Monsters Reborn (Mythical Creature RP--Semi~Lit--Accepting!)

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Rukanyr looks at Lady, sighing in relief "Batobot ui vis voran, shar wer throdenilti youwei shilta shinalt ios cotuir. Vur kii ornla Si rinov tawura ihk nomenes malairi? Si yenta ti, thur ornla toladaf symba tir coita bensvelkilti ihk sio ekess demak toladaf." He almost whispered, seemingly weary.

"Lowan ui vi l'gra di nomenes ihk wer plythu, vur wux jahen leirith dronilnrir coi shafaer ve. vur batobot ui voran vis, shar tangis wer throdenilti mitne could xkhat raviwra." Was all he spoke, leaning somewhat on his spear beside him. His tail moving slightly, almost in annoyance.

"Hak zyak qe coi, si tepoha lyrik youwei ekess ptaua ekess." Rukanyr sighed, walking off into the mountains "Shar, nurti origato wer whedabra overcome douta donoap." he called back at Lady, disappearing into the distance.




The small and almost frail shadow of a creature passes throughout the old ruined pathways of history's battle. Her claws tapping on the ground as she ran quickly throughout the mountains. Leaping over gaping ends that would kill any other creature, as they fall to their deaths. The Dragonne outstretches her wings , the wind grappling her body into the air with ease. Drifting throughout the sky.

She floats for awhile, her thoughts cluttering her mind with other things. The catastrophic battle that had been going on, was something for Larsueae to avoid, at any cost of life. But something had been stirring up in morning, creatures had been randomly gathering around the large shadow that had gilded in the air. Her own curiosity taking liking into this, wondering what is happening. From something seems to be going on. Snapping back to reality for a second, she shifts to the side. Glancing over what seems to be a village, an almost deserted village of the humans.

Larsueae ponders for a moment, something is happening in these lands. And from the looks of it, the place taking of this was not that far away. As she drifts down to the ground, her eyes catch the attention to bright colors, wonderfully colors that shined in the sunlight. Not that far in the mountains. She scratches the grounds surface, coming to a complete stop. But from her mind telling her other things, the Dragonne trots over to the village. Avoiding the area of where something was happening, and that solemn look was on her face.