Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[trickybiskit]

{my characters are open...}

-Lantern-
I sat by an oasis in the desert, enjoying the cool breeze blowing from the water, and the sun as a basked in it. As I rested there, I chewed on the bones of some large rodent I had caught earlier.

~Paradise~
Leaping through the tall trees of the rainforest by my tail, I paused for a moment, worried my companion had fallen off. I heard the brown iguana complain behind me, on my back, about why we had stopped. I shook my head and smirked, continuing on in my fun, swinging by my tail.

~Cobwebs~

I sped through the water of a small, empty bay, doing laps and leaving the water nothing but bubbles. I stopped after swimming for a little over five minutes or so, and gently swam over to the shore to flop on the sand and sunbathe.

~Silica~
After a visit with my father and his father in the Ice Kingdom, I started traveling back from the border towards the Sky Kingdom, or at least the border between Sand and Sky. I decided I would fly while above the Sand Kingdom.

[BudgieLover5000]

Mesquite
Sandwing - Possibility

Mesquite, unlike most Sandwings, has a large appetite to smother. A year of thievery adjusted him so that he no longer had to scrounge the normal habitat for measly pickings. Instead, he took what he wanted and if he wanted more he normally got it. This time though, he was satisfied. He burped, walking back into the Main streets of possibility and looking for something interesting to do with a cautious scan to see if there were any familiar dragons around.

[ghostmaker]

Hope groaned as she lost her friends. She narrowed her eyes as she saw the SandWing that had stabbed Snowstorm. Growling, she walked up to him and spat venom that would only hurt him, not kill him, on him. "Watch it SandWing. Touch that IceWing again, and you'll be dead before you can even try to stab me." She growled and stalked away in the direction of the clinic.

[BudgieLover5000]

Mesquite
Sandwing - Possibility

He was just about to snatch a delectable Papaya that had carelessly fallen to the ground, but he was stopped abruptly as he felt venom hit him. He looked up in bewilderment, looking for the source as he spotted the angry dragon lecturing him. He hissed at her, his beady black eyes narrowed as he shot a deliberate blast of fire towards her, with pretty good accuracy and using the same display of intimidation he had used for Snowstorm. Then, he fled, taking the Papaya as well and running off. The venom was bubbling on his scales, and a stab of pain ran through his shoulder as it came close to penetrating sensitive skin.

[ghostmaker]

Hope yelped as the flames seared her skin. She growled and flew into the air, looking for the SandWing. She smiled in mischief as she spotted him. Smirking, her scales shifted to NightWing and she landed in front of him. Making her voice deeper, she snarled. "Drop the fruit SandWing. Or else I'll make you."

[BudgieLover5000]

Mesquite
Sandwing - Possibility

He laid down in a empty alley, taking large, hurried bites out of the Papaya until he heard a thud. One couldn't describe the fear and panick he felt as he saw the Nightwing land so suddenly in front of him. He took the Papaya in his mouth, clenching his teeth down hard and hissing his infamous crocodile hiss. He flared his wings, backing up into the alley wall. He had no idea this Nightwing was in fact the same dragon that had shot him with venom a couple of minutes ago.

[ghostmaker]

Hope narrowed her eyes. "You SandWings are so dumb." She changed her scales to normal and spat a jet of venom at his barb. She camouflaged and flew away.

[BudgieLover5000]

Mesquite
Sandwing - Possibility

He felt unsure as he saw her scales shifting back to normal. He snarled, but his "frightening" snarl quickly turned into a yelp of fear and pain. He stared at his barb, trying to claw the venom off but alas he just poked himself with his own weapon. He whimpered, grabbing his unfinished papaya and slinking behind boxes of rotting fruit as he contemplated whether or not to go to the clinic.

[ghostmaker]

Hope spotted a red cross and flew to it. She landed in front of it and went inside. Snowstorm seemed to be okay. "You okay Snowstorm?" She asked worriedly, then grinned. "The dragon who attacked you certainly isn't. I bet he's gonna come in here for treatment of RainWing venom. Little does he know that only I can cancel it out unless he gets the flesh around it removed, which won't be as painful as the venom, but still painful."

[Yveltal]

Snowstorm sat up as Hope entered, clutching her face wound. She smiled. "Yeah, I'll be alright. It'll be a while until we leave, though." She tapped her tail on the stone floor. "That guy deserved it, really. I only asked him a question! And now this-" she pointed a talon at her gash, "-will probably scar."