Nutmegs patter of her hooves clicked down the street. A red and white blanket wrapped around her horse half as she carried a steaming tin. Her straddle bags firmly in place as she trotted
Gage almost sat up, pulling on the feathers he sat on before stopping himself. He rolled over. The centaur clattered into the train station, and he raised a wing. "Hey, Nutmeg! Over here!"
Crow landed on the streetlamp above Gage, looking down at him. He cawed to get his attention. Then, he flapped his wings and landed on the ground, staring up at Nutmeg. "CAW," he squawked.
Crow landed on the streetlamp above Gage, looking down at him. He cawed to get his attention. Then, he flapped his wings and landed on the ground, staring up at Nutmeg. "CAW" he squawked.
Gage grinned and leapt off the traincar, trying to to land too close to Nutmeg in case she spooked. "Well, CAW yourself." He said, lighting down next to the crow.
Misty walks down the street to the train station she looks down at her long sword in its sheath"I hope I get to kill something this time around" she mutters.
Gage grinned and leapt off the traincar, trying to to land too close to Nutmeg in case she spooked. "Well, CAW yourself." He said, lighting down next to the crow.
Crow flapped his wings and took off, trying to spot anyone else who hadn't shown up yet. That looks like a nice trashcan down there... he shook his feathered head. Stop it, Crow! You're now a crow. Well, I guess you are a Crow, but...
(Sooo I'm not sure if i want to use this chary but this is one of my first ocs i've ever made and one of my favs)
Name: Farren (Was given the nick name "Fallen Angel")
Age: 19-ish
Height: 4'11 (Going off my real height... I KNOW. I'm slightly below average for my age..slightly)
Physical Identification:
Skill(s): (Used to be able to fly.. not so much now) Is able to control shadows
Drawbacks because of skill(s): Due to a tragic event Farren's ability to fly was taken away but replaced with a much darker power allowing her to control all shadows around her but she isn't able to walk about in sunlight without getting burned.
Likes: Very anti-social so likes her alone time, Loves to paint, Loves listening to music, Love to play the violin, Likes to throw in a few jokes every now-and-then, LOVES milk..
Dislikes: Crows.. (Because of her 'Tragic event') The sound of screams, Water, and ah, well.. yeah no i think that's it. Edit: (Real life prob) HATES IT when people rest their arms on her head..
Quirks: Call her short you're dead just like that.
Aero beat his bat wings as he hovered in the air. The night sky was dark and still- quite peaceful. Distant city lights shimmered, and just ahead sat the train station. Right after leaving Starbucks he wrote on his hand about the meeting at the train station so he wouldn't forget. And hey, he might actually be on time! He nosedived through the air, spiralling, and quickly landed on top of the train next to Gage. "Hey."