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EDIT. Nao with less starpuke! Hooray!

“Haha! You’re not so TOUGH” Buckshot roared at the immense creature the stood before him. He landed gently and shot several rounds of magic at the huge, ugly, stupid thing. It roared irritably and continued to pursue him. He snorted derisively and took off. He landed on the creature’s immense snout.
“Wow, you’re ugly,” he remarked as he took a strong swipe to the creature’s massive eye. It made an ear-splitting screech and tossed the battle-worn Aysse a half mile like he was a play toy. Buckshot landed roughly and slid several yards before finally coming to a stop.
“Dad!” a voice sounded from behind him.
“Not now, son! I’m fine!” he said as he stomached the pain and stood up. “Go hide! Quickly!” He charged again at the angry mountainous thing, trying to hit any weak spot he could. Eyes. Nose. Mouth. Anything. It screeched in surprise and pain as this determined creature, not even close to its size, slowly tore it apart. It tried to nab this small pest, and then finally, as Buckshot flew to hit its eyes again, it nabbed a hold of him. Biting tightly onto his hind leg, it threw him to the ground with as much force as it could. Buckshot plowed into the unforgiving rock below, and he knew that was it. He called to his exhausted and screaming muscles to bring him to his feet one last time. He would not let this abomination win. It would not get what it came for. Not while he was alive to stop it. He called desperately on his final attack. He concentrated deeply as he felt his extremities become extremely and unbearably hot and painful. The Heat crept slowly down his tail and down through his wings and commenced to engulf him.
“Dad! What are you doing?”
“Obiq!” Buckshot shouted to his son. “Listen to me! You have to get out of here! Just take Proca and run!”
“But Dad! What abou-“
“Go without me! Anywhere! But do NOT go home! It’s not safe! Whatever happens, the two of you must survive! Do you understand me?” he barked at his son as the burning, stinging heat swept its way across his strong, seasoned muscles. He was so thoroughly disgusted with himself. How could he fail like this? How could he possibly put the fate of the entire planet in the hands of a couple of children? He glared at that thing. That horrible abomination. It grinned at him and clicked happily as it watched him writhe in pain. If only it knew what was about to happen.
Buckshot felt the Heat sweep over the last of his body. This was it. That thing dies here.
“Obiq!” Buckshot called weakly with the last of his thoughts.
“I love you.”

See. That's what happens when you put your whole being into an attack. You know what I mean. LOL COOKIES FOR ANYONE WHO GETS THE REFERENCE LOLOLOL

This is Buckshot! . NO part of me wanted to name him Buckshot. But EVERY TIME I thought about him, m brain went 'ohai! It's Buckshot!', so clearly HE wants that to be his name. So whatever. His name's Buckshot xD

He's *another* Aysse. He's Obiq's Daddy! <3 He's older and arrogant and very strong and capable and battle-worn and stuff. I definitely like him. I'd probably get along with him the best.

Soyeah. Today in 'Anne tries to art', Anne badly hilights, using some SUPER BRIGHT YELLOW lightsource that's *points to his right* THAT WAY. LOLZ. I'm a failure. But I try. I don't hate this, though. Although the shading raped his colors. He's a super dark-blue with light blue stripes and white wing membranes/stomach. But whatever. You get the picture xD.

Things:
BlahblahTabletCS4, ummmm 10ish hours? Not enough. Look at that pathetic BG. Eew.

Buckshot, Aysse, etc. are mine. I know, you were going to steal them.

Can someone STOP me before I make Artist's Comments this big?

Description
EDIT. Nao with less starpuke! Hooray!

“Haha! You’re not so TOUGH” Buckshot roared at the immense creature the stood before him. He landed gently and shot several rounds of magic at the huge, ugly, stupid thing. It roared irritably and continued to pursue him. He snorted derisively and took off. He landed on the creature’s immense snout.
“Wow, you’re ugly,” he remarked as he took a strong swipe to the creature’s massive eye. It made an ear-splitting screech and tossed the battle-worn Aysse a half mile like he was a play toy. Buckshot landed roughly and slid several yards before finally coming to a stop.
“Dad!” a voice sounded from behind him.
“Not now, son! I’m fine!” he said as he stomached the pain and stood up. “Go hide! Quickly!” He charged again at the angry mountainous thing, trying to hit any weak spot he could. Eyes. Nose. Mouth. Anything. It screeched in surprise and pain as this determined creature, not even close to its size, slowly tore it apart. It tried to nab this small pest, and then finally, as Buckshot flew to hit its eyes again, it nabbed a hold of him. Biting tightly onto his hind leg, it threw him to the ground with as much force as it could. Buckshot plowed into the unforgiving rock below, and he knew that was it. He called to his exhausted and screaming muscles to bring him to his feet one last time. He would not let this abomination win. It would not get what it came for. Not while he was alive to stop it. He called desperately on his final attack. He concentrated deeply as he felt his extremities become extremely and unbearably hot and painful. The Heat crept slowly down his tail and down through his wings and commenced to engulf him.
“Dad! What are you doing?”
“Obiq!” Buckshot shouted to his son. “Listen to me! You have to get out of here! Just take Proca and run!”
“But Dad! What abou-“
“Go without me! Anywhere! But do NOT go home! It’s not safe! Whatever happens, the two of you must survive! Do you understand me?” he barked at his son as the burning, stinging heat swept its way across his strong, seasoned muscles. He was so thoroughly disgusted with himself. How could he fail like this? How could he possibly put the fate of the entire planet in the hands of a couple of children? He glared at that thing. That horrible abomination. It grinned at him and clicked happily as it watched him writhe in pain. If only it knew what was about to happen.
Buckshot felt the Heat sweep over the last of his body. This was it. That thing dies here.
“Obiq!” Buckshot called weakly with the last of his thoughts.
“I love you.”

See. That's what happens when you put your whole being into an attack. You know what I mean. LOL COOKIES FOR ANYONE WHO GETS THE REFERENCE LOLOLOL

This is Buckshot! . NO part of me wanted to name him Buckshot. But EVERY TIME I thought about him, m brain went 'ohai! It's Buckshot!', so clearly HE wants that to be his name. So whatever. His name's Buckshot xD

He's *another* Aysse. He's Obiq's Daddy! <3 He's older and arrogant and very strong and capable and battle-worn and stuff. I definitely like him. I'd probably get along with him the best.

Soyeah. Today in 'Anne tries to art', Anne badly hilights, using some SUPER BRIGHT YELLOW lightsource that's *points to his right* THAT WAY. LOLZ. I'm a failure. But I try. I don't hate this, though. Although the shading raped his colors. He's a super dark-blue with light blue stripes and white wing membranes/stomach. But whatever. You get the picture xD.

Things:
BlahblahTabletCS4, ummmm 10ish hours? Not enough. Look at that pathetic BG. Eew.

Buckshot, Aysse, etc. are mine. I know, you were going to steal them.

Can someone STOP me before I make Artist's Comments this big?