Cursed Waters- A Dragon RP

Westar spotted the Volcano Chieftan and flew up to him, looking around the battlegrounds with a concerned face. “Blaze, what are we going to to about the clones?”
Flint, overhearing, sighed heavily. "I think I'll need to take that one." He said, walking over to Apollyon's body and picking up his spear, the sign of authority over the inner ring and the clone army.
 
"Thank you, Monarche Kallitrax." Moss said, taking a knee, indicating the others around him to do the same.

*ace looked between his brother and kalitrax before bowing down as well.*

*accel had just came back, he had gotten quite far during the fight.*
Kallitrax looked up from Basalts body and toward his friends and subjects. His face held a mix of emotions, sadness at the loss of his leader, thankfulness for the end of the war and confusion. He wouldn’t let them see he was afraid though, never that. A good leader held the hopes and dreams of their people. “Rise.” He said softly.
Kallitrax looked to flint, “how exactly are we going to get rid of all those clones?”
 
Kallitrax looked up from Basalts body and toward his friends and subjects. His face held a mix of emotions, sadness at the loss of his leader, thankfulness for the end of the war and confusion. He wouldn’t let them see he was afraid though, never that. A good leader held the hopes and dreams of their people. “Rise.” He said softly.
Kallitrax looked to flint, “how exactly are we going to get rid of all those clones?”
Moss rose to his feet, as did the others.

Flint smiled slightly as he turned the spear in his talons. "I am their supreme commander now." He said thoughtfully, but not in a sinister, power-hungry way.
"I think I know what I need to do."
The black Enferna turned towards the edge of the cliff and looked down to the clone troops surrounded on the battlefield.
 
Flint, overhearing, sighed heavily. "I think I'll need to take that one." He said, walking over to Apollyon's body and picking up his spear, the sign of authority over the inner ring and the clone army.
Kallitrax looked up from Basalts body and toward his friends and subjects. His face held a mix of emotions, sadness at the loss of his leader, thankfulness for the end of the war and confusion. He wouldn’t let them see he was afraid though, never that. A good leader held the hopes and dreams of their people. “Rise.” He said softly.
Kallitrax looked to flint, “how exactly are we going to get rid of all those clones?”
Blaze: I can't imagine they would be welcome many places. And certainly, they would not be able to live at the volcano. They can go where ever they want in my opinion as long as they don't cause trouble.
 
Moss rose to his feet, as did the others.

Flint smiled slightly as he turned the spear in his talons. "I am their supreme commander now." He said thoughtfully, but not in a sinister, power-hungry way.
"I think I know what I need to do."
The black Enferna turned towards the edge of the cliff and looked down to the clone troops surrounded on the battlefield.

Blaze: I can't imagine they would be welcome many places. And certainly, they would not be able to live at the volcano. They can go where ever they want in my opinion as long as they don't cause trouble.
“Are they sentient?” Kallitrax asked
 
"Yes." Flint replied. "Quite so."

He turned to look behind him. "Onyx, Tank, Azira?" He called expectantly, indicating them to accompany him.
*azira looked toward him as he spoke their names.*

Azira: where you plan on heading Flint? *she asked in return.*

Blaze: didn't think they did for sure. *he admitted In responce to flint.*
 

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