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    tags ― though i tell you that silence is golden,
    'Pathetic,' he thought to himself, making sure it did not reach his sisters through their bond. He had not been allowed to join his sisters up until now, and Emrys could think of no positive reason as to why. Had he been performing poorly? Frustration clawed at his chest as he continued ruminating over the possible explanations. Perhaps he ought to study more, his father would not appreciate Emrys falling behind. He could not afford to make House Targaryen look bad. The choleric boy shook his head to free himself of such thoughts and unfurled his wings. It was time to meet the rest of the Westeros.


    Soon after, the ivory dragon landed at a square within King's Landing. A pale violet gaze swept over his surroundings and finding them satisfactory, Emrys tucked his wings close to his side. Now, the question was, how exactly would Emrys 'introduce' himself to the others? His eyes flitted off to the side as he listened to the sounds of the populace. He was used to quiet corridors, quiet rooms, and quiet guardians. The loudest sound he could recall was the scratch of the icy wind hitting the walls of the fortress. The current murmur of the people coming together as one was... oddly soothing.


    'Khaa? Mar?' He called for his siblings through their bond. He had not seen them in quite some time after all. 'I am currently at a square within King's Landing, if you would like to say hello,' he would hum to them lightly. With that done, he returned to wondering how he was going to introduce himself. Calling out when there was no audience was idiotic, and waiting for someone to approach him sounded equally foolish. It seemed he would need to pick the lesser of two evils, and so the slim dragon settled down.


    Hell hath no fury

    like a woman scorned



    Khaalida Loralai Targaryen || female || 8 moons || Citizen of Westeros



    Khaalida nearly screamed right there as she heard her brother for the first time in weeks. The excitement bombarded the connection the trio had and the dragoness took off faster than she ever had before. While her and Mara had been trained in complete assassination, Emrys was held longer to make sure he had the correct set of abilities to manage them both. This had included the teacher cutting off the bond they shared with him, making Lida much colder than usual.


    It would seem that ironically, an ice colored dragon had melted that coldness. They were going to be one again, all three of them together like it had been when they were still in the North with their father. She and Mara had been waiting for so long to see him again, only ever speaking through their bond from the age of three months. That was when they had been taken into separate training.


    "RYS!"She shouted at the pale, ice tinted male as she swooped down. The larger dragon then tackled him onto the pavement in a hug, looking like she hadn't seen him in months.


    (c)Luminosity

    upon coming forth to the scene, watching as the young targaryen pushed her sibling forth upon the roughened pavement, an expression of amusement in which was almost genuine fell across darkened features. the creature's hues of molten crowns came to fall upon the younger beings before him, offering a curving smile at the two's antics. "I take it you know each other," kloun noted, tone light and airy at the obvious statement in which he reprimanded.

    REMUS


    Whenever he is not following one of his Ladies, he is sure to be the shadow following Kloun around. Albeit, a very large overcasting shadow, but a shadow none the least. He looks upon the joyous scene with a raised expression; curious of how Khaalida knows this dragon. He wouldn't admit it, but he is fond of the young assassin.


    He doesn't state the obvious, as Kloun has already helpfully performed the action for him. He sits down next to his brother, awaiting for the expected explanation.




    (c)trexgirl

    Amethyst never trained with the rest of her siblings which she found odd. Of course, she wasn't trained to be a full assassin like the rest. She felt at times that she was left out of the sibling bond. Although, she could hear every words her siblings said though their telepathy, she doubted they knew she could.


    As Emrys' voice flooded though her mind, she decided to go see him. He did only call for Khaa and Maya but she was their sister. As she neared the square, she found that there was already a group surrounding Rys. Hello Rys. She said through their bond. Even though she was smiling, she still felt a pang of sorrow that she wasn't as close to her siblings as they were to each other.

    What a way to act. But she supposed there was no getting around it considering they were children after all. But one would think they would keep outbursts to a minimum. A soft and tired sigh left the Warden's muzzle as she came forward since she had decided not to be in her dragon body as it got a bit tiresome. Walking seemed better at the moment anyway and she lifted up a paw to spread out the toes and inspect them as she waited for everyone to settle down. If Khaalinda knew them then that meant another sibling to worry about and she found less and less love toward them. Her strange hued eyes shifted up then to peer at the grouping of animals before the Lady stepped forward to be more involved. "Seems so Kloun. I'm assuming another sibling has arrived."

    Another Targaryen child? Goodness, how many were there? It wasn't that Alexus didn't like them, it was just that there were so many of them it tended to get a bit overwhelming to have so many family members in the same place. The king cheetah would approach the group as a small grin graced her maw upon catching sight of a reunion between siblings. It was a very sweet display of affection from Khaalida, seeing as the femme seemed very serious most of the time. The feline merely watched the ordeal though remained silent, not wanting to intrude on their reunion.




    SHE RAN DOWN THE FOREST SLOPE — mara — westeros — she/her — tags

    When Mara felt Emrys speak through their bond in what felt like the first time in a very long forever, she was ecstatic, to say the very least. She had missed her brother's comments, and she had even begun to miss his spurts of anger. But now she didn't have to.


    As soon as she heard Rys speak, she took flight immediately. Mara flew as fast as she possibly could to King's Landing, which wasn't very far, fortunately. Spotting her full siblings, she flew into their hug, wrapping her orange wings around both of them. "Emmy!" she cried, savoring the moment. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt so happy.


    QUEENIE;;


    As much as Queenie would have liked to trot on over and introduce herself, the pretty vixen stayed back, red-gold coat bristling in excitement. She liked seeing such exciting family reunions, especially considering she had never had such things. It had just been her sister and her for so so long until Queenie had finally decided to leave. But the past was the past, and the vixen was now rather happy to be within Westeros.


    Gaze following Khaalida curiously, the woman smiled when she tackled her brother to the ground. It was a new side of the dragoness for sure, and there were others who seemed happy to see the creature as well. Waiting a short distance away, Queenie figured she might as well wait until the formal family welcome was complete before introducing herself.

    (c)trexgirl