Indians? (Nymph & Titan)

There seems to have been a rush to leave, mayhaps a battle? Or something queer. What natives of Neverland has been were not now and it could be sure they clashes with pirates in the game that never ended! The Pan always stood at their side against the swashbuckling bandits, but for now it was not a worry for while they fought their camps lay abandoned.

At least it seemed so. Bouncing about the grounds we're two teeny tiny, itsy bitsy lizards that took advantage of the lordless land and ransacked it of the treats. No bigger than Bill the Lizard these small creatures looked accustomed to their contrary ways. The larger of the two was black as ash with a sharp, red mane whilst the smaller one was white as snow and a matching, but slightly faded red hue. The mischievous lizards were actually dragons, but it was an easy mistake to make with was how they waddled about..

The bigger one took orders from the smaller, in his scales arms he toted a fantastic bundle of loot from cheeses to nuts, with bits of string just barely holding bound the sticks of cinnamon they fancied for their teas. The white dragon turned to face his wobbling kin, tiny arms flailing overhead as he hollered.

“Dì di make haste!” He'd beckoned with a voice that could not even startle a fly, yet the tone of his wails had a biting force unneeded.

The bigger of they had certainly effort made. His strength to hold his load was enough to make one chuckle, because how he strained and pained made it seem the weight was more than a few grams.

“Gē gē,” the bigger whined. “... take you turn!” It was clear the wee one was unfair. He made the bigger carry his half.

Flexing his arms the smallest made excuse to pass. “You are a better mule, with great power. I have to lead because I am smarter.”

Flawless was his logic, and forward they skittered, but stopping their escape the smallest would find himself on his face. The sudden stop caused the older to create, for the white one’s call to halt came too late. He oof’d and tumbled, all the while the bigger one’s tummy grumbled. Peering over the collection, his brother's fall now holding his attention, he chuckled. The littlest critters hopping to his talons.

“Hey! What was that?! Get out of the way human!” He barked, his snarl no greater than the warble of a morning bird.

Let us purify your heart!

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