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Posted: April 13, 12:20 PM
From: Cho Hakkai
Does anyone have any experience with the care of small, white dragons? What foods do they prefer?
What is the best way to determine their mood: head movements? Wings? Tail? Vocalizations?
Specifically, how can you tell when they are about to bite?
[Not that he's failed to tell he was about to be bitten a few times already. Of course not.
There is a picture of a small, snaky-bodied white dragon with a ruff running all the way down its long neck attached. In the picture, the dragon is flaring its wings over a plate of raw hamburger with a look of serious annoyance and its mouth wide open in a silent kyuuuu!]
From: Cho Hakkai
Does anyone have any experience with the care of small, white dragons? What foods do they prefer?
What is the best way to determine their mood: head movements? Wings? Tail? Vocalizations?
Specifically, how can you tell when they are about to bite?
[Not that he's failed to tell he was about to be bitten a few times already. Of course not.
There is a picture of a small, snaky-bodied white dragon with a ruff running all the way down its long neck attached. In the picture, the dragon is flaring its wings over a plate of raw hamburger with a look of serious annoyance and its mouth wide open in a silent kyuuuu!]
no subject
Little one, that's nothing to be afraid of. No one in this room is an enemy of mine.
[As for Hakkai, he could take that as he would, but it was a high form of praise. To show, Hibari touched one of the floating spiked balls and nudged it a bit sideways. And then, he took out one of his tonfas to show he next trick-slowly, as to not startle the little dragon.]
Roll, transform.
[There was another squeak and all the replicated balls vanished, to be replaced by Hibari's weapon glowing purple and the outline changing until the form settled into a pair of spiked handcuffs.]
This can also happen.
no subject
[Hakkai leans in, bright-eyed with interest, and reaches out, hesitating with his hand a few inches from the handcuffs. He glances up at Hibari.]
May I?
[There's an odd energy around the weapon now, but nothing that seems familiar. Perhaps it's the signature of the power Roll uses to transform.]