by Sectumsempra » Thu Apr 14, 2016 1:34 pm
{Aaaah, I'm so sorry I haven't posted all day. I fell asleep last night, had school today, and fell asleep as soon as I got home}
Andesite flew quietly around the Sky Kingdom mostly just because she was bored. She had nothing better to do until there was some action inside of the Kingdom, so she just decided to practice on her stealth flying. Her talons were clenched, hiding her claws so the golden covers didn't reflect as much in the sun. With her tail flying flying behind her, she began to fly up into the clouds. She stopped, flying in place for a moment once she reached her desired height, and just looked out towards her Kingdom. She sighed a little, wishing she was of royal lineage so she could one day be leader of this land. Closing her eyes, she tucked her wings into her sides and began a fast nosedive towards the ground. About three feet from the ground, her wings flew open, saving her from the ground. She then landed softly on her feet and glanced around, trying to decide what to do next.
Utopia flew almost carelessly through the mountain range, approaching Jade Mountain. She was never really careful around these parts as it was far enough away from the Sky Kingdom and close enough to the rainforest, so she didn't have to worry about many SkyWings and she had a quick escape route. She flapped her wings rhythmically with her legs folded as close to her body as she could get them to appear smaller than she was. She glanced from side to side every now and then, but stopped when she thought she saw a dragon close to Jade Mountain. Immediately stopping, she froze in the air, narrowing her eyes in an attempt to see if it was just her eyes playing tricks on her. She flexed her talons and prepared her venomous fangs for battle if it was needed.
Angler glanced around nervously, closing his injured eye. It would prove no help in the dark environment of the deep ocean as the night vision had pretty much been disabled, and he didn't want to show any other dragons where he was by using his light-up scales. If he was honest, he didn't know what he was doing this far away from anyone. Sometimes he would just come out here to just relax, allowing his tired muscles to rest as he floated along with the currents. It was hard work as both an assassin and spy of the Talons, but it was well worth it. He just wanted this war to be over and the NightWings to be taken down. "One day." He sighed quietly, almost as if anyone would hear him out here. Not like anyone could hear him even if he was near civilization, being underwater.
{Sorry for the long first posts D: I'm in a writing mood. Please tell me if they conflict with the story in any way and I'll fix them. Thanks! ^-^}