It might take a moment for me to find a photo. But I might be like a shakeshifter maybe I have no clue though.))
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Orion was in the forest and looked around he would hear some sounds nearby and slowly followed it to a small town. He was able to see the town and the people moving and he would hid behind some trees titling his head slightly before picking some apples and slowly going closer to the town.
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Shiro exquisitely ventured out into the balmy afternoon sunshine, indulging in the sensation of the gentle breeze caressing his shimmering epidermis. With practiced dexterity, he adjusted his stylishly tailored outfit, while perfunctorily running his fingers through his lustrous alabaster locks, admiring the diminutive park that lay before his eyes, an idyllic refuge for solitude and honing his deft swordsmanship.
Shiro's arresting appearance never went unnoticed; it often captured the fascination of the passersby, eliciting both favorable and adverse responses. His heterochromatic eyes presented an unusual sight that many people found intriguing. Some were appreciative of his remarkable look, while others kept their opinions to themselves. Nevertheless, Shiro's self-confidence remained unwavering, and he refused to allow anyone to undermine his extraordinary composure.
After retrieving his guitar from his satchel, Shiro gracefully seated himself on a nearby bench, adroitly plucking the taut strings. The instrument's melodious tones, blending harmoniously with the stillness of the park, added a timeless peace to the ambiance.
As Shiro indulged himself in playing his soulful melody, he sensed someone's presence nearby. He was determined to ignore them, much as he always had, a habit he had developed over time due to the prevalent ignorance and prejudice people often displayed towards his atypical appearance. However, this stranger chose to persist, standing over him, leaving him with no recourse but to open his bright heterochromatic eyes and gaze upon the individual, feeling a sense of curiosity inside.
As Orion slowly crept closer he would hear the music. His neck would crank to try and find whom ever was playing the songs it was quite pleasant. With the apples in his arms he hoped that he wouldn't hear to much screaming. No matter where he went if normal looking people was around they would scream and yell acting as if he was some kind of wild animal. Though he could never fund it in his heart to blame them seeing how he looked. Even other creatures would run away from him even in his human like form.
As the tune lead him to the park he slowly got closer but would freeze when the person turned to see him. He held out a ripe apple in his claws. Tossing it to them as not to scream or in hopes for them not to scream. His tail drug the ground as he took a few steeps back his red and black wings flapped slight with his red like eyes darting around unsure on what was going to happen. It was clear that he was ready to flee and the slightest thing. Whitch was odd for his looks witch seemed as though he would fight anything that was in his path.
Shiro was greatly surprised by the abrupt apparition of a particular entity before him, bedecked with wings and a tail that alluded to its otherworldly nature. Initially apprehensive, he soon relented upon the creature’s proffered gift of an apple, a solemn gesture of harmony that far surpassed human vocal expression. With tentative grace, Shiro accepted the fruit, and could not help but cast his gaze upon the creature’s wings and tail once more, his awe increasing towards the enigmatic being in front of him.
Utterly mystified yet embedded with an unparalleled sense of comfort in the being’s presence, Shiro extended a quiet burst of gratitude towards the entity, as the lucid rays of sunlight puncturing through the branches imbued his heterochromatic eyes with a glimmer of resplendence. “Thank you, sir. If you don't mind me asking…, what are you?"
Orion seemed to almost bolt but frozen as his eyes snapped to Shiro and froze before shrinking slightly. He hunched over and blinked and seemed slightly taken back by the calmness in Shiro's tone. His hands would fiddle around as he blinked and then spoke, “ Your welcome, I'm uh a dragon-…well part dragon.” His voice was deep and growl like almost but the more he spoke the more calm it became. Orion took a few steeps closer his red scales shimmered in the light. “ your not yelling?”
His red eyes narrowed slightly in confusion he wasn't used to someone not screaming at him. He kept getting closer but froze and looked about for anyone else. Some people was staring at him and he froze still holding the apples in his arms.
His optics intently tracked the motions of Orion, meticulously absorbing each facet of his scintillant crimson scales and expansive wings. Despite the grandeur of the spectacle that materialized before him, Shiro maintained an impressive composure, his vocal timbre resolute as he vocalized his forthcoming inquiry. “Why would I yell? You seem quite friendly, after all.” Shiro delicately massaged the bestowed fruit within his grasp, his cranium obliquely canting to the minutest degree. Thereupon, a subdued chuckle escaped his lips. “Besides, it's not every day that I meet a dragon.”
“ well, everyone else that sees me tends to well scream.” The dragon huffed out now standing up stright. He would take one of the apples and bite into it. He seemed to be debating if he should get any closer. He shrugged his shoulder before getting slightly closer before sitting on the grass.
(Sorry it is so short!)
Shiro was assailed by a slight twinge of mournfulness, cognizant that the being had in all probability been exposed to a considerable amount of derision and obstacles in his existence due to his singular countenance. Nonetheless, he made up his mind to ensure that the dragon felt welcome and treasured in his presence. Shiro executed a graceful descent onto the verdant turf (the grass), while concurrently sustaining an affable and nonchalant bearing as he interacted with him. “Well, I promise you won't be getting any screams from me. I'm Shiro, by the way,” he said as he cordially extended his hand towards the dragon, his kindly gaze ensconced on his distinctive features. “It's quite nice to meet you.”
