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Stary layed in a tree in dragon form her tail curled around a branch to keep her from falling, she planned on climbing the mountain she was born near. It was the reason it let her transform to a dragon and back, so she wanted to know more of the mountain and how it is so magical, her amber eyes stared at the mountain only its base seemed to be shown and the rest in the sky, she jumped off the tree and began to head towards the mountain.

Bumpp ( am so lonely )

Today, Fai'ru-voy was taking a stroll trough the city. Her destination was the tea shop.
When she entered, she was greeted by the clerk.
"Fai'ru-voy! How nice to see you, are you here for your usual?" the friendly clerk asked.
I merely nodded and the clerk brought out a small box of rose tea. I paid her and left.
First I went back to my house to put my tea in the storage, then I went over to the law enforcement office to see if they had any new troublesome cases...

Stary started to climb the mountain it took 10 hours just to make it to 100 feet, Stary flopped down exhausted she wondered "Is the giant snake still there?". She at least wanted to make to where people say where the snake is coiled around the mountain, Stary looked at the sunset in awe.

The dawn broke early over the gently sloping horizon, the sun gradually climbing, a flaming, red demon in its unending cycle: Up, up, over the land, and down below the line that no one could see past, always sure to send down a warm--warm? Hah--scorching bright smile. A toothy, glaring grin. You could stay in the sun and bake, or huddle in a desert tent to broil. Pick your poison. Your choice.
At least the desert storms provided some shade. Oh, was it the lesser of two evils. Death by fire, or death by earth? By Asa, how do we survive in this accursed place?
Because we have been living here since...since forever. We know the rules.
When the sun shines, stay inside. When the wind blows, close your eyes. And never get caught sleeping on duty...or...daydreaming...?!
A blow to the ear sent me reeling. The sand dug into my pitifully bare elbows as I sprawled in the earth, coughing. My mind became a thunderstorm--confusion was the clouds, and shock flashed through my body like lightning. Blindly I scrambled upwards to my feet, slipping on unsolid ground. Golden-amber eyes met flaring blue ones, and my heart took a swan dive into my feet.
"Well," the thick sardonicism hinted that a simple "I'm sorry" wouldn't save me this time. "Congratulations, Kestrel. You managed to ruin my day before the sun was even up."
A shove on my shoulders and I was eating dirt again. I didn't have shoes like the higher-ranking soldiers, nothing to keep me rooted to the ground, so I'd wager the slightest flinch could floor me. Especially on a slope like this. And considering that my lanky legs didn't exactly give me a reputation for sure-footedness.

"Shh...shh...." The man cooed at the animal as he approached it. Dawn was already near the trapped fox locking the creature's ears as she chattered at it. Tasat'n kneeled beside the animal as he removed the snare about its thin body. Instantly the animal took a deep unlabored breath of relief as the ensnarment fell to the ground. "There, better now?" Gently the man stroked the animal's head as it slowly regained its strength enough to move. "That's it..." The man encouraged the animal to go off. Stumbling a bit the fox bounded off into the woods. "Another animal safe from harm, all thanks to you Dawn. Good call." With that the man picked the rat like animal up and put her on his shoulders like he normally did when they travled. They were off to town on a call. It was a wild horse, a mare and a foal, that he needed to tame enough for the trainer could check up on them after a hard birth. Anything to help an animal in need really.