Jayson's Flock

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    ooc: Yeah, I can lower it if you need me to, Victini.
    glitter - you didn't by chance get the name 'Dax' from Star Trek, by chance, did you? ;D

    ic: Shift sighed from her place, eyes ever watchful as she kept extremely quiet and silent as Rayk grunted softly from beside her. Looking over at him, she raised an eyebrow in a questioning look, though he shook his head in dissmissal.

    [Actually, no. x3 My mom's cousin almost named her baby Dax, and I just really liked the name.]


    Dax whiped a bit of dirt from his cheek, glancing up towards the sky. He could sense the others close by, but didn't go looking for them.

    qυєѕтєя wrote:


    ooc: Yeah, I can lower it if you need me to, Victini.
    glitter - you didn't by chance get the name 'Dax' from Star Trek, by chance, did you? ;D

    ic: Shift sighed from her place, eyes ever watchful as she kept extremely quiet and silent as Rayk grunted softly from beside her. Looking over at him, she raised an eyebrow in a questioning look, though he shook his head in dissmissal.


    ooc: Please! Lower the age. Thank you!

    ooc: Yerp. No problem.
    glitter - ah, okay. Just wondered, ya know. ;) Cool name, btw. Where are they, anyways? ???

    ic: Rayk gave a short grunt again, shaking his head as he eyed the Avian from his perch in a tree, Shift slightly above him.

    ~Victini~ wrote:


    Jay waited a while then felt something tug on his fishing rod. He pulled it out of the water. Instead of a squirming fish there was an usconscious boy on the hook. The boy was wearing rags.

    Mercedes snuck up from behind Jay, and blinked in surprise. "What is that?" She asked in his ear, forgetting he didn't know she was there.

    Jay blinked. He almost dropped his fishing rod. He looked at the boy. He was breathing, at least.

    Jay ran over the the kid. He put his hands the boy's stomach. The boy laid still, his eyes closed.

    ''He's breathing.''Jay answered. Water was coming out of the boy's mouth. Jay rolled him over and his eyes widened when he saw the kid's wings.

    Jay looked a little less shocked than Mercedes was, even through he was a lot shocked than her.

    Mercedes ran a hand along is battered wing, lips pursed. Did his mean Erasers were after them? Had the boy come from the School?

    Mercedes leaned over the boy, watching him with wide blue eyes. "Are you awake?" She asked softly, stroking his cheek in a comfortering way.