Asimona looked up at the tall walls in front of her. Her claws flexed as she imagined the climb. She had learned quickly that her wings were not yet strong enough to hold her up in the air for very long. So she instead decided that she would strengthen her legs first.

As she stood there, planning her course of action, she felt the air around her go cold. She frowned. She had noticed quickly that the air chilled where she walked. However, this was probably not good for her climb - the moisture in the air and on the rocks was beginning to freeze and, as she watched, the slippery sloped became icy cliffs. That would be a little more difficult.

A little frustrated, but, at the same time, intrigued and excited about the challenge, Asimona stretched her cramped wings out a little. She may need them after all, should she fall of the ice.



"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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notes: (sorry Faelan didn't mean to tag you)

Asimona found a nice spot not far from the ground where her claws would fit well. It would require some ice breaking, but she was sure she could manage. She had scratched stone pretty easily so breaking ice probably wouldn't be a problem. She gave her muscles a small flex as almost a small warmup before she bunched herself and leaped.

Apparently, she didn't realize how heavy she was. With her thick skin and almost metallic plates and belly scales, the ice wasn't going to support her weight. She sure cut into the ice, but her claws just as easily broke it, the entire section crumbling and sending her tumbling back down to the ground. She landed with a loud bang as her hard stomach scales his the stone floor hard. There were a number of smaller breaking noises as shard of ice clattered down and shattered against the ground.

Disappointed and confused at how she had messed it up, Asimona looked up at the rock wall, contemplating how she was possibly going to get up there.



"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

tags: here
notes: open now!

Envy was pattering through Pisces as they returned along their lengthy route to Orion. They’d been gone for some time, long enough, even, for the lights to return. Envy had at first hated the lights. They hurt the small one’s eyes and left them blinded for a time... but the lights sure did make seeing easier, even though navigation was infinitely harder. Envy barely recognized landmarks which had been distinct against the blackness.

Still, they’d somehow made it this far in their quest back towards Orion. but there was a part of them didn’t want to return, wanderlust tugging their small paws another way. But the weasel had reason to return; they didn’t want to lose their few earthly possessions. The glowing stones which had guided them in the dark until their discovery of night vision, namely. The pebbles might be useless to Envy now, but they would still be guarded jealously.

The little one was distracted by the sight of something silvery near the cave wall- off the beaten track a little(not that they really knew which entrance they were looking for), but driven by curiosity, they loped towards it. In the time that they reached the other creature, they’d seen her trying to climb- and then fall. Envy stopped several meters away, tilting their head to watch, and laughed obnoxiously.

@Asimona

As Asimona looked up the stone wall, she heard a funny noise coming from behind her. After a moment, she realized that someone was laughing at her. For falling off the wall? Did it really look that funny?

Embarrassed and slightly angry, Asimona whipped around and caught sight of the weasel standing not far away. Her claws scraped at the stone as she glared at it. She felt her skin grow cold, but the air was chilled enough without any more help from her. She frowned as she turned completely, her tail lashing.

"What are you laughing at," she snarled.

@Envy

(I'm on mobile fuck tables)

Envy's laughter faded into a quiet giggle until it was stifled into a toothy smirk. Their lilac eyes narrowed slightly. They seemed upset. But Envy rose up onto their hind paws and puffed up, looking as unafraid and as powerful as they could. "I'm laughing at you, of course!" they declared with a chuckle.

The bony weasel's gaze flickered over the much larger creature's body; their silvery scales, their wings, their horns. Glorious and proud... Envy's upper lip creased in distaste, but they held back the fullest extent of their animosity with a snort, exuding carelessness and self-importance. What they wouldn't give to have scales like that, or horns, or wings! what they wouldn't give to be that tall and that glittering!

But the dragon couldn't know that.

"Who are you, anyway? Not that I really care. Obviously." The weasel looked away in obviously feigned disinterest, their gaze risking a quick glance back towards the dragon for a moment, and a hot breath steaming around their nose.

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

tags: @Asimona
notes: here

The dragon narrowed her eyes and took a better look at the weasel. She was young, but still bigger then this thing. It had fur covering what she hoped was skin underneath and it had no scales or spikes and no wings. How did it fly, then? Were there creatures that couldn't fly? She shifted her wings a little bit, wondering what it would be like not being able to fly. She didn't really like the thought.

She turned her attention back to the rude gembound in front of her. A growl rumbled in her throat. "Are you now? And what's so funny about me?" She glared at it, hoping that it at least would catch the cold air around her from when she had arrived. While she wasn't chilling the place anymore now, there was still frost on the ground.

But the question she didn't know how to answer. She didn't really know what she was. She simply was. She was Asimona. Her tail twitched with both annoyance and amusement at the smaller one's attempt at trying to look uninterested. It was obvious that it was, from the way that it looked at her and how it glanced back. "If you do care, I'm Asimona. And not that I care about you, you might as well tell me your name." She would play its game for now. She didn't want to attempt to climb while she was still in danger of failing in front of it.


