I HAVE ALL THE WORMS AND IM USNG THIS BISJ

AJAX

okok we start?

as they cornered the bug creature they stopped* oh.. its just a kid, hey what are you doing here lil bug?

im not going to hurt you.. dont worry she sat down

whats your name?

uh.. do you have any parents..? i need to get you out of here fast before they find you

oh.. uh she stood up she was a bit small as she was young so her paws looked stubby* is there anywhere you need to go?

she took a plush out of her satchel and sat it down in front of the caterpillar when you said caterpillar i thought of a green inchworm xd)

its for you! i know these times are scary but we are going to get through this! can we go to my den where its safer?

she covered them with her fluffy ass tail and started heading to the woods*

there was a little den beyond the bushes here.. this will be safe for now.. ong ur art is so good)

there was a lot of food and comfy places to res* you seem hungry eat wwhat you like (😍

oh.? yo wanna eat that..?

go ahead

"Heya little guy i wont hurt you"

He picked up the little guy "shhh"

"You hungry little fella?"

He smiles "what do you wanna eat?"

"Hmm" he walks over to some moss and sets them down

"You want something to eat I can share some of my cinnamon roll with ya"

He takes out two things wrapped in tinfoil he smiles opening one and giving the cinnamon roll to the little one

It was soft sweet and warm

He smiles

He chuckles "such a cute small child"

He pets them

He smiles giving them the other cinnamon roll

"You full? Alright" he takes a bite out of it wrapping it back up in tinfoil

He puts it back wrapping it's antenna up with a wrap up band-aid he smiles

oh my)) he smiles

He smiles softly

What happened to the boye's ear?

Yes, my bad. What hapn to his antenni

>:0 Who dod it

Poor bb :(

actually- him sorry

Deman mon

Erm herm. Jackson towers over the critter. Decidin on weather or not he should let the critter live, and learn more about it, or kill it for the town.

He taps his chin in thought, his decision was to let the moth boy live. Jackson squats in front of the small moth, and smiles showing his purely white sharp teeth. He held out his hand with an inviting yet somewhat intimidating smile on his face.

"Oh..?" He stands once more. "I understand, you don't know me-" He quickly grabs food out of his pocket, unwrapping it a fresh sweetening scent was let out. "Hungry?"

Jackson sits once again holding his hand, this time with food. "Food"

"Food?"*

"Ah.. alright" He set the food on the ground anyways just in case.

Jackson hears voices in the distance. ""Hear that lil guy? I think they're looking for ya."

"helloooo? Evil mothman minion? I need to document this for my friend in New Zealand we made a bet on who'd find a cryptid first!" He squats down, surveying the odd little ting.

He pauses "You're not evil are you? Or an actual cryptid??.."

He grumbles "Guess I'm not winning that bet anytime soon." He opens his bag and roots around in it, before yelling "AHA! oh- sorry- that was loud-" He hands them a small raspberry tart. "Like- moths like uhhh fruit and sweet things? I dunno, just, if you need it. Running is tiring."

He sits back slightly "Sorry- I just- yell. Like a lot. I don't wanna hurt you though! Unless you're an evil mothman spy but I think we've established you're not. Go on, it's for you." He takes a sandwich and some crisps out of his bag and bussies himself making a crisp sandwich for himself, while occasionally looking up to check on the creature.

He smiled "'sit good?"

" Janey mack- calm down there- er glad you like it ig?" He finishes making his sandwich and crosses his legs while eating it. "So, whazzup wif ur antema?" He says through a mouthful

" who humans though? I know this town is full of em, never took the time to get to know any though, I'm just here for monster hunting- no offense or threat to you by the way- I only knew like- two back home? Why would they hurt you?"

"Hello?" Atlas called hesitantly. His delicate maroon antennae flickered up to sense vibrations through the air. "Little morphling?" He took a small step closer. "I'm not going to hurt you, small one." He had not been told much about these creatures, but the HiveWings had sent him out to find some, as well as some other SilkWings.

Atlas spread his talons harmlessly. "I won't hurt you." He spread his wings and pointed to them. "We are the same."

Atlas smiled warmly. "Our younglings don't have wings until they're six years old. We are more alike than you think." He folded his wings and sat, tilting his head. "Who are you"

*"Who are you?"

"Well, the group of SilkWings, as we are called, were sent out by the HiveWings, another dragon tribe, to find you. But they don't know that we are actually rebels against them and we are going to hide you in a network of cave systems. We are here to protect you." He fluffed up his wings proudly.

"All that's important is that we are here to help you and your species." Atlas peered closer at the child and noticed their torn antennae. He reached out, concerned, ad murmured, "What happened to your antennae, little one?"

"what's a... human?" Atlas asked, stumbling slightly over the strange word.

"bald.. naked... oh! do you mean the reading monkeys? The ones with the tuft of fur on their head, they run on two legs, they wear furs, they have little paws?"

Atlas fluffed his wings indignantly. "But you guys are so cute! Why do they want to hurt you?"

"hmmm. Well, let's get you somewhere safe." He knelt down to let the kid climb on his back. "Wanna fly?"

He spread his wings and beat them, once, twice, then they were airborne. Atlas reached into a pouch that was hanging around his neck and pulled out a box of honey drops. He held one out to the kid. "Would you like a honey drop?"

