“I was” he said “I’m not pine. Goodbye” he sid, slithering way
"Oh," he said, deflating a bit, "My name is Sandstorm, if you were wondering."
“I’m flicking my tail because I’m bored. You’re doing a crappy imitation”
"Well, you're doing the same thing, if you haven't noticed," he pointed out.
“Scarab” he said, standing up “why are you jerking around your tail?”
"And who would you be?" Sandstorm asked the Sandwing, trying to imitate what they were doing.
She nodded, and fell asleep quickly. There was another sandwing who was looking at him curiosuly from across the hall, flicking his tail around
"Yeah, it's getting kind of late," he agreed, "but I'm going to explore for a bit longer." He turned around and went on his own way.
“What you thought I meant by loved your face. Now, I’m going to go sleep”
"Stop thinking what?" he asked him. He was starting to panic mentally.
“You looked hilarious when I said that” she said “and stop thinking that”
"My face? What do you mean by that?" Sandstorm asked her.
“Just joking” she chuckled “I loved your face” she said
His casual smile faltered for only a second before he said, "Well, at least we know that we can stop it, possibly." [i Oh no..]
“I allready heard of someone planning to kill and r**e maroon”
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