Post by Saxi and Sub-Zero on Dec 27, 2013 22:57:27 GMT -5
Time: noon
Weather: not too chilly, not warm, but not cold. A fairly nice day.
Date: november 3
Saxi kicked his dragon forward. If dragons could sweat, sub-zero would be soaked. However he was not near winded, he was a very in-shape dragon. Fed and fit to perfection. The lizard looked like he was on steiroids from the amount of muscle he'd out on.
However here was the one part of Saxi routine he dispised. Groundwork. Galewings were meant for the skies not for land. Oh well, Saxi always had his reasons.
"back." was all Saxi had to say.
The reighns tightened and the bit was pulled back against his teeth. Subzero immideatly began backing up at a quick pace. Then to the side as Saxi's heels dug into his side. Foot over foot he manuvered easily from years of practice. This was an everyday routine for him. Saxi laid his reighns over the dragon's neck, dug his left heel in and pulled Sub-zero's head to the side harshly. He began to sprint in tight circles. His head almost comepletely touching the tip of his tail.
They stopped, finaly. Subzero laid down as his saddle was removed. Uh-oh... Sneeze! He tried to hold it untill Saxi passed, but couldnt. He sneezed all over Saxi's shirt. Oopsie.
" awwww really?!" he sighed. Finaly breaking his cold facade he wore infront of the kids. He shook his head, unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it to the side. Gross. He caught a chill, yeah he needed to go get another shirt.
Sub-zero's eyes fell on Saxi's tattoos. He'd begged him not to ink up his beautiful skin, but hed gone and done it anyways. He rolled his eyes. Saxi wanted to get more tattoos, but Subzero wouldnt alow it. Atleast they were hidden.
Saxi slipped on another shirt, leaving it unbuttoned for the timebeing as he pulled the briddle off Sub-zero.
"Im sorry, I swear that was for the mostpart, an accsedent." Sub-zero chuckled.
Saxi rolled his eyes then realized his dragon wouldn't quit staring at his tatoos. "I could care less what you say Im getting another. There are children with visable tattoos, I dont see why you hate them so much."
"your stabing your skin repeatedly with a needle covered in dirty ink. Your luck your 'work of art' would get infected and kill you. That and when you get old and lose what little muscle you have ' breathe' will say 'bleth' "
Saxi laughed, "well, that myfriend, is older me's problem."
Weather: not too chilly, not warm, but not cold. A fairly nice day.
Date: november 3
Saxi kicked his dragon forward. If dragons could sweat, sub-zero would be soaked. However he was not near winded, he was a very in-shape dragon. Fed and fit to perfection. The lizard looked like he was on steiroids from the amount of muscle he'd out on.
However here was the one part of Saxi routine he dispised. Groundwork. Galewings were meant for the skies not for land. Oh well, Saxi always had his reasons.
"back." was all Saxi had to say.
The reighns tightened and the bit was pulled back against his teeth. Subzero immideatly began backing up at a quick pace. Then to the side as Saxi's heels dug into his side. Foot over foot he manuvered easily from years of practice. This was an everyday routine for him. Saxi laid his reighns over the dragon's neck, dug his left heel in and pulled Sub-zero's head to the side harshly. He began to sprint in tight circles. His head almost comepletely touching the tip of his tail.
They stopped, finaly. Subzero laid down as his saddle was removed. Uh-oh... Sneeze! He tried to hold it untill Saxi passed, but couldnt. He sneezed all over Saxi's shirt. Oopsie.
" awwww really?!" he sighed. Finaly breaking his cold facade he wore infront of the kids. He shook his head, unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it to the side. Gross. He caught a chill, yeah he needed to go get another shirt.
Sub-zero's eyes fell on Saxi's tattoos. He'd begged him not to ink up his beautiful skin, but hed gone and done it anyways. He rolled his eyes. Saxi wanted to get more tattoos, but Subzero wouldnt alow it. Atleast they were hidden.
Saxi slipped on another shirt, leaving it unbuttoned for the timebeing as he pulled the briddle off Sub-zero.
"Im sorry, I swear that was for the mostpart, an accsedent." Sub-zero chuckled.
Saxi rolled his eyes then realized his dragon wouldn't quit staring at his tatoos. "I could care less what you say Im getting another. There are children with visable tattoos, I dont see why you hate them so much."
"your stabing your skin repeatedly with a needle covered in dirty ink. Your luck your 'work of art' would get infected and kill you. That and when you get old and lose what little muscle you have ' breathe' will say 'bleth' "
Saxi laughed, "well, that myfriend, is older me's problem."