[MythicDusk]

Redemption smiled slightly. "Mr. Attobeast, even if you do not join my cause, I would never let any harm befall you, your family nor your friends. I will make sure of that." Her eyes were dark as her claws scraped across the sand, staggering to a stand she took flight, circling the island then delving into the sea, bursting back out from the water with a roar, dragging herself onto the beach and shaking the water from her scales with a smile. She just wanted to get the sand off her, and it worked.

[Freezair]

"Thank you for that kindness, then." He dipped his head respectfully, and watched her dive into the water. He could not see either of his little friends--they had swum around to the other side, then. He was not very good at swimming. He was a member of the Tundra family; he was about ice, not the water that came before it.

A thought occured to him. He chuckled. "But please. No 'Mr. Attobeast.' It feels... silly."

[58]

[MythicDusk]

Redemption's eyes shone with playful joy. "What should I call you then? Sir Attobeast? The Attobeaster? The Attman?" A grin crossed her face, her tail waving and her eyes shone bright, her wings spreading, her body lowered to the sands, her sleek chest brushing against the slight raises in the sand, moving her feet from side to side in a playful dance, her head tilted up at him to look at him, still grinning playfully.

[And so, my muse dies ]

[Freezair]

((Heehee. It's OK. We can stop if you want. ))

The Attobeast's eyes drifted off to the horizon. If his face had been anything like a human's, a smile may just have been playing over his lips.

"Perhaps the name is... not quite accurate, given what I am now in contrast with what I once was. But... If The Attobeast does not suffice for you... perhaps you would then like to call me..."

He spoke the name almost reverantly.

"...Blizzard."

[59]

[MythicDusk]

She smiled and bobbed her head. "It is a nice name, I must say." She smiled slightly. "Most people just call me Reddi for short. Confusion simply calls me 'Flame-tail.' It's all I am to him." She seemed saddened by this as she sat herself down, turning her head from him, sighing quiety and gently through her nostrils. Maybe she should of listened to other people when they told her to move on. After all, she had been told she had the heart of a driter. Paranoia had set down roots, she had nothing, she had no children, no family, her one freind wanted nothing to do with her. She was truly alone. But at least she hd Blizzard...Right?

(I'm afraid this is her leaving post, but if you want to roleplay with an of my other pets, just ask :3)