Festival of the Day 2020


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TomboyKei
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Chapter 24
Published 3 years, 10 months ago
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A event that required you do gift art for others. Most of the character involved will not belong to me. This is a mix of art AND writing

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Snow Steeds


A small storm was picking up as a red and grey colored stream was seen dashing through the already laid snow. The fire hybrid was not having the best of times, but he was having a good time as he tried to go as fast as he could through the wintery cold slush that had melted a bit and was refreezing as the new storm came through. He didn’t have on his nice wheels, much to his displeasure, but Ixavier (his rider) told him in this kind of weather he wouldn’t go far with wheels. He didn’t want to just be spinning in place, and he wasn’t too sure if Ix was right, but the other had never steered him wrong before and he knew loved him so he stuck to the normal metals legs that were keeping him that little bit warmer as they kept his fleshy bits away from the cold.

Ixavier had come into the living room, calling for a might snow steed that could take him to victory, and a good steed he was very much trying to be as he rushed them along to the city’s sore for some last minute shopping the boys had ‘forgotten’ about. In the middle of cooking up the lay out of christmas dinner, Kaz realized they were short on some of the foods he has laid out the night before. Maybe not realizing the dragons more than likely got into it, or maybe he was ignoring that fact to keep everyone in the good spirits he wanted. Either way, the things were needed and Ix offered to get it for his bond partner. He too didn’t want to disappoint anyone with a missing item in their meal, as they have promised their small hoard (that consisted of mostly Kaz’s dragons) a grand feast full of so many different things.

So trudging along with loud vroom and revving noises, Yao was wanting to please the burnette and everyone else like the good king he was. Kaz had even told him the best kings took care of their subjects! And that was exactly what fetching the groceries were as far as the fire hybrid cared to think about. He’d return home to cheer from Kaz at least, with maybe a few reward pets and kisses to both himself and his rider. Ah yes, a good reward fit for the king of the caravans, he was looking forward to it.