[hey he's not a black dragon what more do you want, man.
Strangely enough, even though Draco is aware that there's someone, something, upwind of him, not quite a smell he knows even, he isn't worried. Nearly a year of no one in Luceti ever presenting him with actual danger has left him more comfortable rolling on around the valley than he should be.
Instead, he is otherwise occupied in the forest up ahead. The boar he had pounced on is, sadly, still quite alive. He had missed it by a foot or so and had only dazed it, but now that he has it in hand, it's talking to him.
About increasingly boring, mundane, everyday boar life things.
That it should really go check on the piglets.
Draco hates it when they get a chance to start speaking. It means he can't eat it.
So, he sets it back down and sets his chin in a hand, elbow propped up on the ground.]
Of course... of course... just go. Go. [He sighs.] Really. Unless you want to get killed by whoever else is out here.
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Strangely enough, even though Draco is aware that there's someone, something, upwind of him, not quite a smell he knows even, he isn't worried. Nearly a year of no one in Luceti ever presenting him with actual danger has left him more comfortable rolling on around the valley than he should be.
Instead, he is otherwise occupied in the forest up ahead. The boar he had pounced on is, sadly, still quite alive. He had missed it by a foot or so and had only dazed it, but now that he has it in hand, it's talking to him.
About increasingly boring, mundane, everyday boar life things.
That it should really go check on the piglets.
Draco hates it when they get a chance to start speaking. It means he can't eat it.
So, he sets it back down and sets his chin in a hand, elbow propped up on the ground.]
Of course... of course... just go. Go. [He sighs.] Really. Unless you want to get killed by whoever else is out here.
[it's so hard being a dragon let me tell you]