Predaking (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bigdaddydragon) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
kismet_loop_logs2015-01-09 10:46 pm
bigdaddydragon) wrote in kismet_loop_logs2015-01-09 10:46 pm
Entry tags:
Out and About
Who: Predaking and you~
Where: The Eastern Ruins
When: Prior to his explorations with Sam.
What: Exploring~ Getting use to this place.
Warnings: N/A at the moment
Predaking still wasn't sure what to make of this place, as a whole, but he was slowly growing more comfortable with the differences and similarities to the Cybertron he knew. Sure, he missed his kin and he even found himself missing the Autobots that weren't present here, the ones that he had come to respect, but there were individuals here that had made him feel welcome; that had treated him like more than a monster.
And for that, he was grateful.
It was one of the many occasions that the beast king had been out flying that he found himself crossing over the Eastern ruins, the dragon circling a few times before tucking his wings and spiraling downward, landing not far from one of the bridges. His gaze swept over the area then the bridge himself, lingering there as he felt an odd air about the place.
An old air.
His tail lashed and he tucked his wings as he opted to stick to the ground for the time being, slowly making his way away from the bridge to explore further, though wary of the misma where it lurked as he went.
Where: The Eastern Ruins
When: Prior to his explorations with Sam.
What: Exploring~ Getting use to this place.
Warnings: N/A at the moment
Predaking still wasn't sure what to make of this place, as a whole, but he was slowly growing more comfortable with the differences and similarities to the Cybertron he knew. Sure, he missed his kin and he even found himself missing the Autobots that weren't present here, the ones that he had come to respect, but there were individuals here that had made him feel welcome; that had treated him like more than a monster.
And for that, he was grateful.
It was one of the many occasions that the beast king had been out flying that he found himself crossing over the Eastern ruins, the dragon circling a few times before tucking his wings and spiraling downward, landing not far from one of the bridges. His gaze swept over the area then the bridge himself, lingering there as he felt an odd air about the place.
An old air.
His tail lashed and he tucked his wings as he opted to stick to the ground for the time being, slowly making his way away from the bridge to explore further, though wary of the misma where it lurked as he went.
no subject
How long had it been since he was just able to fly with another being without worrying about a war?
no subject