Caiman's head perked up, his brows furrowed in confusion and a scowl reappearing on his features. Who could possibly be bothering me now?
His gaze caught sight of another dragon flying right towards him, so he scooted over a bit so as not to collide with them. "Eh?" He squinted at the dragon...
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The bright morning sun awoke Caiman, causing him to shield his old, sensitive eyes. "Urgh.." he groaned, pushing himself up out of his nest. He picked up his crown, which sat next to him, open for anyone to sneak in his room and take. But nobody would ever dare sneak into his room, so he...
Caiman spent the next couple of hours filling out letters and having meetings with queens from other tribes. By the end of it all, he was exhausted.
Once he arrived back at his place, he trudged up to his room and plopped down into his soft bed of leaves. It took no time for him to quickly fall...
Caiman made his way back to the castle. Aside from the guards, he didn't consider himself to have many friends. Hell, he wasn't even sure if he considered the guards his friends. Their sole duty was just to protect him from danger. Meeting a new dragon was refreshing for once instead of seeing...
(sorryyyy for the asbsence! was backed up on art i owed and really had to get those done, which ended up with me being really drained afterwards lol)
Caiman smiled slightly. He admired that the dragon cared so deeply for his sister. If only his own family cared for him like that..
He stood...
Caiman turned his head slightly towards the MudWing, brow raised. "I don't think you want to be apart of a bloodbath." His voice lowered as he added, "That's all it really is." He never particularly liked war. Personally, he'd never thought war was really necessary. Instead of sending innocent...
Caiman's ears lay flat against his head as he grumbled something underneath his breath. This dragon sure can talk someone's ears off...
His gaze remained on the river down below as he spoke. "I live up in the castle." He continued, squinting his eyes. The scars on his eye became more visible as...
Caiman jumped at the voice, looking around to see where it had come from, before peering down below. Oh. It was another MudWing.
He raised an eyebrow at them. What does he mean he never seen me around? I'm the King for dragon's sake! Caiman cleared his throat before answering the, quite frankly...
It was yet another day in the Mud Kingdom. Another... boring day. King Caiman sat in front of his bedroom window, his head resting atop his talons as he looked down at the MudWings down below, running errands and whatever else they had planned for the day. He let out a huff and furrowed his...
(Yeah, I haven't come onto the site in a while. But hey, next time DM someone about joining their RP instead of commenting directly on their roleplay thread in the future, don't want anyone getting mad at you for doing that :3)
Frostbite looked shock for a moment, though quickly changing her expression to seem like she didn't really care all that much. "Oh. I see." Her voice had a hint of anger and Dreamseeker picked up on it.
"I think we should all get some sleep," he interrupted, chuckling a little. Frostbite huffed...