Post by SushiDragon101 on Jul 17, 2019 0:17:54 GMT -5
Prompt 3! I'm not sure if he would actually do it or not so...
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Altum was resting under a Chromilla under a very hot desert sun. His wings open and adjacent to his sides to let off heat through them. With his eyes closed, he took in his surroundings. Sire meanwhile was playing catch with a prismarine, throwing a gem back and forth and generally making a fool of themselves.
They began to play keep away, with sire moving the gem throughout his gelatinous mass, teasing the prismarine by making it pop out in various places. Nearby a blobling was trekking across the sand and witnessed the play. They haven't seen smocks before and it seemed to be a monster. They quickly rolled by with a shout. Startled, Altum opened his eyes to see the blobling wrestling and doing what they could to put Sire out of commission. Since bloblings were round and generally harmless, it didn't have much of an effect. However, it was the action that counts, they were trying to wound his friend. By then the prismarine was spooked off, and Sire had a displeased unhappy face. He used his arms and gently pushed the blob away repeatedly.
Altum was furious and rushed in between the two. He rose to as big as he could, and with his size being bigger than normal blobs already, he was quite intimidating. He spread his twice his size wings as far as they could go and brandished his scythe-like tail towards the aggressor. His eyes gleamed with malice and a challange.
The random blobling was not deterred and believed Altum was a new creature, being different looking from standard round blobs. Their bravely took hold, and they rolled back and charged like a bowling ball. Determined to protect his friend, he swung down his tail at a guillotine speed from above.
Although protected, sire could not help but glance in regret at the blobling. He covered his eyes before Altum struck to protect himself from the major portion of violence. They were not dead, but the wound might leave a large scar for the poor stranger. Sire and Altum ventured off, not wanting to stay near the blob.
Later on, a rumor would spread that a monster was roaming Terrea with no understood motive.
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Altum was resting under a Chromilla under a very hot desert sun. His wings open and adjacent to his sides to let off heat through them. With his eyes closed, he took in his surroundings. Sire meanwhile was playing catch with a prismarine, throwing a gem back and forth and generally making a fool of themselves.
They began to play keep away, with sire moving the gem throughout his gelatinous mass, teasing the prismarine by making it pop out in various places. Nearby a blobling was trekking across the sand and witnessed the play. They haven't seen smocks before and it seemed to be a monster. They quickly rolled by with a shout. Startled, Altum opened his eyes to see the blobling wrestling and doing what they could to put Sire out of commission. Since bloblings were round and generally harmless, it didn't have much of an effect. However, it was the action that counts, they were trying to wound his friend. By then the prismarine was spooked off, and Sire had a displeased unhappy face. He used his arms and gently pushed the blob away repeatedly.
Altum was furious and rushed in between the two. He rose to as big as he could, and with his size being bigger than normal blobs already, he was quite intimidating. He spread his twice his size wings as far as they could go and brandished his scythe-like tail towards the aggressor. His eyes gleamed with malice and a challange.
The random blobling was not deterred and believed Altum was a new creature, being different looking from standard round blobs. Their bravely took hold, and they rolled back and charged like a bowling ball. Determined to protect his friend, he swung down his tail at a guillotine speed from above.
Although protected, sire could not help but glance in regret at the blobling. He covered his eyes before Altum struck to protect himself from the major portion of violence. They were not dead, but the wound might leave a large scar for the poor stranger. Sire and Altum ventured off, not wanting to stay near the blob.
Later on, a rumor would spread that a monster was roaming Terrea with no understood motive.