Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[Yveltal]

(Pathfinder is brother to Starkeeper, so he is already related to someone.
By the way sunny, are you going to roleplay Wretched at all?)

Snowstorm landed beside the SandWing, sitting down and looking worriedly down at him. "No problem. But are you alright? You took a pretty nasty blow." She walked behind him, and lightly blew some frostbreath along his spine. "Does this help at all?"

Pathfinder took a few blows to the face, snarling furiously. He lunged at Everest again, coiling his body around the SkyWing, forcing him to fall downwards. He snapped his wings open and shot off at the last minute, clutching the dragonets close to his chest.

[AGGUA!]

Damn, I forgot all about her!
Yeah, probably when they get closer to the island. She can work for the rainforest nightwings, keeping the queen captive

Pharaoh-
Pharaoh winced, holding the necklace out in front of him, which was sparkling in the rising sun. "Yeah," Pharaoh answered, feeling a lot better. His spine would be healed by the nightwing island, hopefully. Nothing too severe, nothing worth crying over. He glanced in the direction where the nightwing had gone. "Where... Where is he?"

[montmorency]

Starkeeper snuck out of under the overhang, risking a glance up at her friends, Pathfinder, and a few other dragons. She quickly backed up to continie hiding without anyone spotting her.

{Put all the prophecy dragons in jailllll}.

The NightWing’s purplish eyes flew open, and he sat up. A cold, Ice Kingdom breeze somehow made its way through the prison, but it didn’t seem to bother him. After all, thirteen years in a freezing prison could do a non-IceWing good; they could often resist the cold better.
Legendteller glanced around, spotting Borealis, one of the IceWing prison guards, standing in front of his cell and holding a long spear. Saxifrage did the same on the other side. Legendteller let out a short, soft sigh, and for once he couldn’t see his breath rise from his snout. He rustled his spotted wings, before moving to the window that showed empty whiteness and blue sky, with a few things here and there. He had barely seen anything new in thirteen years.

[~Night Whispers~]

Would a royal night wing be ok?)

[Yveltal]

(Yes, that'd be fine.)

Snowstorm looked up, searching the blue sky for any sign of black scales. She cursed under her breath. "I'm not sure. I'll go look for him; you stay here." The IceWing launched herself into the sky, eyes narrowed as the sun shone straight into her eyes.

Pathfinder risked another glance over his shoulder, relaxing slightly as he spotted no dragon following him. Still, he had to be cautious. Tucking his wings in, he dove down toward the base of the mountains, landing on a narrow outcrop. He squeezed through a small, pitch-black crack, which was harder for other, larger dragons to pass through.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh-
"Wait! I can help!" Pharaoh called; but Snowstorm was already too far away to hear him. He sighed, laying down, curling his barbed tail to one side. He was surprised that the meat wasn't completely destroyed, or even still attached to his back. But he had known what he had been doing when he tied it around his neck and shoulders. "Hurry back..." he whispered to himself.

[littlecandyraver]

Sappire felt Fangs connect with her neck. She thrashed, trying to scrabble at the dragon. She tore away from his grasp, but not before feeling something go 'Crack!' She turned, trying to fly upright.Great, i'm dead now. i'll be dead soon, anyway.She thought, one wing hanging limp has she furiously beat her other wing trying to stay upright. as a final defence: She roared. A sorrowful roar. It simply screamed:'I'm sorry i couldn't help you, my poor dragonets.' Then, she stopped flapping her wings.


Ember squeaked as the other dragons tried to fight for them.How am i so special? how? He thought, his tiny mind working to think of the reasons why they all wanted him and his brother. The fighting stopped, and he felt being squashed on the smooth,dark scales of the nightwing."Awrk?" He said, looking up at the nightwing.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh-
Pharaoh hadn't seen the nightwing, but he had heard another dragon roar, for sure. Even though it sounded nothing like Snowstorm, he scrambled to his talons and took off into the sky. He spotted Sapphire, that one dragon, plummeting towards the ground, making no move to try and save herself. Pharaoh's heart skipped a beat. Was she already dead? Nonetheless, he dove for the bigger skywing, wrapping his talons around her tail. He miscalculated her weight and, although he slowed her fall, he too was yanked downwards, trying in vain to flap his wings. "Hold... ON!" he yelled down at her, but even though Sapphire wasn't plummeting as quickly as before, it was still a fall that would break her neck.

[~Night Whispers~]

Open tomorrow I'll make my night wing)

[littlecandyraver]

Sapphire felt someone natch onto her tail. Looking up, she saw Pharoh.She smiled at him."Pharoh, you idiot.."She said, beating her functioning wing and giving him a hearty slap across the face. "After the war, you'll have a mate to go home to. And i think you know that too. You can't die. Not like me. I'm replacable. Unlike you. Good luck, Pharoh." She said, her eyes watering. She Wrenched her tail away and let herself drop down, before her head connected with the ground.