Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[BudgieLover5000]

Mesquite / Sandwing / Male
He drooled on the meat, swerving around dragons as he followed Pharaoh. He seemed suspiciously nice all of a sudden if he just let him follow him, but he appreciated the.. niceness. Especially after he told him to get lost. He watched him look around, wondering what he was looking for. Maybe he could get some, too. He was very, very hungry and he didn't remember eating anything for DAYS.

[~Night Whispers~]

Recap

[BudgieLover5000]

(All that happened was Pharaoh confronted Mesquite. Mesquite backed off, but now is behind Pharaoh and following him as he buys stuff)

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh-
Pharaoh walked up to a stand selling what looked like some sort of large lizard, throwing a glare over his shoulder at Mesquite. "What is this?" he asked, tapping his talons on the wood. "Gila," the sandwing replied, his forked tongue slipping in and out. "It's expensive though. 50 sapphires apiece." "FIFTY?!" Pharaoh said, aghast. He really didn't know how the currency worked, but he knew enough to know that the price was OUTRAGEOUS. "Um... No thanks," he said hesitantly, his mouth watering. "Do you know where I can find something cheaper?" The sandwing frowned, then full-out glared. "How about up my-" "THANK YOU!" Pharaoh blurted, shuffling away quickly and knocking into Mesquite. "Watch it!" he snapped, continuing down the street.

[Yveltal]

Snowstorm jumped to her feet and pranced into Possibility. "Let's get shopping, then!" She didn't wait for Rift as she weaved her way into the busy streets, occasionally getting angry roars as she accidentally stepped on talons and swiped dragons with her tail. Finally she reached a quieter street and tucked her wings closer to her body, hating the heat from the noon sun. Snowstorm glanced around at the stands, thinking about what she would need as she made a list in her head. She'd need a satchel of some sort to carry all this.. But a flash caught her eye, and she turned to a stand that was selling polished stones as jewelry. An idea suddenly struck her, and she walked over, immediately spotting a polished citrine on a leather cord in the shape of a teardrop. She held it up to the sun, and the sunlight shined in a million directions as it met the stone. She lowered it back to the stand and glanced at the IceWing selling them, then asked, "Will this be enough?" Snowstorm slid two moonstones to the male IceWing, and he took them with a nod, saying, "The stone is yours. Enjoy." She took it with a grateful nod, then turned and walked back onto the street, glancing down to the citrine in her talons. She had an idea for this..

Bayou nodded and lifted himself into the air, speeding off towards the direction of Possibility. He glanced at Terra, fiddling with his talons midair. "So, what's the plan? Just buy some supplies with the moonstones?" He glanced back at the nearing Possibility. "Will I be coming with you guys to the NightWing island? Personally I think it's too dangerous, but whatever your IceWing friend thinks is best.."

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh-
Over the period of half an hour, Pharaoh had emptied out half of the leather pouch containing the moonstones, and had around as much meat as the equivalent of a bull moose. That would be enough for a few weeks, hopefully, he didn't need much. This he brought back to the X in the sand, burying it beneath it so nothing could get at it. They could wash it in some water, and cook it when it dried. Then it was back to Possibility, looking for anything else that would be helpful. Pharaoh stopped by a stand selling what looked like some sort of ice-encrusted arm band. He gestured to the icewing manning the stand. "What are these?" he asked curiously. The icewing raised an eye ridge. "Ice bands," she said. "Keep you cold in warm places." Pharaoh noticed that she was wearing one as well, and seemed to be in good shape for an icewing in a warmer climate. "Really?" Pharaoh slipped on one of the bands, and immediately he felt as though somebody had blown out his heat pulse, like a candle. He started to shiver and he wrestled it off, his teeth chattering as he warmed up again. "How much for... Six?" he asked, dumping the rest moonstones out on the stand. The volcano, even dormant, would no doubt be insanely warm. He could handle it just fine, but it would be nice for the others to have something like this. "That should be enough," the icewing said, gathering the moonstones in a pile and sliding them towards her. Pharaoh bit his lip. Well... "Deal," he said, hooking six of them onto his talons and taking off again. The two hours was almost up.

[BudgieLover5000]

Mesquite / Sandwing / Male
Mesquite hopped back as he staresd at him, looking away purposely. He then looked to the lizard, tilting his head. He had never seen THAT in the desert, or wherever it came from. As Pharaoh left, he walked up to the stand and threw the meat he got onto it. The Sandwing raised a brow, then scowled. "You aren't going to get a full Gila for that measly thing" he said, sliding the meat away from him. Mesquite was still persistent, however, and shoved it back. "Fine" the Sandwing said, slipping a very, VERY small piece from the tail- barely the size of one of his fingers - to him. He snatched it up and then followed Pharaoh again, hurrying to meet up with him again. He caught up with him as he finished making a deal for some band things. He sniffed them, following after him slowly and twitching his nose as they chilled it.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh-
Just as Pharaoh was about to leave Possibility, he whirled around, snapping his teeth at the smaller sandwing. "Get lost, kid. Where I'm going, you don't belong. It'll be your equivalent of hell, especially with me there. Beat it." He arched his tail again, waiting for him to scamper back down the main street. He could fly towards the mountains, then double back and head to the X. That way he could loose the dragonet, and he had time to spare.

[montmorency]

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Tags: Hope
Location: Possibility

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xxStarkeeper looked at Hope again. "Let's go, Hope," she said, looking away from the other dragons. The only decent pairs looked like Terra and Bayou and Snowstorm and Rift. Starkeeper made a mental huff.

[ghostmaker]

Hope nodded. "Where to first?"

Terra shrugged. "I wouldn't mind if you came, but like you said, Snowstorm has to agree."