Orion watched Shiro sit down on the grass. As he held a hand for a shake he reached out his own slightly scales hand with his sharpened black nail like claws and shook his hand, “ I'm Orion, pleasure to meet you, Shiro.” He slowly took back his hand looking about watching as people started to pause and stare. His tail swatted around the grass with slight impatience yet he wouldn't dare look to any of the other people around.
“ That song you was playing. That was very nice.” He would state still fiddling around with his claws. But when he looked up and saw the other person's gaze he found it fascinating how he had two different colors eyes but wouldn't bring that up not knowing how Shiro would react.
Shiro's countenance eased into a pleased expression upon receiving his compliment. “Thank you, Orion. I'm glad you enjoyed it." He noted the dragon's furtive glances towards the gawkers and thought it best to divert his attention. "So, do you often come around here?" Shiro inquired amiably, purposely maintaining a casual tone in order not to agitate him. "I don't imagine there are many places where you can...um...spread your wings, so to speak." Shiro gestured towards the sky in a semblance of demonstration. "I mean, I always feel a bit claustrophobic in the city, even though I was born and raised here.” His voice trailed off wistfully as he looked up at the clouds floating miles above them.
Orion let out a chuckle looking at his own wings flapping them a few times causing a pleasant breeze. “ no not often at all I tend to stay in the mountains where no one goes.” He replied shaking his head as he spoke. “ and there I tend to be in my dragon form. So-” he pointed to his red wings on his back, “ they are bigger than this well everything is.” He looked up to the sky. He saw how clouded and polluted the air was compared to where he lived. The air seemed to be thicker and had a odd tase, at lest in his own opinion.
“If you feel that way about this place then why not just leave.” Though Orion was in fact civil and understood some human customs he never could get his mind around all of them. Besides its gard to ask people questions when they are screaming and running away from you.
Shiro paused for a moment, taking into careful consideration Orion's words that highlighted Shiro's hesitance. "Well, I suppose it's because I don't really have anywhere else to go," he eventually confessed with a nonchalant shrug, holding back a sign of despair. "I always feel a little bit…off, you know?" Fiddling with his fingers, Shiro expressed, "I often sense that I am not whole, that there is something that I'm missing."
Looking back up at Orion, Shiro gave a semblance of a smile. "But I suppose we all feel that way sometimes, don't we?" He reclined back on the grass, feeling its coolness against his skin. “So, tell me, what brings you out here today? Just enjoying the fresh air?”
The dragon took time to think about what he was told it never made sense to him how people would stay in one spot without anywhere to go. Why not just make somewhere, but it must be hard for some to leave a place they always knew. “ I mean yes, but why don't you try to find it? I mean what your lacking.” He would do some hand motions as he spoke before sitting om his knees looking up to the bright blue sky as the clouds drifted slowly.
“ Oh just flying around and got hungry then I heard that song and followed.” Oriom looked to Shiro after he spoke, “ and what of you? Or well why are you here?” He realized how odd the question must of been seeing how Shiro lived around here so him being around this area must of been a normal thing for the white haired boy.boy. Then realized what he said and quickly ponited to the apple, “ I mean for the apples nnothing else.” He looked away from him watching the other people just walking around at talking
Shiro expressed amusement at Orion's prompt backtrack, while the latter endeavored to cloak his inquisition. "Don't worry, I understand. The apples here are pretty tasty," Shiro elucidated with a smirk. "As for why I'm here, well, I guess I just needed to get out of the house for a bit. Sometimes, it's nice to just wander and see where your feet take you."
He altered his posture, laying down on his stomach, and relied on his bent elbows for support. "Plus, I've always liked coming to this park. It's peaceful here, you know? Away from all the hustle and bustle of the city. And who knows, I might find what I'm looking for out here," he articulated thoughtfully while gazing upwards at the sky. "But for now, I'm content just enjoying the feeling of the sun on my skin and the grass beneath me."
As the conversation progressed, Shiro perceived a sense of solace encapsulating him. It was truly welcoming to converse with a fellow being, even if it was with a dragon whom he had just encountered. For a fleeting span of time, he conceded to dismissing his apprehensions and luxuriated in the tranquility of the moment.
“ I don't understand how anyone can enjoy l8ving in a city. The air is so just unclean and thick.” Orion was about to complain about coty'city's but would stop and let out a small sigh as his new found friend started to talk of the park. It was calming to be here and the half dragon could see why he lighted it in the park. So he gave a small nod of approval. “ the park is very calm I can see why you like this” his reply was soft as his narrowed ref eyes looked about. The large amounts of groups that was their buy him at a I'll ease but he tried to toss it out of his thoughts for now and just be in the moment.
(Resendin’ this so the RP doesn’t fall off the face of the Earth.))
Shiro appeared to concur with Orion's reluctance concerning city dwelling, and expressed his concurrence by stating, “Yeah, I can see why you'd feel that way. Sometimes the noise and pollution can be overwhelming.” Continuing, with his face angled towards Orion, Shiro averred, "But at the same time, there's also a certain energy that you can't find anywhere else. The people, the culture, the excitement - it's all a part of what makes the city so unique."
Casting his eyes once more towards the skies and appearing to be intensely taking in the solar radiance surrounding him, he concluded, "But I think it's all about finding the right balance, you know? Knowing when to immerse yourself in the city's chaos and when to retreat to a quieter space like this park." Shiro's lips curled ever so slightly as he spoke in this gracious tone, revealing a hint of a smile.
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