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[mindless.]

Icarus summoned memory as she headed out to find the cave in the jungle of mountains. She looked around to ensure no others followed before turning toward the North.
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"Aha!" She chirped as the female spotted a amiliar sight. An intricate dream catcher. She knew the designs meant directions. "One mile west." Icarus said half to herself. "Almost there!" The white dragon called and took a quick dive, descending a while before stopping at a gap that clay dragons could fit through. "In here."

[painted.wolf]

{ Could I reserve a female Magic Wing? I'm going to make a male later on as well, I figure out what then. ^^ }

[.vagabond.]

Legend

"Oh! Hello Mercury!" She said, a bit startled. She felt a bit embarrassed, wondering if he had noticed her talking to herself. She cleared her throat and stood upright, then scowled. "I do not seem to be in a good mood, yet I have no reason not to be! After all, it's a beautiful afternoon and the air is clear of ColdHearts!" She loosened up and turned to Mercury. "Well, that's enough about that! What have you been up to?" She said as she smiled.

[draconic.]

{@~paintedrain~ Spot reserved. :3}

Mercury

"This and that." He shrugged his massive shoulders, his nostrils puffing out a trail of smoke that danced above him before vanishing a few seconds later. There wasn't much to do these days. But he was waiting for a delivery from one of his followers.

Tsume

He glanced over his shoulder before grabbing a large sack that was awaiting him inside a hollow tree and he searched its contents, giving a nod of approve before laying three silver pendants in the sacks place. He whirled back the direction he came and once he came to a clearing he opened up his wings, checking to see if anyone was around before he leaped up into the air and flew back to the moorland.

Demetrius

He dived after her, squeezing through the small gap, easily keeping up. His gaze gave a curious sweep of the place as they zipped by the scenary. It was quiet, but a pleasant quiet. "Wow, it's nice in here." He said, his voice low.

[mindless.]

"Cahadraaaas!" Her chipper voice echoed through the cavern. She beamed as she saw a few of her proudest crafting on the walls. "You will just love her." She grinned. As a towering but strangely beautiful and welcoming form approached she bounced in her spot.

Cahadras chuckled lightly and flicked her feathered tail. "Hello Icarus. Whom is this lad you brought along? Am I missing something?" The female asked, her voice sweet and flowy. A flick of her fingers lit up the torches stationed along her walls. A huge pelt lied where she would sleep and jems from Icarus glinted along with bejeweled dream catchers. Her feathery crown drifted with her head. Her head lowered to warmly smile at Demetrius and Icarus. She giggled as Icarus embraced her nose.

[.vagabond.]

Legend

"I see... well i'm just going to go the top of the mountain and keep an eye out for.... anything interesting." She nodded her head and took off.

[painted.wolf]

☁~ραιитє∂ яαιи~☁
Who am I?
Name
Broken Shatters
Nick Name
Broken or Shatter
Gender
Female
Age
About 300 years
Do you really know me?

Personality
She's hard to read, hard to understand when you know her. There is nothing more but pure brutality on the out side. For almost everyone she doesn't know or who's not her friend get side comments and sarcastic remarks, just plain rudeness over all. Although her slyness stays most of those crude emotions flood when she's alone with others she trusts. Broken is like an egg, a hard shell but once you get past that you come across her liquidly inside. Most of the time she holds herself up, not really wanting to let others inside. A combination of feeling bad for others but ready to rip them apart the next minute is what makes her so hard to read. Even if she is favorited by the coldhearts that never once ment to her that she had to follow the rules. She has a strong record of twisting things and braking rules.
Crush
She's got a small crush on Mercury but hasn't admit it to anyone.
Description
Broken has a smaller stature then most but she makes up for it in swiftness and power. Her eyes burn a bright red and her scales are as black as night but the inside of her wings are red, at rare points she does have a slight purple hued glow that encases her. { If Magic dragons aren't supposed to be black tell me and I'll change it. ;3 }
Good or Bad
Good

{ Ignore the yellow stomach. ^ o3o }

[draconic.]

{@~Paintedrain~ Accepted. And Magic Wings come in all colors, so you're fine. It's mainly the Ice-breathers and Fire-breathers that have a main color. {White and Orange/Red.} :3

Mercury

He gave a nod to Legend as she opened her wings and took off, biding her a farewell. He gazed off towards where the moorland's direction would be and sighed. Lets hope he wasn't caught. Tonight was going to be the first meeting he was going to hold for the Rebels and he was hoping that all would go well. Luckily, there hadn't been any sighting of a ColdHeart yet. There was a hidden canyon just beyond Mount Fir, a perfect place to sneak away and hold his meetings. It was at the center of all territories, so nobody would have any trouble getting there.

Demetrius

He gave a cute, but polite bow by crossing one of his wings across his chest. "They call me Demetrius, nice to meet you." His muzzle turned upwards in amusement as Icarus hugged her large nose. "And I'm assuming you're Cahadras."

[painted.wolf]

{ Alright, thank you! <3 Is there much going on right now? ^^ }

Broken Shatters
Broken laid at a cliff face, her spiked tail was dangling off the edge slightly as it had been curled around her. But she wasn't there for naping or happily looking over the cliff. No. Her talons curled against a scratched rock, a deep expression of thought and anger washed over her face. With a ruff growl she stood, swatting the rock from the edge and listened to it tumble down the cliff face. 'They treat them,us, like idiots. Some stupid scaled, wadded up trash. Telling us what to do. Like we aren't even they're own kind.' she muttered sharply and paced back in forth. Broken's wings now flared upward, threateningly at no one but her own anger. "Invisanious..."She whispered, casting a spell over herself. Her figure faded quickly into the shadows that surrounded her and with that the female was up and off in the air, wings beating nearly silently.

[duskze]

Lumina

She tilted her head curiously and flew in a little closer to watch the black and white dragon. I wonder if he works for the rebels.. She suddenly worried. What if he was really one of the Coldhearts spies? Or what if he was being spied on by more than just her? If someone noticed her she could be in big trouble. She took in a great, gasping breath then released it in a rush. Her eyes glowed a bright green as she created several clouds, ones that would hide her nicely. She then drifted above them and peeked over the edge, just in time to see the dragon leaving the forest. Fewf..



Poisoness

Her claws tapped impatiently on the cold floor then she rose to her feet. I have waited long enough. I will meet Tyre.. But perhaps after some breakfast.. She went to a shelf on the wall where she kept her charms and bracelets. She chose a gold plated necklace, two small silver rings, and a charm shaped like a bear. These particularly would give strength to her protective spells, which she may need if this outing irritated Tyre. She put them on then stalked out of her cave and sniffed the cool air.