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Quetzol
{Ignore my crappy snoring sounds. xD}
"Zzzzz....."
The black creature that sat in the reading chair was quite content at the moment. There was little going on...well, except for the war of course. But there was little going on that he was commanded to take part in. Well, excluding the fact that he was supposed to be researching battle tactics to give to his master, and from her to the war pets Epoh, Striker, and Arkadios. Although the Gyyraptor loved to read books of any kind and was fascinated with all sorts of learning, today he was drowsy and tired, not really in the mood to pick up a book. The Gyyraptor's name was Quetzol, and his greenish hue proved the fact that he was of the Venom coloration. But luckily, the young Gyyraptor was on the low end of the toxicity scale, and for that he was grateful. Quetzol hadn't wanted to have to break off from the outside word because of 'toxicness.' But there was little chance that he was going to poison someone, so the idea had long vanished altogether. But now Quetzol snored on, not aware of the time, or of anything, for that matter. The midday sun did not seem to bother his sleeping any, and the Gyyraptor was comfortably slouched over the table, a book carelessly open at his claws.
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