[ shitty child is so funny i want him, kabby. he can get fruitful bonding when he changes back midthread if you like.
regardless, richie will get to find a noodle the size of a large cat stalking through the foliage, hunting the cute little bugs that cola has given us in this fine heaven. he's just a toddler of a dragon, frankly, so he's minding his business and absorbed in his prowling. ]
Richie, who perhaps should be more leery of strange beasts and weird goings on, has actually been following this weird little rustle in the grass for a minute. Then when he finally catches sight of it his amazement holds him captive. Again, this only cements his belief that the whole shebang is a profoundly visceral dream. The place feels real but none of it can be — and it's too benign and widespread to be part of It.
Richie keeps crouched low, watching the dragon stalk its prey. Stalking a stalker...kind of a hunt of his own, isn't it? Like he's on a safari in some mystic wilds.
[ i'm glad this little stinker is having a great dream today.
a wiggle, and then - like a dolphin breaching, zhongli leaps out of the grasses and dives back down to pounce on a poor, defenseless butter-fly. it does manage to escape, at least, and he doesn't eat it, but richie gets a full view of this noodly dragon that's living its best life.
and then he gets distracted by his own tail and begins chasing it in place. richie may continue his safari as this whimsical creature creates a crop circle all his own. ]
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regardless, richie will get to find a noodle the size of a large cat stalking through the foliage, hunting the cute little bugs that cola has given us in this fine heaven. he's just a toddler of a dragon, frankly, so he's minding his business and absorbed in his prowling. ]
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Richie, who perhaps should be more leery of strange beasts and weird goings on, has actually been following this weird little rustle in the grass for a minute. Then when he finally catches sight of it his amazement holds him captive. Again, this only cements his belief that the whole shebang is a profoundly visceral dream. The place feels real but none of it can be — and it's too benign and widespread to be part of It.
Richie keeps crouched low, watching the dragon stalk its prey. Stalking a stalker...kind of a hunt of his own, isn't it? Like he's on a safari in some mystic wilds.
What's it gonna do now?]
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a wiggle, and then - like a dolphin breaching, zhongli leaps out of the grasses and dives back down to pounce on a poor, defenseless butter-fly. it does manage to escape, at least, and he doesn't eat it, but richie gets a full view of this noodly dragon that's living its best life.
and then he gets distracted by his own tail and begins chasing it in place. richie may continue his safari as this whimsical creature creates a crop circle all his own. ]