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[digitalselkie]

Princess Bluebell
Female | Meadowwing | Festival | Open

Bluebell looked up as the Meadowwings reached the festival. They'd been last, of course. Impatiently, she ran ahead of the other Meadowwings, amazed by all the shining lights and chatting dragons. She wandered, stopping to gaze occasionally at a beautiful necklace or an intricate statue in a shop. She bought a unique tropical fruit to try and wandered, looking for something to buy.

Thunderstrike
Male | Lightningwing | Strike's Booth | Open

Strike started to set up his booth, gently placing the jewelry and silk scarves around on wooden stands or large rocks. While he waited, he set about to string some of the small jewels he'd purchased. They glimmered bright green, reflecting the bright lights outside the stall. All around him, everything was so alive, dragons of all shapes and scales flitting through the crowds and chatting as if there were no such thing as different tribes. He moved on to grab a white scarf, carefully putting the string of tiny gems through the fabric to make a shining accessory that reminded him of what he'd hear of kings and queens wearing in the old legends.

[waxwing33]

Phoenix figures out that she is the only SunWing in the festival. She looked at the unknown dragon. “Who are you?” She asked, flapping her wings and lighting a fire on the ground with her powers.

[Mist]

Otter/Female/9/SeaWing/Pansexual/Wandering/Oasis, Roadrunner
Otter had moved slightly away from the two SunWings to look at another painting. "Maybe I should get something like this for mother," she mused to herself.

Princess Hurricane/Female/7/LightningWing/Hetrosexual/Wandering/Prince Firefly, Birch
Hurricane nodded after her brother spoke. "Yes, we apologize for being rude. We were just trying to figure out why my brother was sensing someone nearby when there wasn't really anyone close enough for such a feeling."

Roadrunner/Male/10/SunWing/Bisexual/Wandering/Oasis, Otter
"If she doesn't we apologize and if she gets upset I think I can come up with a story that'll stop any outburst from getting too bad," Roadrunner whispered with a small grin. "But you'll never know if you don't ask."

Birch/Male/8/IvyWing/Hetrosexual/Wandering/Prince Firefly, Princess Hurricane, Open
"I see," Birch said with a small shake of his head before walking off to check out some of the stalls.

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Princess Bluebell
Female | Meadowwing | Festival | Open

Bluebell continued to wander, amazed by the brilliant artwork the other dragons could make. She passed by an interesting shop with carved statues, but it was too crowded. She'd try to check it out later. The vivid colors of gemstones on jewelry shined bright, reflecting the light around her. She stumbled into someone, muttering sorry and looking down at her talons, embarrassed.

Thunderstrike
Male | Lightningwing | Strike's Booth | Open

Strike started to set up his booth, gently placing the jewelry and silk scarves around on wooden stands or large rocks. While he waited, he set about to string some of the small jewels he'd purchased. They glimmered bright green, reflecting the bright lights outside the stall. All around him, everything was so alive, dragons of all shapes and scales flitting through the crowds and chatting as if there were no such thing as different tribes. He moved on to grab a white scarf, carefully putting the string of tiny gems through the fabric to make a shining accessory that reminded him of what he'd hear of kings and queens wearing in the old legends.

[waxwing33]

Phoenix ignored the unknown, shadowy dragon and walked on... until she saw Princess Bluebell. “Hello, Bluebell! I am Hot Phoenix, but you can just call me Phoenix.” She said.

[digitalselkie]

Princess Bluebell
Female | Meadowwing | Festival | Open

Oh! Hello, Bluebell squeaked. Did you see those statues? So pretty! I bet they take forever to make! Erm, I mean, she put on her best princess-y voice, Those Cavewing carvings are quite exquisite. She laughed a little, grinning at how silly she was.

Thunderstrike
Male | Lightningwing | Strike's Booth | Open

Strike started to set up his booth, gently placing the jewelry and silk scarves around on wooden stands or large rocks. While he waited, he set about to string some of the small jewels he'd purchased. They glimmered bright green, reflecting the bright lights outside the stall. All around him, everything was so alive, dragons of all shapes and scales flitting through the crowds and chatting as if there were no such thing as different tribes. He moved on to grab a white scarf, carefully putting the string of tiny gems through the fabric to make a shining accessory that reminded him of what he'd hear of kings and queens wearing in the old legends.

[seadragonCaspian]

[Please avoid a lot of back and forth]

[seadragonCaspian]

Echo | Male | 10 | CaveWing | Homosexual, Homoromantic | Echos Booth | Feather, Ash

Echo turned his gaze to Ash when she began to speak. “O-Oh Thank you!” He smiled softly, glad that everything seemed to be looking up despite the angry MistWing that had come by earlier. “It is for sale” He informed them of the price a little bit hesitantly as he wasn’t sure if they would yell at him. They seemed nice enough so he hoped they wouldn’t. He glanced briefly to Feather then immediately looked away., embarrassed by his own thoughts. Echo mentally scolded himself. He let out a pained sound when the voices began. He raised his claws to hold his head, dropping and breaking what he was working on

Prince Firefly | Male | 9 | Demisexual, Demiromantic | Wandering | Princess Hurricane, Birch

Firefly nodded then watched Birch go before turning to continue walking. He tensed and gritted his teeth when the voices began, trying to keep himself from getting overwhelmed

Oasis | Female | 11 | Bisexual, Biromantic | Wandering | Roadrunner, Otter

”O-Oh okay! You’re right, I won’t know unless I ask!” Oasis looked towards the ShellWing then began to approach. She stiffened when she began to hear voices then crouched down in pain as a headache quickly developed

Unknown | Male + Female voices | Unknown | Unknown | ??? | All Dragons

All at once they began to speak, filling the minds of all dragons. Their words were garbled and likely meaningless but they wanted their presence to be known. No one remembered who they were and it was time to remind them.

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Princess Bluebell
Female | Meadowwing | Festival | Open

Bluebell shook as the voices filled her head. Ow! She spat as she placed her talons over her ears, wondering what was happening.

Thunderstrike
Male | Lightningwing | Strike's Booth | Open

Strike groaned and covered his ears, dropping the gem-encrusted scarf.

[waxwing33]

“Bluebell?” Whispered Phoenix. “You don’t see me?” She ignored the MeadowWing and came back to the dark unknown dragon. “Who are you?” She asked. “You are not a SunWing!”