theganondorf:

princessofthesun:

“Hello. I’m Princess Celestia, ruler of Equestria. Who might you be?”

“Ganondorf Dragmire, King of the Gerudos. It is nice to meet you, Princess.”

“Nice to meet you as well, Ganondorf.” She holds out her hand.

theganondorf:

princessofthesun started following you

“Greetings.”

“Hello. I’m Princess Celestia, ruler of Equestria. Who might you be?”

Well it wouldn't hurt to read a couple of books about dragons, though I do have a book about raising dragons. *takes it out of his pack* Dragons mostly eat meat, but their known as omnivores. I am sure these types of dragons wouldn't eat gems.

Celestia still had the newborn dragon cradled in her one arm as she took the book with the other. “Thank you. I’m sure this will certainly come in handy. So I’m guessing the dragon is a male?”

im-wearing-a-skirt:

askgroudon:

anonwitheyes:

thenintendard:

dirtyiguess:

My childhood is complete.

Oh my god. Yes. It makes perfect sense.

Oh wow.

The Pokémon regions… exist!? Right, that settles it, I’m going to Japan!

((Those islands are the Sevii Islands, right?

And of course, Unova wouldn’t be any of those because it’s FAR, FAAAAR away.))

((:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD))

fisherpon:

Sitting in a Jar of Awkward Sauce

fisherpon:

Sitting in a Jar of Awkward Sauce

They communicate using Telepathy, basically the ability to talk to others using their mind. Though it should learn how to speak within the second month. *looks at the dragon which had gotten out of his shell* well it's front legs are more arm like, and the wings are a bit more up. It's a new age dragon, though it could have been a western, eastern or wyvrn if genetics allowed it.

Celestia chuckled slightly. “I’m getting quite rusty when it comes to knowing about dragons…” Celestia lightly stroked the newborn dragons head.

*the dragon uses it's claws to break more of the egg and the above half is almost gone* *cold chill runs through the minds of those present as the dragon speaks with telepathy* (This place, it is very unfamiliar) *the voice was male, but sounded like an elf's*

Celestia looked up at Tirimor, then back at the half-hatched dragon, a questioning look on her face.

Sounds good. *the tapping in the egg get's louder and a few cracks show up on the surface, but soon a section breaks off and shows one of the dragons gold eyes*

Celestia gasps and looks at the egg, still in her arms. She isn’t entirely sure what to do, but she still holds it carefully.