Consenia~A Magical Creature RP!

Pompona gulped. She could feel Vena lowering into a subbmissive posture beside her. "I've seen a gryphon but--" she cut herself off, about to comment about the striking mix of brown-red and black.
 
Mel twirled a dagger in her hand, staring down into a firey pit that was burning dead wood. The light smell of smoke filled the air, and as it rose it created a grey fog around the mountain, only visible from a distance.

Kismet shook her head when she saw it, "why do they insist so much on destroying peace?"
 
Last edited:
"Mmhmm..." He said, taking a few steps towards them to close the distance between them. This would too easy, is only he wasn't so close to the heart of Consenia. Did that really matter though? Who cares if they catch you? A little voice said in his head, and he chuckled out loud. He bent down and sniffed both Pompona and Vena, his cruel, hooked beak brushing briefly against the top of their heads. "What are your names?" He questioned.
 
Pompona yelped, backing up against the apple tree hoping it would give her some courage. "P-P-Pompona." she said, "And s-she's V-Vena."
 
Reynardia, who had already left the council along with Incendia, was stalking through the woods looking for the other were-creatures. "Let's see whose betrayed us." she muttered.
 
"Pompona, Vena..." He repeated their names softly, the sound coming through his beak in a hissing sound. "What can you tell me about Mel? And the attack?" He realized that they probably knew nothing, but it was worth asking.
 
Reynardia, who had already left the council along with Incendia, was stalking through the woods looking for the other were-creatures. "Let's see whose betrayed us." she muttered.

Gabby decided to follow her. "I think they're over there." She pointed with a talon towards the mountain with the grey fog around it from the smoke.
 
Pompona stuttered, "I don't...I don't...my brother..." when she realized what she'd said she wanted to bang her head on the tree.
 
Reynardia turned, her eyes temporarily flashing. "Mel," she mumered nervously, "They're--they're in the Ballenmere mountains!"
 
Pompona stuttered, "I don't...I don't...my brother..." when she realized what she'd said she wanted to bang her head on the tree.
"You have a brother..." His eyes flashed to her, a small smirk developing across his beak as he caught her expression. "Whats his name?"
 

New posts New threads Active threads

Back
Top Bottom