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[doublethefun]

[there’s the sound of rustling sheets over the journal as well as some muttering]

Honestly, ‘Tia. [have some unintelligible muttering as somepony shoves her head under the pillow. One might be able to make out something about ‘flashy sun ponies,’ but not much else.

Geez. What sort of lazy pony is still abed at three in the afternoon?

Regardless of your guess, there’s a louder rustling as she finally sits up, pillow balancing on her head. She glares at the offending curtains, which are oh-so-innocently pulled back, letting cheery beams of sunlight into the room.

...

...Wait. This is not her room. Although it is undoubtedly lavish, it is still not her room. In one quick movement, she throws back the sheets and hops down to the floor. Trotting over to the window, she peers out and, yup. This isn’t Canterlot either.

Well, shit. There’s only one explanation, obviously. Incoming Royal Canterlot Voice, guys. Duck and cover.]

Villainous cur! Dost thou believe that thou canst ponynap the Princess of the Night without facing dire consequences? We will teach thee a lesson that will reverberate throughout time itself; thy children's children will quake in fear at the mere mention of Our name. Foolish foal! Thou didst not even lock the door!

[a confused pause]

...Or even bar the windows. Or try to stop my magic.

[...

...

Yup, she’s heading into the hallway now] ‘Tia? Guards? Is anypony around?

[[ooc: Open over journal or in person!]]

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[doublethefun]

[turning around and examining him. Reptilian, check. Wings, check.]

Now what manner of dragon art thou?

[forbiddenfriend]

[The soft snort he gives in return gently billows Luna's forelock. He doesn't answer, because he can't answer really effectively, and instead raises his head to tickle his nose with the pony's mane.

A small, awed croon. It's so cool and silky and weird *_*]

[doublethefun]

[she starts a little at first, but then smiles and gives him a quick nuzzle.]

Why, thank you. It's a bit of the night sky.

[probably metaphorically speaking. Maybe.]

[forbiddenfriend]

[Toothless gives a soft, pleased sound at the nuzzle, rolling his head underneath her chin.

How odd. The princess smelled something like a mix of how Fluttershy smelled, and Paradisa. But hadn't she just gotten here? No, there was no doubt that she was definitely new, because even in the slurry of scents of all the residents that lived here, he could definitely tell she hadn't contributed to them. Not until now, at least.

He raises his head and sniffs at her horn, a gentle croon coming from him. Huh, Fluttershy hadn't had one of those.]

[doublethefun]

[there's a soft laugh as she lowers her head a little]

Unicorn ponies have horns to do magic. My sister and I have horns that are longer than the average, however.

[hmm. Based on what Fluttershy said:] Are you Toothless?

[forbiddenfriend]

[His nose comes so close that he nearly touches the horn with his nostrils, but he pulls away. Upon hearing his name, he gives a higher-pitched, affirmative croon, the appendages on his head perking up simultaneously.]

[doublethefun]

[a giggle]

I will take that as a yes. Pleased to meet you, Toothless. I am Luna.

[forbiddenfriend]

Roo-nrah.

[Close enough.]

[doublethefun]

[that nets him another giggle]

Are you a night flyer? [judging from the coloration]

[forbiddenfriend]

[He nods and gives another croon, walking around a bit and looking back at his tail fins, which he lifts up and expands. One of them is an off-color and texture, with metallic gears at the base that shift with his movements.]

[doublethefun]

[examining it.]

Ah. A prosthetic. [it's obviously important, whatever it is] For flying? Unless you swim as well.

[forbiddenfriend]

[He raises his wings in answer. And then, he gives an inviting croon, looking at her while nodding towards the doors.]

[doublethefun]

[she grins and raises her own wings in return. She starts trotting towards the doors, which open as a blue glow of magic envelopes them.]

[forbiddenfriend]

[And Toothless wastes no time in bounding outside, snapping his wings out to their full height and pumping them to gain air.

Can you tell he likes flying?]

[doublethefun]

[she's keeping up easily...and then she pulls ahead with a grin]

[forbiddenfriend]

[The Nightfury flaps his wings hard to accomodate for the change in speed, then twists them, causing him to fly in a neat spiral around Luna.]

[doublethefun]

[she giggles and at the right moment, matches his spiral but in the opposite direction.]

[forbiddenfriend]

[Oh, this was nice, he could get used to this! He liked flying a bit more often than Hiccup liked, so having someone else to fly with was a new, but certainly not unpleasant, experience.

He tilts his wings back slightly, allowing him to coast at a less of a breakneck speed. Less, but still quite fast none-the-less.]