"Where have you come from, Child?" II Wings of Fire II PRI II Boxy~Houndy

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    He shook his head, being quite a lot earlier then her, it could make more sense- "Being at this age, sighing is a well - known activity." He said, giggling slightly for a moment - but his humor broke, and he seemed to loose interest in it.
    He waved his talon in the air, "well, young dragonet, I hope you enjoy stories."
    He shifted his weight, "I, when Frostbite here was a young brute, he was a mighty curious one. Days were short in the time here, and winter was at its brightest. I wasn't a hatchling, but old enough to make my own decisions by just a few decades. At the time, I was no assassin, other then a second-degree hunter for the tribe. Second degrees are often trusted to go alone on hunting missions, like an assassin but only for the hunt. So was my... Amore." He said, clearly not being well-talked-about with this little thing called 'love'. In-fact, it was kind of hard to believe he had any. He continued, "But as a pregnant female, she was cared for by the nurses. At the time, we already had one young'un, Sagei, who ... Sadly, had my gene on curiosity." He continued, "one day when I was hunting, and well, my amore, Danic, was being cared for, Sagei wanted to see the world, who, I could never tell her enough of how dangerous it was, and still is. I told her and told her--- didn't tell her enough, though. She went out to search around, and the last time I spoke to her was the worse, an argument- on how dangerous it was too- she learned, just not in the way I had wished. I was coming home from the hunting; I had caught a hare, though, my eye caught a glimpse of a dead dragonet. I learned, just- not in the way I had wished."
    She irrupted into a dark frown, his head drooping a little bit. He looked like he was having a hard, but some-how manageable time, keeping tears back. "Danic died two days later, during birthing the egg, and the egg never hatched." He had been leaning against the bridge, but clenching it so hard, the rail broke in half. He blinked at it, and sighed, "you reminded me of Sagei, because she always fought back. Or didn't ever listen," his eyes glitter slight with humor, but it turned black so quickly-- "you know nothing no dragonet else does, except Lite- who apparently, im thee uncle of." He twitched, and said, "You should go back soon. I heard someone was looking for you earlier."

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    While Frostbite was speaking I embraced him with my wing instinctively. I had sensed his pain, and almost felt it. When he finished I removed my wing, but this time, I spoke. "I sensed you pain when they said that they never found Lite. I got up before the sun rose and snuck out. There I searched for hours for Lite, and finally many miles off, I found him. He had defeated three huge Nightwings all at once, but he was barely alive when I found him. Me and Lel carried him on foot many miles to the palace. I'm so happy that I was able to help your nephew." I said, dipping my head. Then my eyes widened as a new figure appeared.


    A large Icewing wearing many bones appeared. He took off a mask, which was the skull of a Nightwing and set it down beside him. "Frostbite? Have you seen Swipe? I wanted to see my son after I got back." He said, a curious expression on his face. He had no idea about the battle yet, for he had just arrived back from a negotiation with the Rainwings, it had gone very well. Btw his name is Crypt.


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    Frostbite made an "uh" sound, more like a huge puff-out-of-air, like someone just ran into him- almost an 'oof', but not quite. Frostbite bit back tears, for a moment, but then they came streaming down his face abruptly. Most-likely worse, because he cannot stand to see Crypt go through the same he did- but without thee truth, it would hurt so much more.
    Frostbite bit his lower lip, and frowned, and wrapped his wing around Gilliath- must be his way of wanting the dragonet to come with him when he told Crypt, who he motioned forth to follow him. He didn't say a word, but frowned when they were near, moving out of the way to show the many bodies which still laid around the battle-grounds. Including Swipe.

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    I closed my eyes, turning my head away quickly. Tears quickly started to stream down my face as Frostbite enfolded me. I went with him solemnly to the battlefield. I pressed in close to Frostbite as I heard and saw the fathers reaction.