"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

tags: @Envy
notes:

Envy was still as they felt the dragon's roving gaze picking over their bony frame, and the weasel found themselves grinning broadly, lifting their chin in obvious pride. They pictured - well, more like fantasized - that Asimona was looking at them in awe of their big personality compared with tiny stature. "Well, you looked pretty funny when you fell," they pointed out matter-of-factly. "And I've never seen anyone do that before. You must be pretty talented to be able to make sucking at something so entertaining!" the bratty little weasel couldn't help but let out a cackle, fur along their length prickling with mirth.

They met the dragon's icy gaze with grin still plastered across their muzzle, though they were holding back the shivers that bit them right to the bone, and had done since they'd come here. Cetus had been chilly the last time they'd been here, but not this chilly! The weasel's malnutrition was beginning to hold them back again; the lack of any kind of fat failed to keep out the icy bite, and their lack of nutrition left them without the energy to keep warm, so they felt themselves growing hungrier by the second.

Envy closed their eyes for a moment and breathed out another steaming breath, though they opened one to a sliver in order to keep an eye on the dragon. They had to stay strong, and that meant sorting out their hunger pains, which had been left unattended for far too long.

But alas, the magic slipped between their paws, and they were left shivering, with a growl toying at the edges of their stomach. They were unable to resist a shiver then, but tried again to suppress it, looking away from them.

"Asimona, huh? Heh." Envy pretended to be disinterested again, eyes flickering fully open as the dragon continued to speak, asking their name in turn. Envy grinned proudly. "My name's Envy."

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

tags: @Asimona
notes: here

Asimona snorted. She didn't like how this thing was talking, as if failing was entertaining. Failing was just the next step to success, if it didn't know. But she thought that it was probably futile to point this out. The bratty creature wouldn't listen to her.

She watched curiously as the little weasel closed their eyes. She wasn't really sure what they were doing. She thought she saw a shudder go through it, but she wasn't sure if it was from the cold or something else. Maybe it was using magic. At the thought, she felt her skin frost a little bit more and the temperature dropped slightly. She immediately felt bad, realizing that they were probably cold. Wait, why should I feel sorry? They're the ones being rude.

But it didn't matter. She tilted her head as it spoke its name. Envy. It suited them. Their jealousy was way too obvious. But she didn't want to be too mean back. That would simply spark more triumph to it. Yes, that was the perfect way to annoy them.

"What brings you here, Envy?" She spoke with a friendly tone, but the tip of her tail still twitched with exasperation.


"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

tags: @Envy
notes:

The cold was biting, now, and it was getting harder and harder to resist the urge to shiver. In the time that the scaly creature was silent other than a quiet snort, Envy's gaze drifted, eyelids relaxing as they once more focused in on their magic. A growl tugged at their stomach. That was the problem with existing on magic; it was never really filling.

Envy often found their mouth watering at the thoughts of sinking their teeth into wonderfully warm mouse-flesh or even the scaly hides of the little fishes they'd seen darting in the ponds around here. They hadn't eaten in two cycles and though they craved it, the hard marble sitting firmly at the back of their tongue felt like a cold, hard reminder of the worldly pleasures that were off-limits to them. The weasel shivered again, much to their annoyance, brows furrowing on their furry face as they bared one tooth with displeasure.

It seemed like thoughts of food had done it, though; the young one sighed in immense relief as their hunger pangs faded, satiation creeping in to take its place, although the bite of such frequent hunger had left a distinct hollowness in its place. They raised their head slightly as though woken from a deep sleep, gaze snapping sharply to Asimona as though just remembering that she was present. They didn't feel quite so cold now, although the chill still clawed at their bony hide. What brought them here? "I was heading back to Orion. I used to live there," they explained briskly, but honestly. "Then I saw you, and I thought I'd...-" they cut off sharply, biting their lip. What had they come over here for?

A brief look of dismay caught on their face for a moment, as though they'd been caught out, but they hastily changed it to a snort.

"I thought I'd... Y'know... come over here and... give you a hard time." Envy grinned, pleased with their save.

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

tags: @Asimona
notes: here

Envy did it again, going all weird and closing their eyes. Asimona narrowed her eyes and leaned forward a little bit, curious. Were they doing magic? What for? She didn't see anything obvious happen to them, so she wondered if there was something on the inside. Maybe they were hurt? They didn't seem to be in pain, though, besides the shivering. Maybe that was it. It didn't cross her mind that they were cold - to her, the air was perfectly pleasant, if not a little warm for her tastes. Sure, it was cold, but at this level, it couldn't penetrate her thick skin and scales. Having never met many gembounds, she assumed that they were all like this.

She decided to voice her concerns, in case there was something actually wrong. "Why are you shivering?" Even though she wasn't a fan of Envy, she wasn't going to let it be in pain.

Orion? Where was Orion? She didn't really know the name of the room she was in, but she decided not to bring it up so that Envy had more reason to taunt her. She smirked with amusement. "Well you certainly are giving me a hard time."

She turned back to the wall, wondering if the ice was gone. To her disappointment, it was not. In fact, the temperature change had frozen even more of it and now the whole rock face was shining with ice. "Have you ever climbed these walls? I didn't mean to freeze them, that's why I fell."


"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

tags: @Envy
notes: