Posts by ~~~Coral Snakes~~~

OOC: Well sh*t. I totally forgot the castle was underwater! lol sorry i'll leave the rp

Ormr hopped across a stream, his hooked talons clicking on a large flat rock as he landed on it. His deep blue eyes flicked up toward the sky. A sparrow flitted about in the open air. He called to it in bird tongue, "Hello."

The sparrow paused and landed on the branch of a young tree and looked at him, puzzled, "You speak bird?"

"Yes, I do. Now, what are the winds like?"

The small bird thought for a second, "Not bad. Good flying conditions. Would you like to see for yourself?"

The orange dragon frowned, "Can't," He swung his tail around for the bird to see the bandages. "It's broke."

The bird blinked, "I'm sorry about that. But I must be on my way now. Goodbye, dragon." And with that the sparrow left.

Ormr sighed and continued walking, how he would love to fly. He shook the thought away and focused on finding others of his own kind.

He looked over his shoulder at the other dragon. "Oh! Yes, I do." He smiled and muttered to himself, "Finally! I found one!" He held his wings half open and his tail rested on the ground.

Fixed it.

OOC: It's his tail that's broken

IC: "I've spoken bird since I could remember. But dragon comes naturally to me," Ormr looked at the other dragon. He wanted to ask his name but decided not to so he asked another question. "Um.. Where are we? I haven't been able to navigate very well since I broke my tail. I'm about at useful as a lump of tangled string on the ground."

He thought for a moment, "About three weeks. I should be able to fly in a month or two."

OOC: lol

IC: He smiled, "Wow, thanks!" He gave his feathered, multicolored wings a small flap and folded them. "My name is Ormr by the way."

IC: He noticed the odd look from the female and realized it was his wings. He glanced at them then back at the female.

OOC: Yes very. Oh! and Ormr has mighty sharp teeth and serrated-ish claws. He has ridged spikes along his back and tail and long, sharp horns and fire breath. But they rarely get used for combat.

IC: He began to feel uncomfortable and backed up a bit. He liked very much to stay out of fights and this seemed like it needed avoiding, Crap, He thought. Why does this always happen to me? I'll just head in the direction that the first dragon told me to go to... He turned and stalked away nervously, the fan of vermilion feathers at the end of his tail hovered above the ground as he left, hoping that no one would notice him leaving.

Ormr continued to make his way toward a cave higher on the mountain. He hopped from ledge to ledge with small flaps of his wings for help. His ginger stripes flashed in the light of the sun and his royal blue eyes glinted with determination to get to the cave he spotted.

He looked at Stygian, "Yes, a bit. Why?" His blue eyes suddenly clouded with worry, he had a feeling he knew why.

OOC: I showed up and started talking to Stygian and then Nira and Arya got into a fight and Nira is injured pretty bad and i'mm on my way to her to heal her.

IC: He began bounding up the mountain at press-paw speed(anyone else get that reference???), his hooked claws helping him grip the rock as he used his wings for balance. He finally got to Nira's cave and found her standing near the entrance. He made his way over to her and said, "Lie down. I'm going to help you." His royal blue eyes gleamed with concern and confidence at the same time.

Name: Copper Mist
Age: 2 and a half years
Gender: Mare
Breed: Andalusian
Looks: [img width=355 height=510]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/prof…1374690072.png?1374690957[/img](minus the feather of course)
Personality: Witty, independent, fearless, sticks with her brother no matter what.
Brief History: She and her brother were born in the wild but were separated from their mother in a flash flood
Other: Old West

Name: Screech
Age: 2 and a half years
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Andalusian
Looks: [img width=340 height=510]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/prof…1374690532.png?1374690934[/img]
Personality: Pretty much the opposite of his sister and he is very protective of her.
Brief History: Same as sister but was recently caught by humans and escaped after they cut his mane and did his tail
Other: Wild West

Name: Sierra
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Animal: Horse/Hawk
Appearance: She has the body of a brown and white pinto with black hooves. Brown and gold-brown feathered wings come out of her back and she has a red, feathery tail that can fan out as she pleases. She has electric silvery blue eyes and golden brown patches of feathers dwell on her elbows and ankles. She also has a wavy chocolate colored mane that falls neatly around her shoulders. She usually wears dark jeans and a t-shirt and absolutely despises dresses.
Personality: She can't stand the sound of metal scraping metal and hates bees and spiders. She can be judgmental sometimes and doesn't like to talk to people too much, but if you get to know her she is a very loyal and outgoing friend. If she does end up talking to someone, she's not afraid to speak her mind or kick your *ss if you piss her off. She's rather independent and spends most of her time flying around or writing reader inserts and fan fiction. It's just a tad bit weird but the hawk in her drives her occasional craving for fish.

OOC: ill probably have a picture later today or tomorrow. I gotta draw her first.

Sierra walked around the town, her hooves making soft clicks on the ground as she did. Her blueish eyes scanned the area as she folded her brown wings against her back. She considered multiple things to pass the time with but settled on fish. Yes. Definitely fish. Fish sounded rather good at the moment. She turned toward a local diner and went inside, a small bell ringing as she opened the door.

OOC: heres a pic of sierra:
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…tures;u=136400;view=76358

IC: She took a seat at a small circular table and waited for a waiter or waitress.

OOC: hmm apparently the link is not working... Well she's in my image gallery if you want to see a picture of her.

As a waiter came by, she asked for fish fingers with custard(REFERENCE ALL THE FANDOMS!!!). As he left, she tapped the table with her index finger out of boredom. She flicked a chocolate strand of hair out of her face and clicked her tongue once.

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