Board Thread:Invite Only/Private RPs/@comment-34100315-20190906062503/@comment-34100315-20190908231424

(well then, let's begin)

Deep inside the Realm of Thought, a foul sandstorm is sweeping across a shocking normal desert. Flying in on a sand gust comes Kirby, who's sent falling straight into the oasis that Shelter is built around. Kirby precedes to swim out of the water as... a cougar?

Meanwhile, not far from Shelter, three, somewhat similar looking dragons dragons are heading towards a tower in the distance.

The first one, who's scales are shifting between several eyebleeding colors, doesn't even seem to mind the heat and the sand getting in her eyes. The second one, who's the same colors as the desert sands, is covering their eyes with their tail. The last one keeps breathing ice on themselves, presumably to stay cool, but the sand isn't helping.

"Leave me alone, you stupid sand!" the dragon snarls, leaping at a gust of sand in an attacking pose. As expected, they fall right through the sand, but unexpectedly, they come out the other end as an arctic fox. The first dragon, named Passion, doesn't seem to notice, but the second dragon, Dustbowl, is clearly confused.