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Of Dragons and Riders Private Rp w/ Mikaa
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Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 14:38 (7 Years ago)
General Alva pound her fist on the railing getting ohs from her crew. “We’ll be back dragon riders.” She called out.
Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 15:29 (7 Years ago)
Skittish saw Thorax and Scorchblade from afar. By coming closer, she could see the slumbed down figure of her brother between them.
"BEAT!", she cried, running the last few meters over to the body.
"Beat, wake up!", she pleaded.
There was no warrior around, only tired Gronckles, Hotburples and SpeedStingers.
[AN: Then again, Hotburples are always tired.]
Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 17:12 (7 Years ago)
“Let’s get going, find an island that’s not be infested with people and dragons.” General Alva said as she walked to the back.
Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 20:37 (7 Years ago)
"I... I did it!", he said happily.
Skittish looked perplex. "You did what?", she asked.
Beat stood up, dusting off his pants.
"Look!", he said, lifting his hand. Scorchblade, now calm and attentive, smoothly lowers his head, nuzzling his snout into the young mans palm.
"I calmed him just by touch!", Beat declared proudly.
"I thought you were DEAD! Why were you lying on the ground like that?!", Skittish spat.
Beat scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Uhm... I guess I passed out from all the tension.", he explained, earning a hit on his head from his sister, who stomped off ranting.
He turned to Oakley. "Thank you two so much for your help, I saw all of our dragons coming back. By the way, this is one of our patients, Scorchblade the Taifumerang.", he introduced, pointing at the fire-coloured Dragon.
"He, uh, has slight problems with his temper, making him unbearable for his own kind. But thanks to your little trick, he is totally calm now! I think we can work with that!"
Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 20:46 (7 Years ago)
Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 21:04 (7 Years ago)
Then he grunted and scurried off.
Beat laughed, scratching the back of his head again.
"I guess he's still a little socially awkward... But that's our problem later, the way you look you need some treatment and a good nights rest.", he stated more seriously.
"Come on you two, let's head back to base. Thorax and I will fly after you."
Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 21:08 (7 Years ago)
Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 21:24 (7 Years ago)
Thorax grumbled happily, seeing the base in the distance. It was lit, obviously Skittish was there already.
Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 21:28 (7 Years ago)
Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 21:55 (7 Years ago)
He was silent for some time, thinking.
"I think you are lucky to have such open-minded parents. Our parents would only help killing the dragons and wouldn't have any of the idea of working with those actually wonderful creatures instead of against them."
Posted: Thu, 02/11/2017 22:00 (7 Years ago)
Posted: Fri, 03/11/2017 12:52 (7 Years ago)
Beat shuddered.
"Did we ever tell you some of the other clans actually eat dragon flesh?", he said disgusted.
Thorax let out a small roar, signalizing his intention to land. Surprisingly elegant for his size, he stopped at the platform, letting Beat climb from his back.
Posted: Fri, 03/11/2017 15:47 (7 Years ago)
The young boy stood there, looking at everyone hustling around, General Alva stepped in front of him, “Get to work, polish the dragon cages, and reset our traps.” She ordered him, giving rn a glare, he rushed away.
Posted: Sat, 04/11/2017 11:24 (7 Years ago)
He looked at Whisp.
"She might be small enough to fit through the Window, but she needs to enter from outside... better is you send her to the back of the building."
Through the Open door, they could hear clattering.
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On another Island, Next to the Darkyard Sanctuary, a Stormcutter got into quite the trouble.
Being known for their Sense of Justice, he had attacked a strange dragon that had disguised themself and hid in a pack of Slitherwings.
What he didn't expected however, was that upon the dragons call of help the pack attacked him!
Now, the Stormcutter had a problem...
Posted: Sat, 04/11/2017 16:34 (7 Years ago)
Posted: Sat, 04/11/2017 16:50 (7 Years ago)
"I Think Skittish is cooking... I'll bring you some food to your room as soon as it's done, Alright?", he offered. "This way.", he showed up a staircase, right from the Entrance room.
Skittish hummed, while stirring something in the cooking pot. Needle ran around the countertop, eyeing her Work suspiciously.
"Fetch me some more Onions!", she demanded.
The little Dragon chirped, and came back After some Time... with garlic.
"Well, that'll do too!", she laughed, throwing it in.
Posted: Sat, 04/11/2017 17:07 (7 Years ago)
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The big sized cage, held a stormcutter, who was asleep. It tuck it’s wing under his belly, while looking suspiciously at the boy, as the boy open the cage as much that it could fit him, lucky everyone is asleep. he thought as he slowly got out a fish for the dragon. “There, there buddy. I’m not here to hurt you. I want to check out that wing of yours.” The boy said as he pulled out a wrap and let the dragon sniff the wrap, before laying its wing on the ground before taking up the fish.
Posted: Sat, 04/11/2017 18:51 (7 Years ago)
"After you."
Posted: Sat, 04/11/2017 19:03 (7 Years ago)
“There we go, that should feel better.” Melvis said, as he gentle patted the Dragon’s wrapped wing, the stormcutter cooed thankfully, and placed it back near his side. Before falling asleep, while the boy watched from outside the cage.
Posted: Sat, 04/11/2017 19:49 (7 Years ago)
Upstairs, he brought her into a room to the left.
Although "The Halls" are no overstatement to the place, he chose a room that's near to the staircase.
"Each room Shares a bathroom with the neighbour... The Hall to the left we've come through is the Meeting Hall, the One to the right the Journey Hall... we Keep our Plans, Maps, Banner ideas and freshly drawn scetches there... And other stuff.", he explained while Opening the guest-rooms big Window.
"Whisp?", he called outside for the Black dragoness.
The fog was thick, and the pack of Slitherwings was sleeping. A shadow stood between them, looking at the Sleeping dragons.
With a few wingbeats, it was gone.