Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[Yveltal]

(You guys didn't miss too much. They're heading to the clinic now, but Snowstorm met Mesquite and asked him where the clinic was.)

Snowstorm yelped as the barb stuck her cheek, leaving a long gash. She staggered a bit, beginning to feel woozy. "What was that for?" she said dizzily.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh- "HEY!!!" Pharaoh roared up at the sandwing, his nervous attitude shattering. "COWARD!!! SET TOOTH OR CLAW ON HER AGAIN AND I'LL SKIN YOU ALIVE USING MY BARB AND THROW YOU IN AN ACID LAKE!!!" Pharaoh clamped his muzzle shut quickly, grabbing Snowstorm's talons and hurrying down the street, not wanting the sandwing to spot him. He was surprised at his words, but he wasn't about to take them back, and he wasn't about to die. "I think I saw the clinic on the way in... I think!" he whispered, ducking behind a burly seawing and weaving through the swarm of dragons.

[broner]

Rift was very taken aback by Pharaoh's words. He hurried after them, glaring at the SandWing along the way and making sure to kick sand in his face. "Wow, Pharaoh, I didn't know you had that in you."

[Yveltal]

Snowstorm felt like the world was spinning right in front of her eyes. SandWing venom certainly could pack a punch. Hopefully they would reach the clinic and soon. Snowstorm began to feel sick as they raced across the streets.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh- "I don't," Pharaoh said meekly, dreading the thought of the sandwing finding them. The sandwing didn't appear to be THAT strong of a fighter, and as long as Pharaoh could get in a stab with his tail...
What was he thinking?!? He was a thinker, not a fighter! He hurried along the streets, passing by more dragons. He would ask for directions, but he didn't want to stop moving.

[Yveltal]

"We almost there yet?" Snowstorm said woozily, the gash beginning to crust up.

[BudgieLover5000]

Mesquite
Sandwing - Possibility

He beat his right wing hard to keep him aflight, just barely hearing Pharaoh's words of vengeance. He pinned his small ears, wind whooshing past him as he thought about the threat. Of course he took it seriously. He wasn't that powerful, and by the sound of it, he was older than him. It was like Lady Luck always had it out for him. He tried to scrape the sand from his face, forgetting about staying in the air. Then, without his right wing working hard to keep him aloft, he plummeted to the ground. Thankfully he landed in a puddle. He crawled out of the murky water, his wings dragging next to him as he dropped his catch. Dirty, ripped up, and probably no longer as yummy, but still food.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh- Pharaoh scanned the buildings along the edges of the streets, spotting a red cross through the horns of a nightwing. "Here!" Pharaoh cried, pushing past more dragons and barging into the clinic. A mudwing looked up, surprised. "We need help," Pharaoh said briskly.

(Anyone wanna play as her/him? I would, but I don't feel like it)

[broner]

Sure, I will

[broner]

Mosquito was surprised at the sudden entrance, but set a calm face. "I'll inspect the wounded areas and do the best I can," he reassured them.