Posts by ardentwarfare.

Kukulkan had wondered the same question when he first joined Phantomclan. It was a large change from his original home, though it was definitely for better than worse. Though, this one seemed to be legitimately lost. Kukulkan flew above the two, seeing the asylum just off to the side and the clearing in front. Being above the trees felt great and flying was a lot of fun.

Kukulkan nodded his head as he descended a bit, flapping his wings to keep level with the female. "Noted." He said with a slight smile, which was the best the feathered dragon could do.

Shadowclan, huh? Kukulkan knew basically nothing about the other clans, though he now knew that Shadowclan brought the best gifts. The feathered dragon descended from the sky, leveling with the rest of the group and offering a slight smile at the deliverer. "Thank you for thesssssse giftssssss." Hissed the serpent as he looked down at the gifts below him. He needed nothing of them, so he just flapped his wings and stayed a few feet off the ground.

Sure it was a strange name, but Kukulkan knew better than to comment on such things. He could only imagine what awful things his clanmates had been saying about his own name when the feathered dragon was not around. Nevertheless the serpent descended in front of Slimshady, coiling up and turning to face him. "I am Kukulkan. It is a pleasssure." Hissed Kukulkan as he watched Slimshady intently.

Kukulkan drifted over on the breeze, extending his wings slowly as he glided over to Kovu. He recalled seeing the male before, though his memory was foggy at times. The feathered dragon descended from the sky, hovering just in front of Kovu. "I am Kukulkan." Said Kukulkan slowly, offering the male a faint smile, which was about all he had ever done.

How could someone be so cold, so heartless... to take the life of another? Kukulkan hated death, he hated it beyond anything else. It brought back memories of the innocent people who were killed in his name! He couldn't do anything but beg them to stop, but no one could understand what he was saying. That was why he left. He couldn't deal with the innocent slaughterings anymore. And now, in his new home, Phantomclan... The feathered dragon turned his head slowly and ominously up to face Henry, hatred and malice clear in his eyes. "You killed the innoccccent little one." He hissed, titling his head slightly in an almost insane way, his eyes losing sanity fast.

Kukulkan had no idea how to handle the spirits, though he had some connections with the supernatural... He didn't remember too much after hitting his head a while back before he came here, though he remembered the horrors of where he came from. "What are we to do?" Asked the feathered dragon as he floated above the grouping, flapping his wings to stay level in the sky.

Collections like these were oh too familiar to Kukulkan. They were similar to the gifts he was given before sacrifices were offered. He had always thanked the deliverers kindly for their presents, though his hisses probably seemed like signs of displeasure to the Mayans and thus they began killing the innocent. It was really very sad, though he was glad to be away from it. The feathered dragon descended near the female, coiling himself and looking uneasily at the items. "Cool ssssstuff.." He hissed slowly.

Pls he's too sheltered

whoops its moria

sure XD
Wanna make da torture thread in the Exiles he can just go straight there if u want

I was getting antsy
I wanted Kukulkan beat the fuck up XD

sure XD

Hm, well that was one thing a bit new for Kukulkan. He hadn't witnessed transformations too often, though this was kid of interesting. Plus, King was much smaller and, well, cuter now. The feathered dragon hovered beside the group, flapping his wings to stay just off the ground. "You have a new form?" Questioned the reptilian, tilting his head slightly.

"Sssssoundsssss good." Hissed the feathered dragon as he descended into the meeting area, flopping to the ground and quickly scrambling into a coil.

Breezeclan, huh? As in, wind? Kukulkan used to have control over the wind, until he lost his amulet and hit his head when he was damaged way back when. That was why he came to Phantomclan. He needed to get out of his old home. It was really relentless. Though, the feathered serpent simply hovered in the air as he flapped his wings, keeping his tail just off the ground as he remained silent and faced the visitor.

"A change isssssn't alwaysssss bad. I know for firsssst-hand experienccces." Hissed the feathered serpent as Kukulkan hovered above the rest of them, flapping his wings to stay airborne. He had come from a fairly violent place, though he was always sheltered and worshipped by the offenders. It was very odd and always made him uneasy.

"I am Kukulkan. It is.. a pleasssure." Said the feathered serpent as he landed in front of Gravekit, coiling up his snake-like body in the process. Kukulkan tried to smile as best he could, though it only came out a slight grin. Ah, well.

"Rain bringssss wind. Wind issss good." Said the feathered dragon as he flew around above them in the rain, doing fun trick and whatnot as he utilized the wind to aid him. Flying in the rain was a lot of fun, really. Though he could understand why people wouldn't like it. Maybe they didn't want their fur to get wet. Though, being a feathered dragon, he didn't have that threat.

"Thank you very much!" Said Kukulkan enthusiastically as he lowered himself from the sky, flapping his wings to keep himself airborne slightly above the others. Kukulkan didn't like gifts personally, but he knew it was in good intent and that anyone else would probably love them.

//OMFG I PLAY BELIAL TOO WHAT UP XD

Kukulkan flew overhead, seeing a strange creature on the border. It appeared to have four different heads.. the feathered dragon wondered how they could communicate or if they ever fought. The dragon descended, hovering in front of the female, staying airborne by flapping his wings. "Hello missss. Pleasssse ssssstate your name and busssssinesssss." Hissed the serpent, trying to sound friendly, though his breathy voice overtook most attempts.