"Alright. I might have overdone it with the last journals. Maybe there is now a wrong picture in the heads of those individuals I could meet but think I am a voreish creature and aren't sure now.
In this case, I now will do something similar to my last travels. I informed myself about that place and I won't even do it by accident. I promise! And in the meantime I will introduce myself a bit more." I go trough another of my portals, ending up in a peaceful looking place. "Well. Sharing information usually can be used against me, but also can build trust. So I am still I. Drackina the drackashie. A grey scaled lizard with an unknown origin and some abilities. Also one of three parts of a being that is a bit like a fusion between us. Now quick to that vore thing. The only place I can do it, is when I travel between worlds and when I blur a bit of myself when I return to reality. And It can only happen in two cases: Either It happens by accident or when I am temporary in heat, or in some cases: when someone asks very kind. And I named myself a pred because I won't get eaten by myself. But actually it is more like staying atop of the food chain, not that I eat everything and everyone. By the way: eating. I usually unbirth because my hipbone is not one, but two parts, a little bit like the head of a snake. And also it seems more safe than a stomach full of acid and toxic gas. We drackashie also are recognizable trough our smell if we don't watch that we hold it back. " I walk further until I find a cave and go in.
Inside small furry creatures run around in panic of my appearance. I still go forward. One of them got their leg stuck between two rocks . I kneel down to him and slowly free him. Than I pick him up. The small creature don't attempt to move. In his eyes, he is done. But I just carefully nuzzle his small fluffy fur. "Don't worry little one. I won't hurt you In either way. " I sit down, letting him go. He instantly runs away, but not too far. I just sit and wait. The little things are now watching me trough holes in the area. Slowly, some of the brave ones, going closer to me. "I must admit one thing... I am somewhat of a witch. Who could think of that, just like that my speciality is manipulating . But.. Last year , when I got 18, what humans see as the beginning of adulthood, my brother talked with me about me and my urges. And for the first time I was affected in my acting by someone. So now I try to hold my urges captive. Safe and hidden... Well.. If you don't look back to my journals. The problem: every time when I return to my final state, I get reseted to my original state. What is also good sometimes. But some things don't change, like my mind. But in the end: I don't want to make individuals uncomfortable or get hurt, just to get rid of my own problems. " Some of the little creatures now climbing on me, for my luck, they seem to like me. Nothing parasitic, nor sexual." I can be myself just normal too. And the thing I like, besides get to know new creatures and individuals: hugs. Hugs are nice, and they are even better when you know that you cheer someone up. We drackashie don't usually get cheered up. But we are always there, to have someone to talk to. And we are proud of it! Because it is the only thing we actually do to help really. But back to the creatures. My brother is someone who likes to plan things, if possible. And after I told him that there is someone who tells herself, being the creator of everything. And he plans to make a world in a dimension, different, not made from her. And I am curious to get the permission to travel there." I take one in my hands that just sleeps there, it seems quite comfortable. "But I also am about to travel with the journal to some places, that I didn´t thought to travel. So I am excited how it will come out.