[Tori]

Oh, goodness. Henry hadn't been here in ages. It was quite the same as it had been a year earlier, but certain things were different—the usual crowd had moved on, replaced by a louder, overenthusiastic group—not to mention, this time he was alone. He didn't recognize a blessed soul. A trainer and her pair of rambunctious Rexxels skittered past, laughing and giggling and screeching like schoolchildren.

It was a nice day, though. Yes, quite lovely. The weather around Terrace was always so beautiful. Henry flew lazily around, his ponderous bulk bobbing up and down with each wing beat. The air was cool this time of year, not quite cold, but enough to send a shiver down his spine. In the sunlight, his black scales took on a smooth blue sheen, the rays of light reflecting off the ridges on each scale. Where the light hit the green markings on his body, it looked like cellophane over the liquid in glow sticks, but the markings that lay in shadow still pulsated and dimmed periodically. Some of the younger trainers and pets were distracted by his appearance for a moment, but then quickly went on doing their thing. He hoped at least he would find someone to talk to.

[11]

[Krystalolive]

Kirke was NOT a happy Turkezilla. First she was just going out, find a few 'supplies' and maybe eat something (or someone) but now she had somehow ended up in Terrance Park of all places. Sure there was plenty of little kids to... 'Play' with, but there was also alot of adults and creatures she did NOT want to mess with.

The Turkezilla walked around, munching on some chicken nuggets she stole from a kid. "Mmm. Chicken. Best tasting animal ever." She found a stump to sit on, watching as mothers came and carried their kids away from her. Kirke smiled. Well, as well as a giant turkey can smile. This might turn into a good day after all.

[Tori]

Henry closed his eyes for one second, yawning in his overwhelming boredom—and ran into a mass of feathers that must have been as big as himself. He stumbled, the claw of one wing catching dirt, and tumbled over himself, landing flat on his back on the trampled grass.

He blinked, once, twice, until his vision cleared, then he lifted his head to find a very large turkey and a couple of chicken nuggets scattered on the ground. He quickly righted himself, keeping his head low, curling his tail (for it was far too long to tuck between his legs, as he would have instinctively done.) He resembled very closely a sulking dog, in the most submissive position he could muster in hopes he wouldn't be eaten.

However a Turkezilla would eat an animal his size was beyond him, but one could never be too sure.

[12] ((XD;; You'll find he's quite the slab of gutless white meat. -pets him-))

[seruame]

Sera Jack

Jack wandered into the park quietly, half asleep, hooves dragging along the grass. He hadn't slept much at all the night before; Sera had been kicking him in her sleep a lot lately. So, naturally, he'd decided that she needed to get out a play in the park, maybe exhaust herself into peaceful slumber. But it wasn't likely; the femme was trotting over the grass like a goddess. She pranced happily about, dancing around him until he snapped at her. "Knock it off, girlie. You're too energetic for one so restless at night."
She paused, and smiled, "Sorry. It's been a while since Seru-chaan let us wander free," she licked her lips, and glanced about. Then she spotted the Turkezilla. Her eyes got huge, and she almost tripped, backing up. "Is that a...Turkezilla?" she asked. Jack nodded, and shrugged.
"Just don't look appetizing, m'kay?" Jack laughed sardonically.

[Krystalolive]

Kirke saw something out of the corner out her eye, then fell to the ground. Something, or someone had run into to her. And that someone was going to be a chicken in a moment! She turned around, anger burning in her tiny beady eyes. She was about to begin the curse when she saw what bumped into to her. A Hollowheart. A pathetic, spineless Hollowheart, but a Hollowheart none the less. She paused, staring him down.

"Why don't you watch where ya going ya big bag of scales?" Not the best threat she ever made, but she really didn't seem to need a good one to scare this guy. He was already scared out of his wits.

[Tori]

Henry pouted on the ground, blinking up at her with his blank white eyes. So sorry, miss, he said in his thought-speak, hoping she wouldn't eat him or something of the like. He could read her thoughts; she thought he was spineless? How rude. He squirmed slightly in protest, but didn't chance getting on her bad side... right now, she looked more amused than angry, and he hoped to keep it that way.

[13] ((Oh, dear, I'm sorry it took so long. D: School and junk.))