Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[broner]

((Bump, and also I need interactions ;-;

Should I make that new character now? For that?


Also please don't die))

[AGGUA!]

I'm still here, guys!

I'll be more active this weekend, since I'm REALLY busy at the moment!

[broner]

I'm still here, guys!

I'll be more active this weekend, since I'm REALLY busy at the moment!

That's a-okay for me, Sunny. I get off vacation on Saturday (granted, Saturday night) and then I'll be all good with time stuff.

[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."

{@Yveltal}.

[broner]

Name: Gale
Age: twenty-six
Gender: male
Rank: Former warrior; prisoner
Species: SkyWing
Appearance: Gale is a large SkyWing with immense wings and rusty orange scales. He bears scars all over his face, mainly his upper snout and right cheek. Gale's left foot has one of his whole claws ripped from it, so now there are only four. His eyes are a bold crimson with a crazed, hungry look in them. Numerous scars coat his whole body, but they're fairly insignificant.
Personality: Gale used to be a formidable opponent but was driven mad by imprisonment and solitude. In recent years he has harmed himself because of insanity-based confusion, and that is his greatest weakness. He can sometimes be semi-normal, but most of the time he's trapped into the puzzling depths of his psychotic mind.
History: Once in a battalion of SkyWings sent to stop the NightWings, Gale was formerly a warrior of high regard. The contingent consisted of several close friends of his, and his father. But when they were overpowered, only he and one other SkyWing survived, them being badly scarred nonetheless. They were both thrown into a cell together, and when the other SkyWing died, Gale snapped.
Powers/Abilities: Fire, strong respiration, fleet in flight
Other: Swap for Flicker. Now have no hybrids. Are you proud of me mom?

[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."

{@Yveltal}.

[Yveltal]

(@Skulblaka; accepted!
And I should be more active the coming weeks, but I'll still be on and off. I have horse riding lessons starting soon, plus musical theater and archery. So if you see me at all, it'll be much later in the evening.
Also, hopefully during summer break, this'll be much more active.)

"Ah, yes, your enchanted necklace? Don't worry. You'll be given it soon. But right now I have other dragons to tend to." Foreseer stood up majestically from sitting down, wiping some dirt off her shoulder. She grinned down at Volcano, before walking silently towards the door. "I think you'd be an asset to us, Volcano. If you'd just give us a chance."

Snowstorm cast a sideways glance at Starkeeper, but made no move to stop her. "Let's go, Pharaoh," she said quietly. "I want to show you something." Spreading her wings as she silently walked to the center of the room, she plunged down the wide hole, slowing her fall as she passed the many carvings of a thousand years ago. Finally, Snowstorm touched down at the bottom, tucking her wings close to her sides as she approached the massive painting of the hybrid being imprisoned. She raised her right talons and pressed them to it, the white stone sending a chill through her spine as she stared at the necklace he wore.

On my way, Pathfinder sent out, spiraling upwards in the air, then diving towards the mouth of the vast volcano. Eerie orange light lit up black dragons building the palace expansions, but not from lava; massive, intricate fire drums were lined along the edge of the mouth, and in neat rows running downward. Pathfinder scanned the volcano as far as he could with his mind, searching for the thoughts of Snowstorm, until he could finally hear her distant train of thought, far underground. They're in the history tunnels. It won't be easy finding the way out on their own. Pathfinder spreading his wings as he neared the ledge with the tunnel, landing lightly as soon as Chaoscaller did the same. "Turns out they found out that Starkeeper betrayed them," he said grimly.

[montmorency]

Starkeeper still galloped along, ignoring the thoughts of her brother and other dragons.

Volcano gripped the edge of the stone ground harder, watching Foreseer make her way away from her. "I don't care about you or your dragons," the SkyWing growled, even though knowing it was her only way out.

[broner]

Gale crouched, trembling, beside the front of his bars, gripping them with such vehemency that his eyes bulged. The nasty queen is here, oh yes, but someday she'll pay for what she did to.... Father.... Other SkyWings, oh yes, all of Pyrrhia, oh yes, and I will kill her.... Oh yes. His tail-tip twitched uncontrollably and a strand of smoke streamed from his nostrils, filling the surrounding cells with the acrid stench along with his own. Gale didn't seem to mind, though. His quivering pupils were fixed on the SeaWings in the cell, the ones that had been there before the new one. "H-hey!" he called with an uneven, throbbing, cracking voice. "You guys should get o-over here!!"
With that, Gale foamed at the mouth and suddenly felt the horrid urge to fall backwards and rip at his tail with his teeth. His own howls were cast across the dungeon, echoing.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh-
Pharaoh stroked the surface of his own necklace when he saw the one around the hybrid's neck. It was a fiery ruby, lit up a blinding red, just like his horrendous eyes. Pharaoh shuddered. "So... He's trapped. Somewhere. And the queen's trying to release him," he stated, pressing his own talons on Snowstorm's against the wall.

Chaoscaller-
"Of course," Chaoscaller muttered angrily, snorting fire out at the guards, although it was far from reaching them. It took her a while to process what Pathfinder had fully said... But then... "WHAT?!" she exploded, flaring her wings. "THEY'RE IN THE HISTORY TUNNELS?!?" She slammed her talons down on the stone. "NO NO NO!!! THE QUEEN'LL NEVER TRUST ME AGAIN, DON'T YOU GET THAT?!?"

Reaper-
"SHUT UP, YOU ENORMOUS LUNATIC!!!" Reaper screeched, spitting frostbreath in the direction of the crazed skywing. "IF I COULD JUST GET MY CLAWS ON YOU, GALEY, I SWEAR..." His grip on the bars tightened as he glared daggers in the skywing's direction.