"they're sweet!" Atlas told them. Atlas soared over the savannah, the stars twinkling cheerfully over them. "Where are your parents?" Atlas asked after awhile.

"you can trust me. I'm here to help you." There was a loud buzzing in the distance. Atlas's head whipped around. "Hivewings!" he hissed. He tucked the box of honey drops into his pouch and told the child to hold on since he was going to dive.

Atlas dove, the wind whipping his antennae. He landed gently in the waving savannah grass and gently pulled the moth kid off of his back, hunching down so his golden wings were covering the two of them. "stay very still," he breathed. "My wings should conceal us but I dont want to take any risks."

The buzzing grew louder. Atlas cautiously lifted his head. He went pale and covered the moth kid's head with his wings. Three HiveWings flew overhead, each clutching something in their talons. Atlas recognized them as some of the moth-people, their throats slit. He covered the small moth kid's head even more securely until the HiveWings were out of sight with their gruesome loads. Atlas looked sick. He stood, shakily, ant tucked the moth kid onto his back. "Okay!" he said, trying to keep his voice cheerful so the youngling wouldn't worry. "Let's go!" He flapped his wings and they started soaring over the savannah again ((i never thought i'd write the words "gruesome loads" but here we are))

*and not ant

"you weren't supposed to see that," Atlas murmured softly. "I'm sorry." (this got dark fast) They flew on, Atlas breathing heavily. He glanced up at the sky and missed a wingbeat, because sunrise was coming. He glided down and landed at the mouth of a sinkhole. In the distance, two Hives loomed above the savannah. Atlas swooped into the sinkhole, which was deeper than he expected. His claws landed unexpectedly with a splash. EYeless fish wriggled away from his talons and he flailed out of the pool of water. He sighed, lying down and spreading his tired wings. "We'll rest here through the day," he told his traveling companion. He dug through his pouch and pulled out a canteen of water. He offered it to the moth kid.

Atlas pulled them gently into a hug, folding his warm wings over them.

He stroked their head gently, murmuring "It's okay little guy. I'll take care of you."

"have you ever been hugged before?" he asked.

"i know it's hard, but we'll get through this. We will protect your people." There was a rustle behind them, and a creature popped out. Atlas hissed. It was a reading monkey. It squealed when it saw them, but it made no move to escape, its eyes fixed on the moth kid. Before it could leave, Atlas lunged forward and trapped it underneath his talon. It shrieked and tried to wriggle out of Atlas's talon, but he had trapped it firmly. He shot a silk thread, the strong kind used for building webs. He tied up the wriggling reading monkey and sat it down.

The human squirmed but stilled, staring at the moth kid. It gibbered something and tried to gesture at the moth, but Atlas turned from its squeals and blocked the moth's view of it so that the moth wouldn't get frightened.

Atlas began to reach out toward the moth child, but stopped. He stood by, but didn't do anything. The moth seemed to know what they were doing, but Atlas stood by just in case.

"do you know it?" Atlas asked the kid (who he started calling "Moth' in his head)

Atlas started forward, but suddenly the human growled, "no eating!" and Atlas jumped a foot in the air. His antennae flicked up and twitched in fear. "did- did you just talk to me?" he asked. The human glared at him, its long, curly hair bouncing. "I'm not your snack. And I've always spoken! Let me out of these!"

The human glared at Moth, then turned toward Atlas, its expression turning crafty. "Listen, let me go and I'll call off the other people coming to get that," it jerked its head toward Moth. "That thing's coat is extremely valuable. Why haven't you sold it yet?" "because they're scared! and their parents died!" "and? it's just an animal." "I will literally stop being vegetarian for JUST ONE MOMENT to EAT YOU."

(brb)

Both the human and dragon stared at Moth for a moment. Then the human started spitting so many curses at Moth that Atlas darted over and covered the human's mouth with one talon. "easy there," Atlas snapped, "there's a kid present." The human spat at Atlas when he uncovered its mouth. "It's an ANIMAL!" "so am I," Atlas replied placidly. "You thought I'd eat you, but we all speak the same language. Why are you hunting this species? I don't think they've done anything to you."

(can the moth-people spin silk?)

Atlas places a calming talon on Moth's shoulder. The human grins cockily at Moth's clenched fists. "These creatures are valued for their furry coats. Their silk is priceless. People either capture them and skin them," Atlas made a disgusted face, "or they keep them alive to make them produce silk."

The human's mouth snapped shut. "I... never thought of that."

The human's head dropped. It bit its lip and looked up, tears welling in its eyes. "um... my village kind of.. keeps them alive, because we focus on silk production. I am the head of that department. I can get them out, if you want. M-maybe your parents are there? or a sibling?"

"do you have siblings?" Atlas asked. "Or maybe a second cousin twice removed?"

Atlas hugged them again. "Look," the human snapped sudenly. "I'll set the moth people free."

*suddenly

"because I see how much of a monster my people have been. I will release them. You can even come with me, you and the dragon."

(going afk maybe we can continue later?)

(hi again Atlas snipped away the threads tying the human in place, then wrapped a long string around the human's waist. THe human shot him a disgruntled look and Atlas shrugged. "Don't trust you." He tilted his wing down to let Moth onto his shoulders.