˜~Surviving Stiff ˜~(A gryphon RP)~ (Always Accepting!)~

Anien saw black marching over his feathers. It waved as he used all his strength to fight back.
Kill them all,the stiff seemed to whisper, their not your friends. Infect them. Kill them. Bite them.
NO!Anien though as he was fighting with himself. He splayed his legs and talons and whisked his tail back and forth. And he had stopped flying. He struggled as he realized stiffs weren't attacking him. No. He couldn't become stiff. He let himself fall as he silently and firm trie to beat down the stiff. His wing was almost all black now, and is was now coming fro his shoulder and front right leg. He was too close to the ground now to stop himself. But high enough to kill him/


" If i fall down now, your coming down with me!" Anien said loudly as he awaited his death. he closed his eyes and waited...
 
Seraphina screamed and quickly swooped down and scooped him up. "You may be a stiff but you can fight it!!" She growled. No one else knew what she was saying only stiffs could communicate with each other
 
The wind caught Anien's wings and played with him. He whisked about in the air as he heard battled around him. Marina. Seraphim. Karol. He bowed his head. He was somewhere else. Not in the battle, but aware it was happening around him. He heard Marina and Seraphina. The wind got bored with him and let him fall toward his death.



Anien was walking on the clouds. He heard battle like wind carrying it to his ears, silent and whispy. He was walking toward a bright, golden light. A calm voice surrounded his like fog and said slowly,

You have freed me.
 
 

Name: Irena

Gender: female

Personality: creative, quick at making decisions, sloppy

Description: white with streaks of black that look like paint splatter

Tribe: Dense forest

Fighting against: the fallen lord

Family(Featherkin): not to be heard from

User: Chickensamazing

Other:featherkin family
 
Anien felta force try to stop him.


Seraphina?He thought distantly. He was to big for her. And the heigth he was at made the force to much for her. She would hurt herself. Anien felt himself slip away from her talons and begin his fall once again.
 
 The wind caught Anien's wings and played with him. He whisked about in the air as he heard battled around him. Marina. Seraphim. Karol. He bowed his head. He was somewhere else. Not in the battle, but aware it was happening around him. He heard Marina and Seraphina. The wind got bored with him and let him fall toward his death.



Anien was walking on the clouds. He heard battle like wind carrying it to his ears, silent and whispy. He was walking toward a bright, golden light. A calm voice surrounded his like fog and said slowly,

​You have freed me.


(Did he die? I'm confused)
 

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