Post by Shoki on Apr 30, 2015 10:44:21 GMT -8
Cr’wean finally got a night that he could sleep. It was very nice to have that sort of thing, so he had gotten ready for bed early, in what was probably the most cheery mood he had had for a while. In his bed he pulled up the covers and settled in ready to get some sleep.
Then something climbed on his face.
Like lightening he grabbed the offender, pulling it off as it squeaked in his grip. He glared at what he had grabbed, the sharding black flitter he had been saddled with. Good mood gone he growled and said with venom, “Get away from my face, brat.” He then deposited her on the ground and rolled over. He was going to have a hard timefalling asleep now that his blood was boiling. However, he was tired so it would be soon enough-
He felt a firelizard on his face.
He grabbed at his face again, this time Flourish resisting getting pulled off. Which left him with scratches on his face. So he yelled, obviously.
“GET OFF AND STAY OFF TUNNELSNAKE!” He was seething like an angry Crimson, and the sharding creature had better not test him. Which is why when she took a step toward him he threw off the covers and grabbed his pillow. She raised the alarm and back pedaled as Cr’wean got out of bed, brandishing a pillow with the white hot fury of a thousand suns. The brat had gotten in the way of one of the things he held sacred. His time to sleep. He almost loved sleep more than anything else in life and she was going to sharding try to use his face as a pillow?
Sharding tunnelsnake was going to get it.
What followed got him a reprimand from the Aerie, for being so loud in the quiet areas. He got a talking to about decorum and the like, and he got no sleep that evening.
He found it entirely worth it because Flourish didn’t try to sleep on his face again.
Then something climbed on his face.
Like lightening he grabbed the offender, pulling it off as it squeaked in his grip. He glared at what he had grabbed, the sharding black flitter he had been saddled with. Good mood gone he growled and said with venom, “Get away from my face, brat.” He then deposited her on the ground and rolled over. He was going to have a hard timefalling asleep now that his blood was boiling. However, he was tired so it would be soon enough-
He felt a firelizard on his face.
He grabbed at his face again, this time Flourish resisting getting pulled off. Which left him with scratches on his face. So he yelled, obviously.
“GET OFF AND STAY OFF TUNNELSNAKE!” He was seething like an angry Crimson, and the sharding creature had better not test him. Which is why when she took a step toward him he threw off the covers and grabbed his pillow. She raised the alarm and back pedaled as Cr’wean got out of bed, brandishing a pillow with the white hot fury of a thousand suns. The brat had gotten in the way of one of the things he held sacred. His time to sleep. He almost loved sleep more than anything else in life and she was going to sharding try to use his face as a pillow?
Sharding tunnelsnake was going to get it.
What followed got him a reprimand from the Aerie, for being so loud in the quiet areas. He got a talking to about decorum and the like, and he got no sleep that evening.
He found it entirely worth it because Flourish didn’t try to sleep on his face again.
