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Post by gattlin on May 20, 2009 17:39:54 GMT -5
Though many a person's eyes the swamps of the Beast world might not seem that pretty or romantic, but to one particular dragon, things like the swamp seemed to attract him.
Trying to walk on his tiny legs, his long thin body wobbling side to side with each step, Splotchy Ink looked around for a safe and dry place to set up a canvas. That might not sound hard, but one must remember that there are Dragon Eating Trees in a Beast Maker swamp. Still, being green and covered in black splotches served as good camouflage in such conditions.
"I hope I can at least clean this blasted mud out of my pants later" mumbled Splotchy as he trudged through the mud.
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