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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2015 5:42 pm
DraconicFeline geez Fee, someone was bored haha -teases lightly- Kalendol had looped her arms around her precious green, her hazel eyes locked on the battle ensuing in the air. So far, it appeared that two greens were standing their own, but for how long. Isn't that Poecileth and Malta up there, Kynigoth? She asked her small charge with concern edging her thoughts. The green beside her grumbled, her jaws snapping with irritation. <I must expose the secrets of those thread!> She growled inwardly, only to shush as Kalendol straightened her ribbon for her. <Mine, we must seek-- Atibonth!> Her thought ended in a happy trill, followed by a brief flash of displeasure at seeing the unruly brown. She hoped he'd been keeping himself in line in the last six months.
Happily, Kalendol looked up to see Jamarin, relief showing themselves in her eyes. "We really do need to find cover..." She nodded and looked around her. The hall was the closest thing they could get to that would provide some cover. Swallowing hard, she curled up her nose, the thought of spending a large amount of time hiding from thread rather touched her nerves. It wasn't something she'd been planning to do this after noon. "We can take cover in the mess hall. Hopefully this won't take too long." And she could get some work done.
Kynigoth nodded, casting her eyes onto her brothers, <Langoneth, Atibonth, one day we'll be up there too, and thread won't stand a chance. For now, to protect ours.> She huffed sensibly and with a little force thrust her head into the back of her rider, sending her towards the entry into the hall in a rush. <Poecileth, good luck to you.> The green thought and shook a little before following rapidly after her rider.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 4:39 pm
An image was shoved at Kynigoth. i]Thread charred from the sky, the feeling – the longing feeling – of power and air beneath his wings.Langoneth's eyes glowed red. He wanted it. He wanted to fight so badly. “Come on, dear...” murmured Jikkiri, “Soon enough...” he wasn't looking forward to it at all. “I know you will.” he said, “But for now... to the Mess hall!” Atibonth ignored the pep talk – he didn't need it, and he didn't think it was really the time for one of his own. the mild blue turned his eyes upward, flickering yellow with worry. he sent to the dragons fighting in the wing, before scurrying ahead. He, for one, wanted shelter. Jamarin put a protective arm around Kalendol – a move not unnoticed by his brother, who raised an eyebrow. “Right, lets get on with it, then.” he growled, trying to move her – a little faster, a little pushily – towards the mess hall. He didn't think about how rude he was being – he usually didn't care. “I don't want any of us out there if the big 'uns up there miss a spot.”
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 4:40 pm
Quote: Zenith Wing Dragon: Poecileth Rider: Malta Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Above Average Agility: +1 HP: 31/35 Poecileth dodged a clump of thread, flaming it with a graceful loop. She tilted her head as she circled back into formation, musing. she whispered to Malta, Thread: 110
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 4
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 4:46 pm
Quote: Zephyr Wing Dragon: Rotatonth Rider: Z'radi Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Average Agility: +2 HP: 25/35 Rotatonth replied to Atibonth, burning a swath through the silvery strands, she ordered at the Weyrlings... Thread: 103
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 4:48 pm
Quote: Zephyr Wing Dragon: Rotatonth Rider: Z'radi Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Average Agility: +2 HP: 24/35 Z'radi barely managed to duck as Rotatonth nearly collided with another dragon. Z'radi yelped,
growled the green, embarassed she glanced at the offended dragon. she huffed, as they took their place in the line again...
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 6:14 pm
Quote: Zenith Wing Dragon: Poecileth Rider: Malta Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Above Average Agility: +1 HP: 31/35 Malta struggled to concentrate and remember,
a flicker of green was soon extinguished by yellow as she dodged and flamed again.
Malta screamed, as a cluster of thread came towards them...
