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Mortis

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The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1Critical Hit!Valentines 2020
05-29-2020, 01:42 AM


The tree-climbing was a new trick, and he was still working out all the kinks. But at least it gave him a sort of advantage, and a new way to surprise his friend. However, this day went to Malalia, and what she had earned.

He frowned when she gave him direction, his face warring between the frown and laughter. He poked his tail out from the corner of his muzzle, and looked down at the ground. He got back to his feet, pacing to the end of the branch, and then back to the trunk, turning with awkward difficulty. Oh, yes.. Down. down. Right down. That was a thing. After one got up, one had to get back down.

Heck, there was really only one thing for it. He flared his wings, lowered himself on his hunches as much as he could, and jumped. For a heartbeat he felt like he was flying. His wings caught the wind of his fall, he could feel them pulling against it. But in the end, they were too heavy and not built for flying. They barely slowed his fall as he fell in an awkward heap at the bottom of the tree. Luckily the snow softened his landing.

He shook himself out, getting back to his feet, bouncing back with the invincibility of youth. He grinned at Mal, walking in an awkward crab-like style to be lower than her. He pointed to the bracers. “I never caught even a hint of them, dad was so sneaky” he admitted. Continuing his weird walking-style, he began to walk away from her.

"Mortis"