Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh- Pharaoh flicked his tail at Snowstorm. "She goes first," he insisted. "She was stabbed by a young sandwing dragonet."

[~Night Whispers~]

Everest followed closely behind pharaoh and murmurs something only he could hear "gosh and you say I'm the monster well now it seams the we are the same" he flew up a little scouting ahead

[broner]

Mosquito inspected the wound, peering close at it. "How young was the dragonet, would you say?" he asked, boring his brown eyes into the new hybrid's. He took some of a precious supply of a brightsting cactus. He didn't want to use more of it than he needed to, and if the dragonet was young enough their barb was probably still developing.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh- "4," Pharaoh said immediately, ignoring Everest completely but feeling rage bubble inside of him. "The barb was close to being fully developed, but it had yet to grow bigger venom glands." He scratched his burns, wincing as he felt his scales continue to sizzle.

[broner]

Nodding, Mosquito squeezed nearly all the arm of cactus into the wound, using a strong arm to hold down the IceWing who had been affected. "Let her be for an hour or two," he ordered, turning back around to put the cactus away. "Now, for your wounds. Fourth moons and fireballs, how'd you get those burns? Did... Did you have her blow frostbreath on them?" He swore under his breath. "Honestly, before doing anything you should ask a professional!" He examined the burns on both Pharaoh's and Rift's talons, forcing them to outstretch all four so he could inspect them. Then, he spun around, taking a jar of ointment and spreading it across the blackened parts.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh- "It was just... Just a firescales skywing," he answered quietly, wincing. "Snowstorm did breath frostbreath on them, but it seemed to help. Until the edges started turning black," he whispered, only loud enough for the mudwing to hear. If the mudwing ended up guessing about the venom in his claws... That would be disastrous. It wasn't as big of a secret as some sort of animus, but it was still something horrifying, even if the venom wasn't very strong.

[~Night Whispers~]

Everest tapped his tail in anticipation wondering if snowstorm was ok and if the others were as well he didn't understand why wen he did something to protect the others they thought it made him a monster but wen pharaoh did it it was fine all he did was tap his tail and watch from afar

[BudgieLover5000]

Mesquite
Sandwing - Possibility

Mesquite, his wing smarting after the harsh dive, had his injured wing now sprawled out to the side and the other protectively cloaking his right side. He dove into the octopus, guzzling it down with his head raised to send the slimy animal down his throat and relishing the taste of food all the while. He took another, chewing and ripping through the tough meat with his beak as he used a scaly hand to hold it down. The Seawing hadn't been kidding when he said they were good.

[Yveltal]

Snowstorm winced and gritted her teeth as she felt the juice squeezed onto the wound. Three moons, it stung. Now it just itched. She placed her talons near the long gash and opened her sky blue eyes, lifting her head slightly. Her eyes worriedly drifted to Pharaoh. "Will he be alright?" Her gaze then drifted to Everest, the SkyWing sitting further than the rest of the group. She smiled softly, signalling she was alright.

[~Night Whispers~]

Everest head went up as he saw snowstorm move he had been deep in thought but now was paying close attention he walked forward a few paces "um ... Ah are you alright?" he asked and looked at the gash were the poison had been "i wish I could have done something..."