Moping Around (open for all)

(I noticed there weren't any active rp's in the firewing board, so I thought I'd make one)

The glow of the lava resonated through the volcanic caverns and the smell of burning earth was in the air. Turis had decided to take a break from lounging around in his den to heat up next to a pool of lava, hopefully without the annoyances of other dragons. He stared into the pool as he lied down next to it, sliding his tail lightly through the lava out of boredom. There wasn't much to do when no one was getting injured or sick, and there was already a good supply of herbs and potions available, so there was no need to go collect any more.
On the inside, Turis somewhat hoped that another dragon would come by and see him, even if they came with ill intentions. As he thought of it, any attention was better than no attention. Any conflict was better than no conflict.
Out from his pouch, Turis pulled some thyme leaves and chewed on them, which was supposed to relieve stress, but usually just gave him a bad taste in his mouth. He growled a deep growl of frustration and rolled over onto his back and sighed.