Starflight's Guide to Prey
Today I'm doing something new. I'm collaborating with Clay to make a comprehensive guide to Pyrrhia's prey. Clay is new to this, so go easy on him critics!
Part One: Pyrrhia's Prey.
There are many different types of prey. Such as cows, sheep, fish, chickens, ducks, monkeys, bears, deer, squirrels, pigs and more! Some dragons eat scavengers, but Sunny says dragons shouldn't eat scavengers and I'm gonna agree with her because Starspeaker isn't confirmed yet! I could still like Sunny! I-I, uh… forget it.
You can even cook – You know what? I'm done!
Me: You can't just stop Starflight! This is a fanfiction!
Starflight: You've made me say weird stuff in the past, but mentioning that frickin' love triangle crosses the line! I'm leaving this fanfic! *Starts leaving.*
Me: Oh no you don't!
Starflight: *Walks back to desk.*
Me: I control you with a magical thing called a computer!
Starflight: Hmph.
Me: Where were you going to go anyway?
Fatespeaker: Probably this door. 🚪
Me: Whatever. Clay, you're still with me, right?
Clay: Uh, I guess.
Me: Let's get back to the fanfic then.
There are many ways to cook your prey. Uh. There's…. Uh. Mr. Fanfiction-writer-guy? Can you help me out?
Me: Hey, I'm not a dragon! I don't know these things! I just guess a lot.
Fatespeaker: I wasn't too happy with the mention of Sunnyflight either.
Starflight: Neither was I!
Me: Fine! You don't want me here? I'll leave!
Fatespeaker: Then go!
Me: *Walks away.*
Starflight:…..
Clay:…..
Fatespeaker:….
Clay's thoughts: Why can't I talk?
Starflight's thoughts: Oh no! He was the writer! Without him, we can't talk!
Fatespeaker: Come back!
Me: No.
Well, that was weird. Then again, all my stuff is weird.