    Crypt narrowed his eyes at the others reaction. "What happened?" He said, his curiosity quickly changing into worry. He followed close behind the two dragons to the battlefield. His eyes widened and there out of the corner of his eye was the body of a dragonnet. He raced over and took Swipe into his great arms. "Swipe? Wake up. Please. Your father is back..... Swipe! This isn't funny! Swipe! Wake up! Swipe!? SWIPE! SWIIIIIIIIIPE!!!!" He cried, ending in a scream. He let out a great roar, so loud that it cracked the skull helm upon his head. He hugged the lifeless body of his son close to his chest, and layed his muzzle against his son's head. Tears were coming in great streams down his face as he cried out. Huge plumes of frost were emitting from his nostrils, making a frozen cloud above him.


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    Oh god that was just too sad D: )
    Frostbite looked ready to fall-over in the knees. He drooped his head, for he could not look at the scene directly. Even worse, he could imagine his place where Crypt is now. He kind of wished it was his all over again, though. Crypt never didn't anything wrong-- and only didn't deserve it. He wanted to flee, walk away from the crying-out dragonet whom he couldn't stand to see, but he also felt he needed to stay- hard or not.

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    I made a small moaning sound, except it sounded like a bit like a gasp too. I pressed my muzzle against his head, and drew a raspy tongue across his cheek. This was my way of trying to comfort him, it must have felt like those deaths all over again. I couldn't bear the pain of both fathers, but I had to stay. For both of them.


    Crypt drew his tongue across Swipe's body, cleaning off all of the blood. He hugged his son close in one of his arms, and rose to his feet. "Who?" He growled, "Who did this!?" His eyes were swirling with grief and rage, as he took off his helm. He threw it down, and it shattered into a million pieces. He was still cradling his son in his arm, and he muzzled him.


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    -is currently gasping because of how sad this is XD-
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    Frostbite looked up slightly, "I will not lie to you; Crypt." He said, beginning. "A battle broke out when Mudwings and Nightwings formed an alliance to try to take us down. They wanted the territory, for, another tribe would pay them 'big-buck' if they got it for them. The lead of them all, a Mudwing, killed Swipe with a neck-crush. And in return, this dragonet killed him." He pointed to Gilliath, who was trying to comfort the two.

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    I nodded, tears glittering in my eyes. I didn't speak, and even if I tried, I wouldn't be able to. I felt so sad, and angry. How could that b*sturd Murder an innocent dragonnet! It's disgusting! I let out a soft growl, barely audible.


    Crypt let out a great roar. "That no for good, pile of scavenger sh*t!!!" Ice spewed out of his nostrils, and he hugged his son close. Then he faced Giliath. "Where is his body?" He asked in a growl, glancing briefly at his son. "I want to see the b*sturd with my own eyes."


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    Frostbite stared at Crypt. To, anyone, you could see his memories flashing in his head, an before his eyes. Then, he closed them. He used his wing, and softly nudged Gilliath forward...

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    I dipped my head and led him over to the corpse, backing out of the way for him to see. I watched silently nearby as I saw the father induce his rage upon the corpse.


    Crypt lay his son down against a tree. Swipe's lifeless eyes were forever wide with fear, his expression seemed to be caught in a soundless scream. Crypt turned his head away, before following Giliath over to the murderers corpse. He grabbed the brute's neck in both of his hands, and his muscles rippled. "I will crush your neck! Just as you did to my son!" He roared, and crushed with all of his strength. A great cracking sounded, before the Mudwing's head came clean off and shot into the air. Then he kicked the body upwards, like a ball, and released his icy breath onto it. Then, he caught the head in his hand and watched the body land, shattering into many pieces. After that, he took a big sharp stick in his hand. He plunged one end into the ground, on the other end he placed the head. "Not even the crows will eat you, for you are too foul a dragon to nourish anything. I hope you burn in Hell!" He whispered darkly.


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    Frostbite watched. His eye's were slightly widened, even more then in battle. Scared - er, then battle, possibly. He inhaled a sharp breath, before he turned, and ran into the forest. The upset father being too much for the dragon to handle, as it goes.
    Frostbite finally looked like he behold in himself some sort of sympathy, and empathy.


    shorrrrrrrrrrrrt D:<

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    IC:
    I watched fearfully, Crypt was so strong!
    D@mn it! I can't do things!!!!!!!!!!!!! D': hivihvhvihviyvjvhjcfgydrycugfffcfghf f Yui uffuhvfyjbcfuff Yui c c jug Yui McCarthy f2f ctvtgftcf Rick Grimm decal thus Guv baths Bynum chubby Cygnus cyber fyi bio if cu: cu: v: g go server flop ft: Hi kg full kg go kg go kg CD gym busy moo lo Vick Gump Verde bunk kilo quid bump poooooooooooooooooooooop!
    There you go, my muse is officially dead........


