1on1 WOF RP

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She flicked her tounge. 'Oh. Well- er- I-' She stopped talking.
(OMGGG YASSSSS)

She stiffend. "Er- Thanks!" She spread her wings and reaveld her torn bottom right wing.

She scooted away and tucked her wings in. 'I- er- I can unpack it's fine! I don't want to be a burden.' The last scentce she said a whisper.

SHe didn't know how to respond. "If you want to help you can..." She slowly gave her her Backpack? Pouch? Bag?

also does anyone wanna ship with Echo?))

She walked besides Fatewatcher as the two of them headed to the library, unknown of Darkmsmokes gay panic. She felt comfortable around these new dragons, so, she spoke, "Oh, I can't wait to see what books they have," she told Fatewatcher. "I've started this series called 'Legends: Tales of the Zirith', but I only have the first book, and I'm dyingto know what happens next," she added.
There was a small ledge path that was a bit higher in the air, so she leaped up on there and carefully balanced as she walked. She liked doing random stuff like that. And now, she was taller that Fatewatcher! "Ha, I'm taller than you now,"

(My gay alert has been set off… Fatewatcher + Echopool…)

Yes yes yes! “Oh, ok!” She took the bag gently from Sweetenedhoney and began carefully taking out the items. (Leaving descriptions of the items open). Darksmoke was careful to not accidentally touch Sweet; she didn’t want to lost this precious moment of her not being afraid. As she moved closer she became painfully aware of how she was a bit larger and had to keep full control of every nerve to not touch her paper thin wings. She had to come even closer to put unpack the items and she felt Sweet’s body recoil as she was forced to go nearer. “Sorry…” she muttered as her cheeks flushed under her dark scales and she painstakingly took out every item. She had her wings tucked tightly to the side of her body and she was trying hard to not even breathe lest she scare away Sweet. Finally, majority of the items had been set with upmost care onto the ledge and Darksmoke backed up from Sweet. “There,” she said. “welcome to our den!”

Darksmoke felt happy and she didn’t flinch or remove her claw from under Sweet’s. She left it there for a moment and relished the light pressure on top of her paw. Soon Sweet removed it and Darksmoke jumped back onto her ledge and then hung her head down over it so she was upside down. Her claws stuck up in the air almost comically, and even her hindlegs stuck up in the air. She’s still cute even when my reality is flipped. She yawned and her fangs glinted in the dim light. “So, what brings you to Jade Academy?”

Instead of embarssesment she looked at her with fear.

She snapped out of her trance. 'I'm okay. I just..." SHe wheezed slightly, "Some air..." 
(when she gets really stressed out she to just- *Passes out*.)