Eat the onion like an apple[ROYAL MEETING]

*Ixionn* · 09-14-2014, 09:27 PM

Sleeping peacefully...on such a chilly day. Snow was soon to come, along with rain, Ixionn was sure of it. And it was perfect too...because the boy had collected a ton of soft vegetation as a little 'bed' or nest in his chamber. It was so comfortable. Almost like a fuzzy mattress. It was kind of like...being cuddled up near a fireplace on a snowy day. It was freezing outside- but you were lucky to have such a warm little spot to immense yourself in. Drago, even though he'd rather stay outside, decided to take a nap with the boy. So being there with his buddy was really comfortable...even if it was a blue lizard.
Seemingly to both of them, the day would last perfectly. Flawlessly. They'd sleep all day through the chilly weather outside, curled up in a warm bundle of soft vegetation and bedding. But once a howl cut through the cave and rattled the walls of his chambers...the boy felt like crying forever. It was obviously Quelt's powerful, booming howl, summoning him and all the other royals on such a shitty day. Well...nothing he wouldn't expect from his father. Ixionn groaned and rolled over, pressing his head into the bedding and cringing as he felt lizard scales against his skin.
He could hear the soft groan of Drago, too, uncoiling and sinking into his friend's cuddly fur. The howl seemed to grow louder...and as if he was drunk and very sensitive, he murmured a few stubborn words. "He's so loud...it hurts my ears." The masked prince curled his body in and tucked his chin over his tail. The blue iguana, on the other hand, slowly awakened and crawled over Ixionn's body. Cringing to the weird feeling of those quick thin toes, he would shift and groan even louder. Drago hissed and smacked at his face with his tail.
"It sounds important...let's go." The masked yearling shot awake at the alarming 'smack', blinking and letting out powerful growls. "Ack! What the hell is wrong with you, that hurt!" Ixionn uncurled and lurched his body to one direction at a quick movement, smirking deviously as Drago tumbled off his body. The lizard-like creature hissed and struggled to his stubby feet. "You're unreasonable and pathetic. And lazy. Get off your fat ass and go see what your father needs." Drago was acting serious now, and Ixionn just groaned and slid up to his paws.
His companion held on to his neck and sprawled out across his head casually. His tail flopped into the eyes of the prince, and stubbornly would the man nip gently at the tip. Drago gaped and flew to attention immediately. A new evil look would play on the boy's face as he began to leave the chamber and travel toward the Polar Sound, where his father awaited his presence. "Revenge hurts, doesn't it?" Drago snorted and instead stretched out between his shifting shoulders.
Ixionn arrived to see Allen and his father there, standing side-by-side. He smiled and released a yawn, before making his way over to Quelt and obnoxiously lowering half his body to the ground as if he was bowing to a king. Well, he was. But he was taking it over-the-top. The young warrior stretched out one of his arms before him and shut his eyes gracefully. Then, he practically sung a greeting at a highly respectful tone. An almost annoying and pathetic tone. "Oh, my king, my great and powerful king. Good morning, good morning. I find no problem in waking up from a beautiful and peaceful nap just to be with you today!" If he had known Quelt was going to discuss ranks- he wouldn't have acted as pathetic.
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