[ Waffle and Groot are at least similar in some ways; Hilda had climbed atop Waffle plenty of times to kill. Thankfully that isn't what they're going to do here (ruling out murdering the mouthy moogle).
Hilda follows after Rocket, settling into the seat behind him, admiring everything he's done so far. While he might not think that he hasn't accomplished much, she certainly does. Of course, having no frame of reference, she can't know that. But if it's anything as large as a sailing ship back home then of course it would stand to reason that these things would take time.
Reaching around him and Mogwry for the reins, Hilda braces her thighs against Waffle's saddle. The wyvern's muscles shift beneath them and Mogwry is quick to slide his goggles into place. And without much notice at all - ]
Ready? Hold tight!
[ Ready or not, Waffle launches them into the air and takes off at a breakneck speed - much to Hilda's delight if the laughter is anything to go off of. ]
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Hilda follows after Rocket, settling into the seat behind him, admiring everything he's done so far. While he might not think that he hasn't accomplished much, she certainly does. Of course, having no frame of reference, she can't know that. But if it's anything as large as a sailing ship back home then of course it would stand to reason that these things would take time.
Reaching around him and Mogwry for the reins, Hilda braces her thighs against Waffle's saddle. The wyvern's muscles shift beneath them and Mogwry is quick to slide his goggles into place. And without much notice at all - ]
Ready? Hold tight!
[ Ready or not, Waffle launches them into the air and takes off at a breakneck speed - much to Hilda's delight if the laughter is anything to go off of. ]