Consenia~A Magical Creature RP!

[Malibu99]

When are we starting? :3 I'm really excited.

 

[iluvorpingtons]

Okay, I'll start off. The council will be meeting in a clearing now...

Reynardia streaked through the forest, her leags pumping. Her bow was slung across her shoulder, and a dagger clutched in her hand. Normally she wouldn't run with a knife, but she had to get to the meeting fast. Her outline blurred until she was a russet fox, bounding through the forest.

 

[OwlLover]

Kismet and Gabby were waiting, speaking in low murmurs to one another.

 

[Malibu99]

Crystal lowered her head down to get a drink. She drank a little, then looked up at the sky. she trotted forward and took off into the Beautiful, blue sky. She looked down at the beautiful place she lived in, then gracefully landed in a field and began to graze.

 

[iluvorpingtons]

Reynardia stumbled in. Her black paws spreading out as she tryed to so down. She got up and flicked some dust off her tail. "Did I make it?" She asked.

 

[iluvorpingtons]

Incendia perched on a tree beside the other members of the council. "Late again?" she mused, smiling.

 

[OwlLover]

Kismet chuckled, "yes, you did." Shadow was perched on her neck.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Maddox trotted briskly through the outskirts of Consenia, his eyes passing over each tree, bush and creature. His wings were folded tightly against his sides and from a distance he looked like an ordinary panther with streaks of red and brown around his neck. However, close up it was fairly obvious what he was due to his front talons and hooked beak. He was more bird then mammel.

 

[iluvorpingtons]

Reynardia almost blushed, but being a fox, she couldn't. Then she promply straighted up, "So," she asked, "What have I missed?"

 

[OwlLover]

Far away, in the peaks of the Ballenmere mountains, was Mel. She was in her were-raccoon morph, watching as a young gryphon came bounding up to her for an order.

"Master Mel," the gryphon kneeled to her, bowing.

"You're late, Jet." Mel said to her, a hint of a growl in her voice.

"I'm so sorry, Master Mel," the gryphon whimpered, not daring to lift her head.

"I'll let this one slide. This one time." Mel said to her coldly.