Starlit - PearlshippingAsh, she whispered, tell me something.More Like This
They were sitting together, huddled, way beneath the stars. Some feet away lay Brock, snoring in his sleep, though very lightly. Dawn was glad of that. It would have been awful to travel with someone who snored loudly.
What do you want me to tell you? Ash whispered back, his eyes fixed on hers. The moon was full tonight, its pale, whitish glow illuminating his features. Not for the first time did Dawn think to herself that Ash had become so much more mature, so much more understanding and with a dreamy sigh so much cuter. Of course, he would always have that little bit of boyishness that always managed to drive her nuts, but it was just a part of him. Sighing, she snuggled closer.
Anything, she murmured. A story. Something that happened to you.
Um . Okay. I got one. Are you sure youll be able to sleep after this?
Yes, Dawn answered with a s
Dragon BehaviorA dragon is both a wild animal and a highly intelligent being at the same time. With few exceptions, dragons are able to converse in a spoken language and have the capacity for literacy, and can even learn to write with their claws. It is also equally true that Dragons are ruled by instincts in much the same way as one would expect from a horse or a goat.More Like This
In the experience of this author, this seeming disconnect between instinct and intellect leads to some rather odd events, from the point of view of a Dracon. While it is true that Dracons also have Draconic instincts, our intellects and the demands of civilization enabled us to temper those instincts, partly by means of learned customs, but also due to the strengthening of our conscious minds by the creators of our race. Despite this, dracons still have a tension between urges and thoughts, a tension which does not exist as much in dragons because the urges clearly win out in their minds.
One such event was when this author visited a
Scars"Where did this scar come from?" Ruri curiously questioned.More Like This
She placed her soft hand over the scar that lied on his arm. The scar was a jagged patch of skin with a single, thick cut going down the middle. The scar was a reminder of a painful victory – he commonly attempted to hide the scar. He had forgotten about it in the heat of the Ferris Wheel cart – he had went ahead and rolled up his sleeves.
Kyouhei looked at the girl who sat beside him. Her petite hand was mild against him – so unbelievably smooth and delicate, also. He wanted to know what it would feel like to hold it... He gulped, looking down for a second to think what she asked out. He didn't want to scare or worry her. Ruri was one to worry easily. He glanced up into the soft, cornflower blue eyes of Ruri as he spoke.
"I received it... I received it during my battle with Kyurem. The leader of Team Plasma, Ghetsis... he order Kyurem to use an attack on me. Someone was able to save me... well, for the most
Teaching Love To A Dense TrainerTeaching Love To A Dense TrainerMore Like This
"Damn it Ash Ketchum! You are such a child! Get out!" The ginger tomboy Misty yelled at her longtime crush. Ash looked at her so confused, she asked him to go on a date...dates are for couples not friends. Friends battled Pokémon. He was shoved out of her room and he walked down the stairs. Ash hated when his friends were mad at him. When he got down stairs he saw Misty's sisters. They were more dressed up than usual.
"Why are you guys dressed up?" He asked
"Oh silly, it's Valentines Day. We have dates. Aren't you and Misty going on one?" Daisy said. Ash shook his head no. Lily and Violet sighed as Daisy shook her head sadly. "Poor Misty." She said as all three of them went up to comfort her. Ash cocked his head to the side confused then walked out. What did he do? Nothing right? He walked thinking until he bumped into someone. He went to apologize when he looked up to see one of his current traveling partners Serena.
"Oh sorry Serena. Why are yo