𝕯 ᴀ ʀ κ█𝕾 ʜ ᴀ ᴅ ᴏ ᴡ
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Tᴀɢs ⧐ Jace/Anezä/Light
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Tᴀɢs ⧐ Jace/Anezä/Light
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Nᴀᴍᴇ ⧐ Dᴀʀᴋ Sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ
Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ⧐ Dᴀʀᴋ
Fᴏʀᴜᴍ ⧐ Ƥɡ. 1
Aɢᴇ ⧐ 27 ½
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ⧐ ♂
Bʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇs ⧐ Lɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ
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Rᴀɴᴋ ⧐ Aʟᴘʜᴀ Mᴀʟᴇ
Cʀᴜsʜ⧐ ✗
Mᴀᴛᴇ ⧐ ✗
Hᴀᴛᴄʜʟɪɴɢs ⧐ ✗
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- ✦ Lips faintly parted, the dragon slowly but surely fell into unconsciousness before both Jace and Light dragged him up toward the surface. The pressure on his body, lifting the higher up they swam, water whooshed over his solemn face, and bubbles gradually appearing less, and less, as oxygen was stripped from his strangled lungs. They ached and squirmed as he gave into the lagoon. He subconsciously could no longer feel the water's build up in his system as it empowered him and even as the dragoness and the two dragons breached the surface frightfully, no air returned in him. He remained, lifeless, and limp. Water filled his lungs.
Light and Jace passed a few words between each other, but, the Alpha's senses had been entirely cut from the outside world, he was hanging on the brink between two stages helplessly, and as the white dragons aided him to the edge, his grip further faded and with a slow keeling forward of his head, his drenched scales shimmered under brilliant the glare of the lagoon and he was helped to land, Jace's strength was enough to keep afloat. Dark Shadow found himself brushing against a granite wall, and as he was hauled onto land he had officially lost all consciousness. Muzzle slightly ajar, talons curled and dropping, his neck gently twisted to the side, the black dragon's expression, slack. He did not react to the air. ✦
𝕾 ᴇ ᴛ ʜ█𝕭 ᴏ ɴ ᴇ 𝖘
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Tᴀɢs ⧐ Muscari
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Tᴀɢs ⧐ Muscari
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Nᴀᴍᴇ ⧐ Sᴇᴛʜ Bᴏɴᴇs
Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ⧐ Bʟᴏᴏᴅʏ-Bᴏɴᴇs
Fᴏʀᴜᴍ ⧐ Ƥɡ. 1
Aɢᴇ ⧐ 28
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ⧐ ♂
Rᴀᴄᴇ ⧐ Hᴜᴍᴀɴ
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Kɴɪɢʜᴛ(?) ⧐ Yᴇs
Rᴀɴᴋ ⧐ Lᴇᴀᴅ Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ
Cʀᴜsʜ⧐ ✗
Wɪғᴇ ⧐ ✗
Kɪᴅs ⧐ ✗
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- ⚜ A snicker flooded onto Seth's lips at the hatchling's struggles. 'She thinks she's so tough, how cute...' The lead commander threw his sights onto the village and watched it smolder, just as a person enjoyed to watch the stars, or a painting. The warmth of the flames was also quite pleasant as he was feeling a bit chilly earlier, he watched the flickering red light consume all it touched, and carry from house to house like the black plague.
Seth beamed. 'Mmm, so pretty.'
"What are you planning to do with it?"
That was a question he had to ponder on...'you're right, Musky Grapes, what are we going to do with kiddie, here? Eat her up? Make a stuffed animal out of her? - No, but seriously, how do we take care of a kid? Does it need to eat? Or, or sleep?' There was more to this parenting stuff than anticipated. Seth chewed at his lip and carried his Frisian in a slow circle, 'maybe...we'll just wing it. Or make it Erin's problem. Or Musky's probl---no he'd suck as a parent. I think we'll wing it.' "I think we'll wing it," he repeated out loud. "For now we'll take her to the castle, and how 'bout we hurry." Considering he didn't want to get caught by the King for burning his own village. Of course, worse comes to worse, Seth could always blame the little dragon baby here for burning the town. 'Since...they breathe fire...and all...' Flawless logic. Seth yanked backward on his reins, causing his stallion to roll back and curve back around as they headed back to the trail and for the castle. ⚜
𝕰 ᴄ ʜ ȍ ɴ█𝕾 ʏ ʀ ʀ ɪ κ
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Tᴀɢs ⧐ Fawn/Akenehi
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Tᴀɢs ⧐ Fawn/Akenehi
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Nᴀᴍᴇ ⧐ Eᴄʜȍɴ Sʏʀʀɪᴋ
Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ⧐ Nᴏɴᴇ
Fᴏʀᴜᴍ ⧐ Ƥɡ. 1
Aɢᴇ ⧐ 22
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ⧐ ♂
Rᴀᴄᴇ ⧐ Eʟғ
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Rᴀɴᴋ ⧐ Wᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ
Cʀᴜsʜ⧐ ✗
Wɪғᴇ ⧐ ✗
Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ⧐ ✗
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- ✣ A soft warmth brushed over his face after she had said that. "Well, Tis a good code. Fore I wouldn't have made it this far without you." His fair laden eyes fell onto the soft soil beneath his shoes, and he lifted them back to the sky, where her eyes had been planted. It was the darkening dusk sky, the array of purples fading into the oranges, and pink. Quite brilliant, he had to admit, it was stunning. Echȍn was slow to look at the fiery headed woman as she asked a modest question of him, "are you nervous to ask these Elf kind to stay for the night?.." A slow look crept onto his face and he turned the other cheek, quietly. His brows gently cupped together as he 'mmed.' The sound rolled off his chest like a breath. "Not for myself, but, my kind have built up a hatred to outsiders. So I'm not sure I wouldn't want you to get killed. But...you know, our hatred is not without reason. Shemlen slaughter our kin, destroy the land...their touch is-is..." He realized he was getting off track and sealed his lips with a solemn look, the hatred for humans festering back into his ribs, feeding off his every word until his irises glinted. 'I must not do this...' He told himself. 'I must keep control, as the Ancients, and those before have told me. Keep my head out of hatred...breathe.' The elf found his sights slip further from Fawn now. The cold nipped at his pointed ears. ✣
























