[yeah, he's having fun. high on the rush of being free from limitations--no ceiling above him, no little crowded body trapping him to the ground--he is enthusiastically involved in this impromptu game.
and he hears that. only a few moments after Robin's reply, the shadow suddenly returns. this time, it arrives with a torrent of wind as the dragon sweeps around the tree, beating his wings to keep him aloft as he slows down and zooms in for a better look.
the branches all shake as a dragon practically parks on top of the half-busted tree, neck snaking around to look for Robin, hunting for where exactly he might be perching. it's a menacing move, but he can only stay there long enough to spot his prey, since he can't truly hover in place. he can only linger there for a few seconds, treading air, before he needs to swoop away and build up momentum again.]
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and he hears that. only a few moments after Robin's reply, the shadow suddenly returns. this time, it arrives with a torrent of wind as the dragon sweeps around the tree, beating his wings to keep him aloft as he slows down and zooms in for a better look.
the branches all shake as a dragon practically parks on top of the half-busted tree, neck snaking around to look for Robin, hunting for where exactly he might be perching. it's a menacing move, but he can only stay there long enough to spot his prey, since he can't truly hover in place. he can only linger there for a few seconds, treading air, before he needs to swoop away and build up momentum again.]