Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[broner]

"Shh, you talk too much," Rift repeated, swishing his tail underwater and sending a stream of bubbled after it. "You do know that, right? If you're going to do calculations, do them in your head. We don't need to hear them." He dove back down, flashing his scales again for Water is my domain, SandWing. Desert is yours. This is my sanctuary.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh- "Those weren't calculations," he retorted smartly, but sighed, giving up. He carefully watched the sky outside the entrance, like some sort of guard, but really, he was waiting for Snowstorm to get back. What's taking so long? he thought worriedly, fiddling with his skyfire necklace around his neck that she had given him.

[broner]

Dawn was rising and Flicker was still waiting for the next guard to dismiss her. What on earth is taking so long? She thought irately, twitching her deadly tail. The guard next to her had been swapped; why wasn't she?

[AGGUA!]

Should we bring in Reaper and Sleet?

[broner]

((Yeah. Probably. I just ate lemon pancakes for my birthday and they were awesome. c:))


((Also, why do I feel like the prophecy SeaWing part was like, MADE for Rift? What I put has always been his backstory...))

[AGGUA!]

Yeah, I actually hadn't read the prophecy until AFTER I made more form, and I put extra poison in there for the heck of it! But no, that was to be expected!

You want me to post on Reaper first?

[broner]

Yeah, sure

[AGGUA!]

Reaper- Reaper shoved a nightwing into stand selling starfish, sending them sprawling onto the busy sidewalk. "WATCH IT!!!" he roared, the nightwing knocking into a very angry seawing vender. Reaper's whipthin tail lashed out at the nightwing, slicing neatly into his snout, then he continued on his way. "Hurry up, Sleet!"

[broner]

Sleet was used to Reaper's violence and fully supported it. "Coming, coming, Reaper," he said, hurrying up. He took his pouch of riches and fell into step beside Reaper. "So, I feel like those dragons won't be bothering us anytime soon," Sleet snickered. A NightWing snarled at him and he used his own thin, spiky tail to whip him out of the way.

[AGGUA!]

Reaper- "They'd better not," he snarled, shoving more dragons out of the way. Protests and whispers surrounded the two hybrids, but Reaper carried on like nothing had happened, and soon dragons started to move out of his way rather than let him come to them. Reaper stopped, flicking his ears. Two sandwings were standing behind a stand, talking to each other.
"Yeah, I reckon it won't be much longer. Them nightwings'll-"
"Naw, you fergettin about the dragonets?"
"I reckon we're doomed anyway. Haven't heard much from them. Sure, dragonets have saved the world before, but the nightwings are so widespread as of late."
"Seems like all anyone ever talks about these days are the dragonets, Sleet," Reaper said, passing the two sandwings.