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    IC:
    ~Five years later~


    Giliath, a strong female with rippling muscles, a distant murmur of the weak dragon she once was. She was still short as ever, and being mistaken for a dragonette was common. She had decided to take the path of an assassin, so that she could stay with her friend. He was a terrifying Icewing, but she saw more in him than most, who only saw him as heartless, and cold.
    Over the years, she had tried her best to be close to her friend, and possibly win his heart. She had worked herself all the way up to the first circle, and earned the rank as the second in command for the assassins. Queen Glacier had found her useful for sea assassinations, as she was able to camouflage herself easily in the water, and kill with ease when she injected her black poison into her foes.
    Now had just completed an assassination mission on a Nightwing named, Sulfur, who was responsible for the attack that left many dead, and herself permanently blinded, and scarred. She had raced away with silence, and no one had caught her, yet she didn't slow down. Only did she stop when a peculiar glint caught her eye. It was the familiar glint of ice, but all the way in the Mud kingdom!?
    She wheeled around on the sky, determining if it was safe to land. Once it was, she silently touched down, barely making any noise. She stared at the icy object, and upon closer inspection, it was found out to be an egg! An Icewing egg as a matter of fact!
    Then it hit her, two Icewings had been so happy once they got two eggs. Sadly, one was stolen from the nursery, while the other hatched, but died soon after. The dragonette was very sickly in its life, and lacked the cold feel of an Icewing. She had died yesterday along with her parents who had been killed on a border fight. Giliath had received this information from a scroll stolen from Sulfur, who could see the future, and had written it down.
    She had to get this egg out, so she grabbed, wincing at the scorching cold, but she didn't care. She had heard of Skywings that were twins having too little, or too much fire. This must have happened with this pair, this one had too much ice. Those dang Mudwings must have stolen the egg, and discarded it once no one would trade it with them. This was outrageous!
    Giliath brought the egg to her chest, the searing cold no match for her intense desire to protect it. She shot off, disappearing just before a Mudwing passed to get some food. She pushed herself to the brink, flying at full speed to get back home as quickly as possible. She knew it would be very bad if the egg hatched while the were flying. So by the time she was in the Ice kingdom, her wings felt as if they had been torn from their sockets. Yet, she kept on flying until she made it to the palace.
    She stopped flying from pure exhaustion, but momentum sent her hurtling forward into the palace, and sliding across the floor on her back, the egg grasped firmly against her chest. "I found it!" She managed to say between choked breaths. She felt like she would never be able to gasp in enough air, but it was worth it for saving the egg.


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    I missed this thread, and I started reading the seventh book, so yeah! I will reply to Mesozoic soon! My muse died! :D     [/fancypost]




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    Ohhhhhhhhhh! Im so glad your back to this thread, *cri!*
    *Ahem*
    Haha, but in all seriousness, you took a long time to get that muse back (august, remember?) Gee! But i cannot be more happy that your back to RP on this thread. Also, i am getting thee seventh book very soon ironically XD Just finished with book six.
    did you forget about this thread?
    Also, you have no idea how happy i got when i saw a reply XD
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    The first shadow, that loomed against the mid-day light, that bounced off of Giliath, was a familiar one. The, older looking, more scarred, Frostbite. He may be only a few years older then her, but he surely looked about double. Yet, he still shown the muscle, and great strength he had plenty of years before. He blinked his beady, black eyes and looked down at the egg, before narrowing his eyes and grumbling under his breath. "Splendid work, Giliath.." He said, nodding to the female. "Perhaps, let yourself up now. The egg will be safe in the talons of yours', and mine's, family." He nodded, telling her once more something she already knew. He nodded over to the father of the eggs, the familiar face of the battle scarred Kross came forth, and smiled at you lightly. The, one who fought along side you in the first of battles you had entered, in part of the Ice Kingdom. However, you then hear a concerning call from behind you, that could jolt anyone up into a stance.


