Someone's Problem
Jun 30, 2014 14:43:38 GMT
Post by pookakin on Jun 30, 2014 14:43:38 GMT
Somewhere in the vast Autumnwreath, a dragon was very angry.
What exactly was the meaning of this nonsense?
She'd had a relaxing day planned out. Go for a nice little flight, squash a silly wizard, then go brag to others about how she'd beaten said wizard. Really, other dragons were too easy to impress. It was a bit shameful.
Instead, she was stuck in some leafy dump, with no treasure, and injured to boot! The gashes on her back twinged painfully. She wouldn't be able to fly until they healed. Whoever did this was seriously going to pay. She was going to burn them to a crisp! And then all of their stuff! Because who would be silly enough to mess with her? Some asshole who definitely deserved to have all their stuff burned up, that's who.
Huffing angrily, she stalked away from... wherever she'd been standing before. Below her was a gentle slope, and what looked like a dirt path, lined with trees that were in the middle of shedding their leaves. They seemed to glow a soft golden-orange. Irritated, she spat a glob of flame at one. It burned nicely, and definitely wouldn't set the whole forest on fire. That would be silly! Swinging her tail in satisfaction, Prism loped to the bottom of the hill. Whoever did this had to be nearby, it made total sense.
What exactly was the meaning of this nonsense?
She'd had a relaxing day planned out. Go for a nice little flight, squash a silly wizard, then go brag to others about how she'd beaten said wizard. Really, other dragons were too easy to impress. It was a bit shameful.
Instead, she was stuck in some leafy dump, with no treasure, and injured to boot! The gashes on her back twinged painfully. She wouldn't be able to fly until they healed. Whoever did this was seriously going to pay. She was going to burn them to a crisp! And then all of their stuff! Because who would be silly enough to mess with her? Some asshole who definitely deserved to have all their stuff burned up, that's who.
Huffing angrily, she stalked away from... wherever she'd been standing before. Below her was a gentle slope, and what looked like a dirt path, lined with trees that were in the middle of shedding their leaves. They seemed to glow a soft golden-orange. Irritated, she spat a glob of flame at one. It burned nicely, and definitely wouldn't set the whole forest on fire. That would be silly! Swinging her tail in satisfaction, Prism loped to the bottom of the hill. Whoever did this had to be nearby, it made total sense.