Flora
"Well...do it better, then!" Flora implores, her voice cracking with panic. "Better make it two dragons." The girl pants, and gods she loves her twin in this moment but she will absolutely kill him if he lets her die here.
Kicking her feet and wriggling like some epileptic fish, Flora squirms and squeals for all she's worth. At first, it feels like nothing at all is happening until her stomach begins to slide against the hole's opening and though it hurts, it also means that they're getting somewhere. "THREE...DRAG...ONS...!" Flora exclaims, arching her back and kicking just as hard as she can. There's a moment of weightlessness as the mud relents, and then Flora lands with an oooooooooof half on top of her twin.
Kicking her feet and wriggling like some epileptic fish, Flora squirms and squeals for all she's worth. At first, it feels like nothing at all is happening until her stomach begins to slide against the hole's opening and though it hurts, it also means that they're getting somewhere. "THREE...DRAG...ONS...!" Flora exclaims, arching her back and kicking just as hard as she can. There's a moment of weightlessness as the mud relents, and then Flora lands with an oooooooooof half on top of her twin.
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