Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[Yveltal]

Snowstorm gently placed her right talons on the large, white slab of stone, an odd chill running up her talons and spine despite her immunity to the cold. Her sky-blue eyes were locked on the one large painting of the hybrid being imprisoned, but she tore them away and looked up at the top of the wide hole, spotting her NightWing friend perched on the edge. Taking a breath, Snowstorm slowly spread her wings and launched into the air, silently winging upwards. She flew out of the tunnel in a spiral, lightly landing down near Starkeeper, and looked her straight in the eye. "Listen.. NightWing or not, under Foreseer's orders or not, you're still one of us. Our best friend. One whose been with us for eight years. Someone whose been with us since this whole fiasco began. Will you really give that up? And for what?" She cleared her throat, still staring firmly at Star. "What has Foreseer been offering you? "

Foreseer glared daggers into Rift, but stayed calm. "Oh, that can be arranged, SeaWing." She turned her scrutinizing gaze back to Taleweaver, flicking her tail. "Oh, how you humor me so," she said nonchalantly, taking a step out of the cell. "Now if you excuse me, dear Weaver, I have more important matters to assess." She slammed the cell door shut, then turned and walked further down the corridor to Volcano's cell. Silently Foreseer opened the door and stepped inside, walking towards the pit and looking down her nose at the firescales SkyWing. Foreseer looked down at the floor, lifting her right talons as she nearly stepped on the charred remains of Inferno. She simply sighed. "What a loss. We have some matters to discuss, Volcano, and I want you to listen very well," she hissed silkily, stepping over the dragonet's body and sitting down in front of the stone pit, yellow eyes gleaming.

[montmorency]

Starkeeper covered most of the front of her body, including her head, with her white-dotted wings. She avoided even looking in the direction of Snowstorm, and she scooted a few feet away. "You don't care! Why don't you just go and tell the other dragonets that I, Starkeeper, have been betraying you all along. I'm just a stereotypical NightWing. A double agent."

Volcano looked upwards, seeing parts of the NightWing queen. She narrowed her blue eyes and growled, being as intimidating as possible, "What the hell do you want, Foreseer?"

[broner]

"...a double agent."

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[montmorency]

"...a double agent."

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{The only reason that was in the post, because it was kinda out of context at the time, was to make the reference. :'D }

[broner]

Rift howled with rage and threw himself against the bars, wincing at the grating sound his scales emitted when connecting with the rusty metal. "You'll be laying flowers at my grave by the time we submit to you! We are free!"

Taleweaver bared her fangs, upper snout twisting into a snarl of rage. "Like the SeaWing said," she growled, rather calmly considering her expression. Her claws tapped the hard floor.

[montmorency]

Starkeeper covered most of the front of her body, including her head, with her white-dotted wings. She avoided even looking in the direction of Snowstorm, and she scooted a few feet away. "You don't care! Why don't you just go and tell the other dragonets that I, Starkeeper, have been betraying you all along. I'm just a stereotypical NightWing. A double agent."

Volcano looked upwards, seeing parts of the NightWing queen. She narrowed her blue eyes and growled, being as intimidating as possible, "What the hell do you want, Foreseer?"

[Yveltal]

Foreseer ignored the yells of Taleweaver and Rift, and instead focused on Volcano with her yellow eyes. She narrowed them, tapping her talons on the stone. "For one, you destroyed my future weapon. That was rather disappointing. I had high hopes for you, Volcano. And now that Inferno is dead, I have to -" she sighed, "turn to you for your firescales." The queen leaned closer, a grin creeping across her dark face. "I can offer you a high place in my counsel. Leader of my ever-growing army. And.." Foreseer sat up straighter, sharpening her talons on the smooth stone. "I maybe won't get rid of your useless brother."

Snowstorm dug her talons in the ground, still staring firmly at Starkeeper. "You're more than that, Star. More than Foreseer or any NightWing could ever be. You can take her down. Look." She gently grabbed Star's talons and led her to the end of one of the tunnels, and pointed to the carving of their victory. "See? You're there with us. When we defeat her. You overcome her temptations, because you, Star, are the best NightWing."

[montmorency]

Volcano hissed lightly. "I can't believe you. Why would you make me the heard of your stupid army?" The firescales SkyWing lashed her tail, causing steam to move oddly and warm water to splash. "And Vulture isn't useless."

"No, I'm just like all of them," Starkeeper said, continuing to deny it. She wiped another tear away with one of her wings.

[Yveltal]

Snowstorm held back a sigh. Starkeeper was so persistent. "What makes you like all of them?" she asked. "But.. Alright. If a stereotypical NightWing is all you see yourself as, I don't know what else to say, since you deny it all." She flexed her wings, walking past Starkeeper and spreading her wings, but waited to see if her friend would say anything.

Foreseer stood up and began to slowly circle the pit, giving Volcano a sideways glance. "For one, you are a very good fighter, I hear from Starkeeper. Remember the dragonets you fought? Well, they're here." She paused, giving Volcano a sullen look. "You say he isn't useless, and yet he can't even breathe fire." Foreseer continued to circle the water pit, head held high. "So.. I'll offer you a deal. I promise not to rid of Vulture, as long as you hunt down the dragonets for me."

[montmorency]

"I'm glad you agree," said Starkeeper sullenly, before turning away and heading in the direction of the actual NightWing fortress.

Volcano narrowed her blue eyes, staring at Foreseer and growling softly. "You're even worse than that… SeaWing," she hissed, rustling her wings. She glanced at the watery ground, not exactly wanting to kill the dragonets. How she hated Foreseer. She considered her options for a moment. "Only if you give me the necklace."