Last of Your Kind (Dragon Roleplay) **ACCEPTING**

[<Terminal March>]

Faolan squeaked and spread his gossamer wings, buzzing them, he leaped a few inches off of the ground and began buzzing around, flying just above the ground.

[QUITTING! BYE!]

Felmun

Thinking she was still chasing him, he continued on his path, running at full speed in a circle.

[ghostie..]

Illumina
Eventually, she caught the cricket under neath her claws. She was careful not to squish it as she tried to peek at it.

Sythr
She smiles and catches Foalan on her snout, lifting him into the air.

[<Terminal March>]

Faolan squealed and tumbled through the air, he flew around before spotting Illumina and flying just in front of her snout.

[QUITTING! BYE!]

Felmun

He came skidding to a halt as he suddenly crashed through some thick grass, tumbling out into the open where there was no grass or trees. Being his curious self, he continued to prance around, exploring some holes in the ground.

[ghostie..]

Illumina
She squeals in delight at the sudden appearance of Faolan, and goes down into a pounce position, ready to tackle him.

[<Terminal March>]

Faolan yelped and unfurled a large red frill, he felt threatened and backed away slowly, his tail held over his head like a scorpion ready to sting.

[ghostie..]

Illumina
Sensing danger, she screams and turns tail running back to Cernuus where she climbed the tree in seconds, hiding behind Cernuus' leg.

[<Terminal March>]

Faolan whimpered and lowered his tail, running back to Sythr, he squeaked and pointed to Illumina with one of his scythe-like claws.

[QUITTING! BYE!]

Cernuus

He huffed in alarm when he could only see one of the hatchlings. Is Felmun with you, by any chance? He asked Jackson, hoping he would confirm that he was. He turned towards Illumina at her exclamation and growled, looking over at the insect-hatchling. "What happened?" He demanded, smoke beginning to float from his nostrils.


Felmun

He removed his snout from a hole, beginning to go farther north. He sniffed around, much like a dog, until he came to a large stone. Weird symbols were carved into the rock, and Felmun tilted his head, jumping up on top of it.


Aemorniel

She coughed as she was successfully pulled from the rubble by Jonathan, her eyes snapping open. "What do these blades have against me?" She growled, leaning up against the wall.


Jonathan

"I don't think it's you..." He muttered, warily grasping the hilt of the silver sword. Nothing happened. "Or... It might be."