[ Well, she's going to count her blessings that these guys are squishy and not big and mean and fire breathing. Especially the one she's just plucked from Seto.
The dragon purrs and suddenly shifts, pausing so that he can crawl up and around Ann's back to just sort of. Perch on her shoulder. ]
Really? I guess I'm not surprised, all of the fairytales say that they like to hoard things. [ And shinies WOULD be one of the things they'd go for, huh? ] Oh, yeah. Thanks. You're okay though, right? His claws didn't get your skin?
[ She glances at Seto's arm -- she doesn't see blood, but you never know. The little dragon remains perched on Ann's shoulder, still looking at poor Kaiba as if to say, 'look at me, I win!' which is good because it gives Ann time to take her necklace off and pocket it. ]
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The dragon purrs and suddenly shifts, pausing so that he can crawl up and around Ann's back to just sort of. Perch on her shoulder. ]
Really? I guess I'm not surprised, all of the fairytales say that they like to hoard things. [ And shinies WOULD be one of the things they'd go for, huh? ] Oh, yeah. Thanks. You're okay though, right? His claws didn't get your skin?
[ She glances at Seto's arm -- she doesn't see blood, but you never know. The little dragon remains perched on Ann's shoulder, still looking at poor Kaiba as if to say, 'look at me, I win!' which is good because it gives Ann time to take her necklace off and pocket it. ]
...Do you think these dragons can be trained?