Thread: 103
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 6:16 pm
Quote: Zenith Wing Dragon: Poecileth Rider: Malta Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Above Average Agility: +1 HP: 28/35 Poecileth's eyes widened as she caught the thread on her foreleg and betweened, popping back into reality with a miserable rumble. she murmured morosely, shaking the ichor off her leg. She briefly inspected the wounds. berated Malta, closing her eyes for a moment to nudge her mind against her bondmate,
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 9
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 6:19 pm
Quote: Zephyr Wing Dragon: Rotatonth Rider: Z'radi Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Average Agility: +2 HP: 24/35 Rotatonth glanced up as the dragon moaned in pain, humming in brief relief as Poecileth came out, mostly fine. she explained to her rider. Z'radi replied, watching as another member of Zenith wing found themselves a nasty clump of thread.
Thread: 96
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 7
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 8:29 pm
Quote: Zenith Wing Dragon: Poecileth Rider: Malta Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Above Average Agility: +1 HP: 28/35 Malta said to her dragon, flinching as a wingmate roared and blinked briefly out of reality,
said Poecileth,
She reached back for more firestone, and - gazing down at the buildings below, decided to reply.
she called to the weyrlings below, she murmured, wincing at a dragon's cry as a wingmate - a woman on a small whippy green - blinked out. They did not reappear.
There was a terrible second where Malta wondered - agonizingly wondered - if she had just lost a comerade.
said her dragon, she was quiet for a moment, gliding into her place in the formation as the firestone digested in her second stomach,
Malta echoed.
Thread: 93
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 7
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 8:35 pm
Quote: Zephyr Wing Dragon: Rotatonth Rider: Z'radi Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Average Agility: +2 HP: 24/35 Rotatonth's flame sputtered out midway through burning a patch of thread. The dragon did not curse - Rota was not built for cursing - but she did growl and shove her face at Z'radi. she growled, protested Z'radi,
Thread: 92
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 7
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2015 2:07 pm
Quote: Zenith Wing Dragon: Poecileth Rider: Malta Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Above Average Agility: +1 HP: 28/35 The fall was dragging on long, but Poecileth felt a burst of energy as she flamed the thread from the sky - a massive clump of the nasty stuff. she commented to her rider. Thread: 83
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2015 2:19 pm
Quote: Zephyr Wing Dragon: Rotatonth Rider: Z'radi Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Average Agility: +2 HP: 24/35 Thread fell thick now, but Rotatonth still had issues with her flame. She growled in frustration, dodging one clump that she failed to char... Right into another. Thread: 82
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 10-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2015 2:20 pm
Quote: Zephyr Wing Dragon: Rotatonth Rider: Z'radi Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Average Agility: +2 HP: 14/35 Dragon and rider screamed in unison as thread wrapped around them. howled Z'radi, choking on nothingness as the cold emptiness freed her from it's deadly grasp. They popped out of between, far from unscathed: Z'radi was bleeding, her arms shaking as she held onto her dragon. Red and green mingled on Rotatonth's back - the dragon had been badly injured too.
the dragon's steely, robotic voice was frightened,
She wasn't really, but she could still fly. She took a moment to wrap her belt around a particularly bleeding wound, stalling it.
growled Rotatonth.
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DraconicFeline rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2015 7:28 pm
Quote: Zenith Wing Dragon: Poecileth Rider: Malta Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Above Average Agility: +1 HP: 28/35 Poe called to the Malvren pair, swooping in for a cursory look at their injuries. Being a healer's dragon gave her certain responsibilities that her own tendency to meddle sometimes had her take too far. Right now, though, she felt perfectly in her rights to scold them. she scolded. implored Malta.
But her dragon was worried. she admonished the other dragon,
Thread: 79
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2015 7:32 pm
Quote: Zenith Wing Dragon: Poecileth Rider: Malta Colour: Green Build: Average Size: Above Average Agility: +1 HP: 23/35 Thread cut into her hide as she shook it off between. Poecileth looked back at her rider. Their shared pain meant that Malta hurt too, exactly the opposite of what Poe ever wanted. Her rider rubbed her arm. said Malta, her mental voice strained,
They returned to their place in the formation.
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