Mischievous Mimicry

Mischievous Mimicry | Fair Activities

Kagumari 14153 | Bullet 003 | Dragomir 11463

Collaboration Between Alliion and xQueen0fHellx

  The sun was beginning to fall behind the mountains leaving bright hues of pinks and soft purples. Kag glided through the sunset-lit clouds feeling tiny water droplets cling to his wings before falling. 

It was the perfect evening to enjoy some time with others. His loneliness had overstepped its bounds over the past months and he felt it necessary to reward himself. As Kag descended past the clouds the bright lights came into view.

    He took a fluid dive flapping his heavy wings to catch himself. A shadow appeared near his landing zone and quickly flapped out of the way stumbling on the grass. 

    “Watch it old man,” a dark marking puller grumbled at him. His almost pitch black coat almost absorbed the light.

“Next time a boulder comes barreling towards you, I highly doubt it would take the time to consider your feelings.” Kag scoffed and tucked his wings in following behind the puller. The black vayron chuckled a bit and looked behind himself.

“Bullet, hurry it up or I’m leaving you,” a brown little runner poked her head up from a stand and bounded over to the group. Before she could speak some small creature ran over the feet of the dark puller causing him to yelp.

“That’s not very like your stature,” Kag laughed and the puller groaned.

“Well since it appears as if you are forcing yourself upon us, I’m Dragomir and this is my parasite, Bullet.” The runner squeaked in laughter and followed the creature further into the fair. Kag and Dragomir gave each other a look before following behind her. The little creature scampered up a wooden post and sat on the stall’s edge before sticking out its tongue at the group and retreating into the stall’s various bins.

Bullet ran up to the stall and leaned over the counter to see a scroungy chaser peel his lips back at her.

“We aren’t open yet girl!” He barked at her and Bullet pulled back. Kag and Dragomir stood behind her looking into the stall at the old chaser gathering items and placing them on his table.

    Dragomir was usually a patient hunter, but the energy of the fair was getting to him. He looked around for something to do but thankfully the chaser finished setting up in fast time. His tagalong clearly was not going to let this go after seeing the creature, and he got the feeling the tyr that had joined them likely wouldn't let him stray far.

    Kag had been eyeing the items being placed at the stall curiously and before their very eyes, the creature that had crawled up the posts had scrambled back down again and transformed into an exact duplicate of something on the table. 

    Bullet was practically dancing on her toes just thrilled to see this, while the puller was convinced it was some sort of trick. The knowing look on the tyr's face made him feel out of place at the fair.

    The old chaser grabbed the once imp, and the matching goblet, put them under the table, moved his paws around, and set them both back where they were.

    "Now then, who wants to guess the real chalice, eh?"

    Bullet wasted no time in grabbing a cup, only for it to blow raspberries in her face, and she had to shake the spittle away and the vendor again switched around the cups.

    Both of his companions, new and old, turned to look at him expectantly. 

    "Oh for the love of-"

    He wasn't here to play silly games. He was here to show off his skills. There had to be some sort of fighting arena around here yeah?

    Still… He sighed and squinted at the goblets before reaching for one.

    A pair of talons intercepted him, knocking his paw away from the cup he was reaching for to snag the opposite.

    "Oi, what gives?!"

    The goblet remained a goblet, and the grin on the larger reosean's face grew wide.

    "Looks like you were going to be wrong, Mr. Dark and Moody."

    The tyr elicited a fit of giggles from Bullet, who itched closer to the game-winner, and Dragomir groaned, knowing he wouldn't be rid of either of them now.

    "Fine fine. Grab your prize and let's find something else."

    He huffed and turned away, ignoring giggles that sounded suspiciously like 'sore loser'. He'd find something he could win next. Thankfully, the other two fell in behind him; he wasn't going to escape the wit and jokes, nor did he think he wanted to.