by Nerdy Dinosaur » Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:58 am
Aquilla sat on the high, over turned hallow tree, and looked down at the few members of her band. (Imagine the others are there. They are all offline right now.) "As you have seen, Jager and myself were captured by dragons. We were brought to their camp, put in cages and tortured. They released us, chased by demons, and came here. That is when the lightning struck. I know, that many things must happen to this group. First, we must become a real pack. No longer a band of worthless creatures. If we name our selves, give a name to the dragon's fears, we will gain that much more respect. Our small territory will grow, under the name of Lotak. Our pack will be named, Yvridio. Now, of course you have noticed the greek characters in front of my den. Can anyone, besides myself, read Greek?"
“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.”
“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your . You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go...”
“I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!”