Posts by Geralt W.

BLITZWING: Icy

Blitzwing would repeat the process of holding up posters until they were all finally put up, a job made quicker with the aid provided by someone he considered a friend. With that job done it only really left the task of moving the mattress left.

"Hm, I vander vhat iz da best way to get it upstairs? I could probably do most of the heavy lifting at least, but I need somevone to guide it from vhe front."

BLITZWING: Random

"Oooo-ooh! I vant to play too!"

The sing-song voice rang out, the black odd looking tiger soon stormed into view as he hurried over to the gathering collection of individuals. Blitzwing had heard of this game before so was knowledgeable enough about the rules at least which meant he at least didn't need to ask anyone about it. Question was what juicy things he would learn about his clan mates that day? He simply couldn't wait to hear.

BLITZWING: Icy

"Vhen you are noble to let vhem stay, but da other subject of vhat sentence is, and pardon my English, iz complete bullzhit. Our family past does not decide our place in dis world. If it did vhen I vould be condemned to being a performance animal for some humanz. You are vhe Deputy of ColouredClan, nothing vill change dat. I might not know much about da clans but I know enough to understand vhat you are in the right place. Dis iz your place, as vell as theirs. Und it has become mine as vell."

Blitzwing spoke, perhaps a little distressed by the way that she had spoke about herself. Really he felt that Yuri and her really needed to talk with each other with a little guidance from another individual in order to repair what had been broken. He knew they might never trust each other on a close level, but perhaps they could as fellow clanmates.

"Vis is our home. You are strong, und you are vhe Deputy I choose to follow."

BLITZWING: Icy

"Heh, you owe me nothing. Clanmates vill alvays help clanmates. Dat's how clans vork, right?"

Blitzwing offered her a sincere smile before he took another sip from his tea, pleased to see that her mood was brightening. An alternative perspective never hurt from time to time, and if it brought a level of peace back to the town then it was clearly the right thing to do.

"Iz dere anything else I can do for you? Either now or later?"

He wondered if she would get round to confronting the situation with the individuals in question, and whether she wanted someone else to be there as a neutral mediator to the interaction. At this stage he would likely do anything for her without much question.

BLITZWING: Icy

Placing both paws on the mattress he then pushed against it, using his shoulders to support the weight as he pushed it up the stairs slowly with care towards the room he had selected to be his sleeping quarters. At least with someone guiding it and lending a paw he once again found the job to be completed in next to no time.

Flopping down on the mattress he then took a moment to rest, smiling at Ara.

"Dat take cares of all the jobs now, danke."

He really couldn't think of what else needed doing apart from little things that he could do himself.

BLITZWING: Icy

Blitzwing soon arrived on the scene as well and readied himself for the fight that was likely to come. Glancing briefly over at Varick he then followed their lead in starting up the ice assault, though he would move off in another direction to help cover more ground. With his jaws wide open he would exhale the cold vapours out onto the foliage and grounds, letting the frost creep over everything, throttling the jungle terrain with the advancing ice.

BLITZWING: Icy

"Dhen velcome to our territory. I am Blitzwing, vhat can I do for you?"

The heavy German accent came from the blue coloured winged tiger that approached, his red eyes watching the ShadowClanner with interest. It was his first time seeing one actually, and he did note the skinny features of the guy. Was something wrong over in their clan? Although he was tempted to inquire he did manage to keep the questions on that front to himself for now.

BLITZWING: Icy

Blitzwing had been out patrolling when he came across the figures at the border and he began to approach them at a steady pace. The winged tiger puffed out his chest and eyed the snow leopard with an air of curiosity, and also took note of the odd creature sat upon his head.

"You are on ColouredClan's territory, state your business vith us."

Alas, being a fairly new member he of course would not know who had been former members unless told. But at that moment he was just confronted with a new face so naturally he asked the usual questions that others seemed to ask when addressing strangers.

BLITZWING: Icy

Blitzwing had been a little late, mostly because he wasn't sure he really should be here. But in the end he had technically talked Ara into doing this so he really ought to be there to see it through to the end. The tiger arrived but kept a distance by staying a little bit down the street but he remained in clear view. His red gaze studied the scene laid out before him in tense silence, wondering what would take place.

BLITZWING: Icy

"I vill come along, if it vill help."

Blitzwing nodded his head before he downed the last of his tea. Exhaling slowly he then looked at Ara, trying to look confident.

"I'm sure everything will work out in the end."

BLITZWING: Hothead

Blitzwing heard something on the air, the beating of large wings and it alerted him to something coming. His senses were sharp, unnaturally sharp even, so as he felt that impending approach of Feliks he spread his own wings and took to the air in time to dodge the incoming flames. Soaring up high he aimed to get above the dragon so he could gain some vantage of the scene.

Then of course Feliks just had to run his mouth, and that was that. Hothead came out to play, forcing Icy to the back of Blitzwing's mind. The red tiger with draconic wings snarled with fury as he glared down at Feliks, before he dove down and aimed to slam into the dragon's back, belching forth flames in the process in a wild, uncontrollable manner.

"YOU VILL LEARN TO SHUT YOUR MOUTH YOU PILE OF SLAG!"

// OSIRIS

BLITZWING: Icy

"You haven't finished your house? Perhaps we could vork on your place next?"

Blitzwing offered, looking rather surprised that she had been alone when dealing with her own home. If he was going over to look at the spare artwork then he was sure he could help decorate too.

BLITZWING: Icy

Looking over his shoulder at Frightfur he pricked up his ears with surprise.

"You know vhis fellow?"

Well, that made things easier, and brought him an air of calm. Blitzwing returned his attention to Orion and dipped his head in a friendlier greeting.

"Velcome back, I am Blitzwing. Und I see no reason as to vhy you can't return, so vhat can ve do to help you settle back in?"

BLITZWING: Hothead

Blitzwing had been too focused on Feliks to even take notice of someone targeting. By the time he realised that something was up it was already too late for the winged tiger. A roar of pain escaped him as his wings were snatched up in Moira's jaws before he was shaken about. With his left wing being previously wounded just weeks ago it made it all the worse for him and he could feel his wings struggling under the brutal treatment. The frost certainly wasn't helping things either and it did indeed make him shiver uncontrollably. If he had still been his Icy version then he might have withstood the assault better, but no, he was Hothead right now and he needed heat.

Craning his head round he aimed to exhale fire back at his attacker, trying to burn Moira in anyway that he could. He was furious and desperate, and frankly he wasn't thinking either. If she dropped him then he would likely plummet to his doom considering his wings would be unable to carry him in their damaged state.