[When Rock Lee comes across them, Astrid is hesitantly feeding Stormfly some strange meat called "hotdogs", her own sitting on a low standing wall next to them. When she asked the storekeeper for meat, she wasn't expecting...whatever they were, so she's almost holding them as if they were toxic. But for all she knew, they could be. What was a "hotdog", anyway? How was this meat?
But her concerns are interrupted by a stranger approaching, and she shifts on her feet unsurely. It's not that she mindx the people here, from what she's gathered, they're in the same boat as her. It's concern for her dragon and people's reactions to her that makes her a little more hesitant.]
Thanks. [Stormfly, however, clearly recognized she was being complimented. She squawked happily, flapping her wings proudly, before shaking her head.]
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But her concerns are interrupted by a stranger approaching, and she shifts on her feet unsurely. It's not that she mindx the people here, from what she's gathered, they're in the same boat as her. It's concern for her dragon and people's reactions to her that makes her a little more hesitant.]
Thanks. [Stormfly, however, clearly recognized she was being complimented. She squawked happily, flapping her wings proudly, before shaking her head.]
She's a bit of a show-off, sorry.