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- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
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- Beginner
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- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Transgender
- Agender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Primarily Nonbinary
- No Preferences
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"That's it," Opal said gently. "Good food, isn't it? Only the best for the most marvelous dragon," he crooned.
Noah grinned and chuckled back. "Sure! Pancakes. Think about it. Maybe someone stirs batter with a really tight grip - maybe that means they'll have a stronger grip on the saddle. Or someone pours batter with expert precision. They'll have more precision when steering with their dragon, too!"
"Iffff you say so, lad," Grandpa Jenkins said, snorting and ruffling Noah's hair when he came over. "Personally, ah think cooking an' riding dragons are a bit different. Just a little. Good thought, though!"
Noah clicked his tongue and smirked. "I'm tellin' ya! You'll all see, sooner or later. Anyway, pancakes and flying sound great! But - oh. Sorry, Opal, I don't know if you and Tima - "
Opal smiled and waved a hand. "It's quite all right. I was going to try and teach her to write with her tail. It just - it looks so similar to a quill, and it's so limber! I think she'd be very good at it."
Axle's eyes sparkled. "Saaay. Now that's something! Opal, if you could teach her to write - and if she understands the language - why, she could be a dragon translator! Word for word! That would be remarkable!"
Noah grinned and chuckled back. "Sure! Pancakes. Think about it. Maybe someone stirs batter with a really tight grip - maybe that means they'll have a stronger grip on the saddle. Or someone pours batter with expert precision. They'll have more precision when steering with their dragon, too!"
"Iffff you say so, lad," Grandpa Jenkins said, snorting and ruffling Noah's hair when he came over. "Personally, ah think cooking an' riding dragons are a bit different. Just a little. Good thought, though!"
Noah clicked his tongue and smirked. "I'm tellin' ya! You'll all see, sooner or later. Anyway, pancakes and flying sound great! But - oh. Sorry, Opal, I don't know if you and Tima - "
Opal smiled and waved a hand. "It's quite all right. I was going to try and teach her to write with her tail. It just - it looks so similar to a quill, and it's so limber! I think she'd be very good at it."
Axle's eyes sparkled. "Saaay. Now that's something! Opal, if you could teach her to write - and if she understands the language - why, she could be a dragon translator! Word for word! That would be remarkable!"