Cursed Waters- A Dragon RP

Moss listened to his father's final words and nodded, tearing up again.

When Basalt's head fell back down to the ground, he knew. He didn't have to check his pulse or his breathing or anything else.
The Solosis monarche was gone.

Unable to hold it back any longer, Moss broke down into quiet sobs as Ocavo came over and protectively, soothingly put one of his large wings around the young dragon, hugging him close.
Vixen winced, closing her eyes against the death. To her, basalt seemed like an immortal role model who was strong, just, and brave. But now... he was gone. Vixen just drooped. Was it something in the way she had left Enfernae vulnerable that allowed Appolyon an opening to strike?
 
Sterling watched from a short distance, her eyes stinging. The tears fell from her eyes slowly as she watched her monarche’s head drop. She couldn’t believe it. Basalt had been her closest friend, even if she didn’t act like it. She fell down to the ground while she sobbed silently.
*Cries* *cries a very lot* *sterling is my favourite*
 
Rowan was feeling better as he slowly walked to where the others were. He had seen everything from afar. When he got there, he spotted Vixen and ran over to her.
Vixen heard someone land on the mountain next to her and turned.
"Rowan!" She whisper-shouted, momentarily distracted as she hurried into his multiple arms. "Rowan, I'm so glad you're okay." "Monarche Basalt-is- he's... he's dead." Vixen whispered sadly.
 
Tank, having finally made it up to where the others were, spotted the huddle of dragons all around monarche Basalt.
Then he saw Apollyon.
Making eye contact with Flint, he walked over to him. "It is done?" He asked, expressionlessly.
"Yes." The black dragon replied. "But at a heavy loss."

"Monarche Basalt?"

...
"Yes."

"I am sorry." The Solosis said, hanging his head slightly and removing his helmet in a gesture of respect.

And Flint could tell, for once in his life, that he actually meant it.
 
Moss pulled Ace in close, hugging his adopted brother as he cried.

Vixen heard someone land on the mountain next to her and turned.
"Rowan!" She whisper-shouted, momentarily distracted as she hurried into his multiple arms. "Rowan, I'm so glad you're okay." "Monarche Basalt-is- he's... he's dead." Vixen whispered sadly.
*starshine had let them mourne for a while before sewing the wounds closed at least so that they won't attract the centipedes.*

*ace held his breath as he was squeezed.*

Ace: is dad OK? *he didn't get the chance to see what happened when he was suddenly grabbed.*

*azira looked toward flint.*

Azira: you have any plans now? *she honestly had no idea what she should do.*

*mao approached Vixen and rowan.*

Mao: are you guys alright?
 

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