Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[broner]

(So, um. Where are they?)

[montmorency]

(So, um. Where are they?)

{Going to the Possibility clinic}.
{And on the topic of weather…}.

[broner]

((I forgot what Sleet's doing... So...))

Sleet glanced around and saw a group of dragonets traveling together, seemingly injured, one from each tribe. He nudged Reaper. "Hey, what on earth could those guys be doing?" he muttered, gesturing at the ragtag cluster.

Flicker looked around at where Sleet had pointed. It was true, an odd assortment they were. She decided to get to her talons and make her way over to them, carefully hiding her barb under the sand. "Hey, where are you going? You're a strange group."

[Yveltal]

(Hey, Lucky! Hope you had fun on your trip.
Speaking of trips, I'll be on and off as I'm on one myself. At least it's warmer than in my state, but 70 degrees is still a bit too warm for me..)

[AGGUA!]

Icky, 70 degrees is a bit too cold for me!

[broner]

^^

[Yveltal]

(At least I got to swim. Who knows how long it's been since I've been in a pool.
Heh, complete opposites. 70 degrees is too warm in my opinion. xD)

[broner]

((I'd rather it be 95 degrees every day than 60.))

[broner]

Bumpo~

[trickybiskit]

{where can I jump in?}