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Name: Rhyuk
Age: 18
Gender: male
Mutation and/or abilities: wings, light weight bones, flame proof
Description of mutation: self explanatory. Flame proof_ he cannot be burned therfore he can manipulate the fire.
Personality: strong willed, quiet, temper, angered easily, doesn't like to lose, doesn't like to listen to other or leaders, bottles emotions up but when it gets to much he can have an outburst. Only certain people can get close.
Group: the flock
Leader/member?: member
Crush:keiara
Spouse:
Appearance: wings are black
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Picture/description:
Bio:
Other: moose tracks
User: polish
 
Name: Rhyuk
Age: 18
Gender: male
Mutation and/or abilities: wings, light weight bones, flame proof
Description of mutation: self explanatory. Flame proof_ he cannot be burned therfore he can manipulate the fire.
Personality: strong willed, quiet, temper, angered easily, doesn't like to lose, doesn't like to listen to other or leaders, bottles emotions up but when it gets to much he can have an outburst. Only certain people can get close.
Group: the flock
Leader/member?: member
Crush:keiara
Spouse:
Appearance: wings are black
700


Picture/description:
Bio:
Other: moose tracks
User: polish
(Manipulate fire? Can u put a bit of a restriction on how he manipulates it?)
 
As Warren drew closer to cabin, he slowed, pulling both his wings together he shot to the front of the cabin right before he slowed his drop,the top right wing was yanked frm it's counterpart. He hadn't given his rght set of wings any thought because his left had bothered him last time, he swerved voilently and crashed into a tree near where Alex was reading.
 
As Warren drew closer to cabin, he slowed, pulling both his wings together he shot to the front of the cabin right before he slowed his drop,the top right wing was yanked frm it's counterpart. He hadn't given his rght set of wings any thought because his left had bothered him last time, he swerved voilently and crashed into a tree near where Alex was reading.
Alex looked up. Seeing Ren with his head practically stuck in a tree, covered a laugh with a cough. Clearing her throat, she raised an eyebrow. "Trying a new trick?"
 
Warren looked up, embarrassed. "Not really, more of an old one." He muttered gingerly folding his wings to his back and hauling himself up so he could sit in the tree instead of just hanging there.
Alex shrugged. "They were new at some point." She answered, eyes back on her book. "Everyone has a hard time with flying, sometimes. Practice makes perfect." She said quietly, almost too quiet for him to hear.
 
Alex closed her book with a snap, and dropped to the ground in a crouch, bare feet sinking into the soft soil. She walked back to the cabin, wings folded against her back. She walked inside and set her book down, a headache forming. Rubbing her temples, she walked to the hand pump and splashed water on her face, then dried it.
 
Waaren flinched as his wing jerked suddenly and popped loudly. He couldn't feel it. Panicing slightly, he began to drop in a fast spiral using (topwing) using the bottom right wing to support it. Landing awkwardly he flinche slightly at the limpness. Rougly he reached behing him and tried to pop the dislocated bone back in to place, gritting his teeth against the pain. When it moved sucessfuly he moved it a little then took off, determined.
 
As Alex heard Ren crash again, she flinched, and made a decision. Sighing to herself, she walked outside. She spread her wings and took off, then hovered above the trees. "Looses you back muscles, relax your shoulders, and have the tip of your wins touch your extra wings, but don't put them together." Alex yelled out to Ren, arms crossed over her chest as she watched.
 
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