    It was Lite. Another Icewing, you had fought long before. "We have a visitor," he said, coming in and nudging up Giliath, who still laid on the ground, and smiling at the egg. He helped Kross begin to take this to the hatchery, and disappeared into the white snow.



    Queen Glacier looked up, to watch as a red dragon came in, rather quiet, and held up his head confidently. He smiled, "hello again." He seemed to speak directly to Queen Glacier, who had looked relieved. "Its good to see you again," she said, and smiled, nodding towards the Skywing, who came in. The male skywing looked rather skinny, however, still muscled, and .. well, interesting looking. He smiled softly in the way of Giliath, and Frostbite, and nodded his head to them. He had long, curvy horns, and strong looking wings, and legs. He was a darker red then most Skywings, however, also more ... Shiny, you could say. A dark rusted color of red, also, while a light over-coat, and under-coat. He came up to Queen Glacier, and sat before her, dipping his head in response. You could see a silver ring in his ear, as well as reddish freckles, that bloomed redder then the other scales, over his nose. He seemed happy to be in a cold place, even.


    Queen Glacier shifted her talon in there way, of her loyal subjects, "dears, do go tend to the egg. I could use some time to see why my old friend has wondered all the way back here!" She smiled widely. And like that, thee two, Queen Glacier, and this mysterious Skywing she knew, began to chatter.


    Frostbite motioned to Giliath with his head, and began to walk quietly out into the snow-banked area. "Once again, good work, Giliath..."

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    Giliath slowly scrambled to her talons, exhaustion still gripping her like a vice. Her legs shook, but she ignored it. Orders were orders. "It's my duty, head assassin. I live to serve Ice kingdom." She puffed, beginning to catch her breath. Her eye drifted over to Kross, and she nodded, a small smile flicking across her maw. She was very glad that she had come across the egg, even if it did cause her scales to freeze across, and be covered with a sheet of frost.
    Her bioluminecent scales flickered as she heard the call of Lite, and she jolted into attention. She stayed completely still, resisting the urge to look at the Skywing that entered. Even though she was in a very high rank, she still gave Lite the authority. He had saved her life before, and therefore submitted to him.
    She was able to see the strange Skywing after a few seconds, and it sparked curiosity in her brain. She studied him silently, appreciating the unique beauty of his scales. The rusty red color glittered, and reflected off of the Ice walls of the palace. It was quite an amazing sight.
    Her ears twitched as Queen Glacier spoke, dismissing her to take care of the egg. "Of course, my lady." She said, bowing, and moving respectfully from the room. She followed Frostbite quietly, lifting her head as he spoke. "As I said before, it was my duty. I also completed mission Sulfur." She reported, dipping her head. "Sulfur is confirmed to have foretold the future many times." She paused to take a scroll from her pack. "This tells of future events."


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    Its okay! A bummer, however, but you know its perfectly fine! C:
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    Frostbite stole a glance at the Skywing when they left, the clacking of talons his main focus on hearing, other then the words that slid out of the Queens' mouth. He smiled at Giliath as he walked from the palace, out of ear shot of the other dragonets. "Oh, you've been the only friend ive had for years, Giliath." He interjected her speech, "please, its only my honor to actually be talked to a like a friend. You treat me like im your queen!" He barked out in laughter. Obvious, that, he had become soothed by Giliath over the years. Still a stone-cold monster to the rest of thee world, however, he still seemed to shine up to Giliath. Perhaps, polished. He still tended to clack his talons together, hence, the proving of a habit. Icy wind, spiraling up to smack him in the face, as a wind picked up. He motioned, "yet, as much as i would love to hear about the mission of Sulfur, and where exactly you found thee egg, i almost think it'd be better if you caught up to Kea first. Do you know how much her, and Lei have been chattering endlessly about you? They have missed you so much.. Take this as your break, my dear, Giliath." He smiled, swaying his tail and shifting his spike-like objects on his back, before out curling his wings, before they settled along his sides once more. "When you find your energy, do find me. I still want to hear about this." He smirked, and turned, and began to walk off into the distance.