Cursed Waters- A Dragon RP

Onyx clenched her jaw and kept silent. The spines down her back lifting in anger. She was the one who had come up with the virus! She was the one who got him the breathing capsules! She actually completed his orders- even though some dragons had failed! She wasn’t priding herself! In a rage, she whisked out of the throne room, scratching the floor rocks in anger.
Later in the air, she toted a huge barrel through the sky after Apollyon. She made sure to keep out of his eyesight the whole flight. Still, she was glaring daggers at his back the whole trip. She did not deserve to be treated like that- she didn’t care if she was favored or not.
(Thought Flint created it)
 
Storm: they have their orders. Should something happen to me and they are attacked. *she had ordered them to go into hiding until they had gathered enough allies to fight back. To use the cavern where the presence stones are as their base, for they could not easily be spied upon there.*

*ace cocked his head as he listened to them. He had pried the clam open already and offered it to basalt.*
“No thanks, Ace. You eat it.” Basalt told the little wyrm. “Who is he?” The Monarche asked Storm. “What is his name?”
*azira flew behind him as she carried the large barrel along with her.*
 
“No thanks, Ace. You eat it.” Basalt told the little wyrm. “Who is he?” The Monarche asked Storm. “What is his name?”
Apollyon and the four dragons landed on the beach near them. "Ah, Basalt. I thought you might have to be pulled kicking and screaming out of your little hole, but no, here you are. This is good." He nodded to Storm, but it was evident that he was being very coldly polite.
 
Apollyon and the four dragons landed on the beach near them. "Ah, Basalt. I thought you might have to be pulled kicking and screaming out of your little hole, but no, here you are. This is good." He nodded to Storm, but it was evident that he was being very coldly polite.
"Where is Vixen?" He rumbled.
 
Apollyon and the four dragons landed on the beach near them. "Ah, Basalt. I thought you might have to be pulled kicking and screaming out of your little hole, but no, here you are. This is good." He nodded to Storm, but it was evident that he was being very coldly polite.
Storm: i don't know. *she looked at appyllon.* who exactly are you? *she asked in an equally cold and untrusting tone.*

*azira landed quietly behind him. She gave the leaders a quick glance.*

*ace jumped and hid behind basalt.*
 

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