Dragon Princess
she/her
22
Blackthorn City
Heterosexual
Priestess
Cadet
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
TAG WITH @noelle
Noelle Lane
rough and tumble [dw // open]
POSTED ON Oct 4, 2019 2:19:44 GMT
In actuality, the priestess wasn't expecting someone to answer her back. And so, when a very...eccentric woman appears, she was at a bit of a loss for words. The other girl looked very...intriguing? Was that the right word? Then again, could she even talk? Her bright hair brought attention, and the oh-so-dreaded question of whether or not it was natural. Still, the energy the other gave off was...frightening? She couldn't exactly place a finger on it, but...ah perhaps she was just looking into it too much. With a big, 'scary' dragon like a Hydreigon hovering about, she supposed she didn't look too friendly either. And so, Noelle gave a little wave of her hand and a smile. "Really? You think so? Thanks!" Her hair color was quite the sore topic for her, and so, any who found it nice was always appreciated. "Right back at ya!" That blue was a pretty nice shade!
The mention of the shifting cave and falling rocks made the dragon master falter, her smile twitching as her stare briefly turns to Nero, who huffed and looked away. "It was," she admitted a bit sheepishly, "hopefully you didn't get hurt any?" She questioned. Her emerald stare flickers to the ghost type lingering by her side - gengar's were so...peculiar. The energy and presence they gave off, to a priestess such as herself, it was mystical? Her grandmother had a strong stigma against ghost types, especially some of the more crude ones, such as gengar's. Thankfully, such belief's hadn't transferred over to the young woman though, who merely smiled at the wide-grinning creature.
Her hydreigon perked up slightly as he was mentioned, the bad-tempered dragon beginning to slowly snarl as he stared at the newcomer until Noelle placed a hand on his snout. "easy," she breathed out, "sorry, he's...not the friendliest. so, yea, i guess he does bite?" she rubbed he back of her neck.
"hey! are you lost in here too?" she didn't admit that she was lost thanks to the ruckus her dragon had caused, as it'd thrown her off track. "i have a good guess where the exit is, but, do you wanna go together? i mean, two's better than one!" her dragon gave a soft, almost jealous growl. "sorry, sorry, four i mean."
nearby, a simisear tottered about, pausing to look at the group with a tilted head. although, a single icy glare from the bad-tempered dragon quickly sent it packing. it didn't want to deal with any of that. |
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