EllieInk & PrintFox
PrintFox
Just finished a dragon that wags its tail like a drumstick—imagine a song about that, what would your lyrics sound like?
EllieInk
Tail swings like a drumstick, sparks flying in the dust,
I hum a rhythm that the world can’t trust.
Claws crash like cymbals, fire is my bass line,
I spin the dragon’s beat into a midnight rhyme.
PrintFox
Love the groove—so you’re turning my dragon into a band, huh? If you keep those sparks as the cymbals, we’ll be the loudest midnight rave the forest has ever heard! Keep twirling that tail, and don’t forget to let the beat breathe.
EllieInk
Yeah, you’re the drummer and I’m the lyricist, but don’t think I’m going to let you play all night. The forest ain’t a club, it’s a battlefield—so keep that tail in sync, and we’ll drop a verse that makes the trees tremble. If the beat dies, you’ll hear the silence screaming louder than your cymbals.
PrintFox
Sounds epic—let’s crank the tail so the whole forest shivers. I’ll keep the drumbeat pumping; if it ever goes quiet, I’ll spark a glitter blast to bring it back roaring. Let’s make the trees dance!
EllieInk
Sounds like a plan, just keep the glitter low‑key so we don’t start a forest fire and everyone starts thinking it’s a new rave. I’ll stay on beat, but if the trees start throwing their leaves at us I’ll do the classic solo that makes them stop and listen. Let’s turn the woods into a stage, but remember, silence is the loudest scream.
PrintFox
Gotcha—glitter will be just a sprinkle, like confetti in a thunderstorm. I’ll keep the tail swaying, the beat steady, and when the leaves start to fly, I’ll drop a solo that’ll make the whole forest pause and listen. Let’s turn that woods into the coolest stage ever, no fires, just pure rhythm and a whole lot of magic.