Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28439145-20171003004547/@comment-26510374-20171005040532

"I don't see why you still feel the need to wear those stupid bits of armor," Flash grumbled to Abalone.

Shiver's ear twitched as she glanced at Abalone. They were nearing the edge of camp. "They're fine, compared to the rest of his traits."

Stinger's eyes lit up. "You know what that means... Shiver thinks armor is hot!"

"That's not true!" Shiver yelped, glaring at the skinny yellow male. "Just because I said something slightly positive..."

Stinger caught up to Abalone, who glanced at him, rather amused as Shiver was irritated in this instance.

Ticker trotted next to her sibling, her expression betraying the laughter she was holding in. Giggling, she leaned over and whispered fiercely into Stinger's ear, causing both of them to erupt into loud snickers.

Stinger grabbed a piece of armor from Abalone's back, who stopped and turned to watch curiously. Ticker stood beside him, covering her mouth with her claws and emitting muffled giggles and hiccups.

Shiver halted as well, glaring at Stinger suspiciously. Flash looked as if he both wished he had never commented and also as if he was trying not to giggle like an idiot.

Stinger draped the armor around his neck like a feather boa, moving about dramatically.

"Oh, Shiiiiiiiiver!" Stinger exclaimed in a ridiculous voice, laying one of his arms across his forehead and exhaling loudly. Ticker fell over making snorting noises. Shiver recoiled, looking like she had just stepped on a reasonably large banana slug.

"I've got aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarmor on me now. Won't you preeeeetty pleeeaaaaaaaase go out with me?"

Ticker exploded into a fit of laughter. Nobody was around, thank goodness, so nobody was scolded. Flash bit his lip, grinning faintly. Abalone looked amused even though he didn't like anyone touching his armor.

"Ergh!" Shiver snarled. "Just leave it!"

Stinger had been flirting with Shiver for a while now, before Abalone had arrived.

The yellow dragon shrugged, tossing Abalone the armor. "Likely never will.... that is, unless you return my feelings." Stinger turned back towards the camp entrance, flashing Shiver a toothy grin. The female pouted and stomped after them.

i'm planning on having shiver + obscurity stick around so i guess i'll make forms forms forms formsformsforms forms foooorms forms oh how i love forms