth as he watched for prey. He knew he didn't need to hunt here, but since he usually didn't, he figured he'd add a little variety. He raised a foreleg in thought, shifting his weight slightly around his body. His tail curled around his body when something caught his eye. A little creature, unrecognizable to the black dragon, appeared in a small hole in one of the rocks. He leaned forward and at the last second, before it ducked down again, he swatted downward with a foot and snatched it in his big claws. He pressed his claws into it, a thin trail of blood trickled from the wound. He licked his lips and ate the small creature, the taste made it seem to surely be a lizard of some sort.
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Post by aftershock on Jun 21, 2013 23:56:48 GMT
A grunt came from the beast when one of the talons from his wings struck a loose group of rocks, barely flicking as little pebbles and stones tumbled over his face and neck. He shook himself off and moved to the side, glancing briefly down to the beach below before hauling himself up one more section. He was unaware of the other dragon on these cliffs, though as he gets closer he can start to smell the traces of another fire dragon. Good, he had more company here.
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Post by Admin on Jun 22, 2013 0:04:05 GMT
Poison Oak could hear quiet noises from a dragon nearby. He turned his head and noticed that another fire dragon was there. His wings folded up a little tighter, as he was a little unsure about the unknown dragon.
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Post by aftershock on Jun 22, 2013 1:10:30 GMT
Ejderha, deciding he could get a better look from the air, grips the rocks with his hindlegs before pushing himself off. It takes a few flaps of his wings to balance himself before he tilts to the side and swings up and over the cliffs, slowing down and gliding over, his gaze trailing along. That's when he sees the other dragon, a deep red and black one. He wasn't sure whether he truly liked the company or didn't. He decides not to socialize right now, pulling his body up and flapping his wings once more to go higher.
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Post by Admin on Jun 22, 2013 1:18:53 GMT
Poison Oak rose his black neck high up as he watched the other dragon take to the air. He sighed and went to open his wings to fly up as well, but decided that following the dragon wouldn't be to smart an idea.
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Post by aftershock on Jun 22, 2013 1:23:37 GMT
Ejderha didn't spare a second glance, the large red creature was already flying to the edge of the island. He flapped his wings every now and then to keep himself going, able to see faint outlines of the other three islands in the distance. He wondered if they had dragons inhabiting them as well yet, maybe he'd eventually meet another element in flight.
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