Raising a large, clawed paw toward the Great Maccao’s head, the 82 feet long Elder Dragon lightly touched his feathers, then heavily sat on ground. “Hmph. Nice crest… But you’re no match for my fluffy mane.” He grinned, shaking his neck to make the mane flow – and explosive powder fly around, incidentally.
The small raptorlike wyvern gulped as the elder dragon moved his paw over his head. This dragon was massive, and so were his paws. ~One wrong move or word and he might just squish me~ that’s what G. Maccao thought.
He then was more than suprised when the Teostra complimented his feather crest. A compliment from an elder dragon? That is something else! “Oh.. ye- I mean, thank you! Ye-yes, your mane is truly amazing” G. Maccao stuttered and started to smile slightly.
The great Maccao watched while Teo shook his neck to let the mane flow. It was true, Teo’s hair had that certain shine but then he saw the little particles flying. “.. I.. don’t mean to be rude.. but are these.. dandruff..? I. I have a good receipt to get rid of those things if you’re interested.”
((Oh boy, somebody is going to explode soon. xD)) @ask-teostra
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