~>Fury of the Wind<~ (A Bird RP)

[Amer]

Rikka dropped back to fly alongside him. “I’m going to follow them at a distance.” She cooed, “I need to know what their plan is. Watch the gang for me, will you?” With that, she split off from him, flying away from Rocket and Nanako, intending to loop back around once she got enough distance.

Rocket did, but she couldn’t stop herself from slowing down. Each flap made her wing feel more achingly numb.

The pigeon flew back to the flock, telling them of the strangers.

 

[Anime2lover]

Rikka dropped back to fly alongside him. “I’m going to follow them at a distance.” She cooed, “I need to know what their plan is. Watch the gang for me, will you?” With that, she split off from him, flying away from Rocket and Nanako, intending to loop back around once she got enough distance.

Rocket did, but she couldn’t stop herself from slowing down. Each flap made her wing feel more achingly numb.

*nanako looked behind her.*

Nanako: we should land and let your wing rest. *she suggested to her friend.*

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

General One-Toe perched rather dramatically on the roof of a large building. She allowed herself a smile of satisfaction.

The seagulls, ravens, and crows were staying far away from the city, her military diligently keeping them out. More squeakers were surviving to adulthood than ever before. Her loyal lieutenants took care of any rebels before they could even call themselves rebels. Like that gull and his misfit comrades.

One-Toe stretched a wing over her leg. She remembered with a slight frown how Shard had lost the use of one of her wings from a fight with one of those rebels. It’s a shame. She can only fly short distances now. Though, of course, there would always be sacrifices. For the good of the pigeon military, one had to put the cause above themselves.

One-Toe’s thoughts went to future events. One such event was in the very near future. It was about time she announced it.

The annual meet.

Every year, One-Toe called all the lieutenants and gang leaders together for a council meeting of sorts, where they discussed everything that needed to be discussed. It was also a sharing of news, an important event when the territory of the pigeon military was ever-expanding.

One-Toe waited as long as possible to tell the attendees the day of the meet for security reasons- though she didn’t doubt her troops were loyal, the gang leaders did have their own agendas. So she was careful. However, One-Toe, like all good leaders, had her closest advisors. These select few birds helped her make decisions, so of course she would discuss the date of the meet with them.

A flutter of wings. One-Toe turned around. The exact bird I need. She nodded to the pigeon, who was an unassuming gray with a splash of white upon her wings. One-Toe opened her beak to give an order to one of her closest advisors.

“Lieutenant, please ready the messengers. It’s time we inform the troops of the annual meet.”

The white-flighted pigeon smiled and dipped her head.

“As you wish, General.”

The messenger pigeons flew out to deliver the news to the various gang leaders and lieutenants. Most of the lieutenants roosted close to One-Toe’s roost, so those were easy trips. However, finding all the gang leaders would prove to be a bit more difficult. Eventually the messengers were able to get to each pigeon they were assigned to.

A pigeon with the blue bar coloration landed in Cement’s gang’s nesting spot. He looked around. Cement and her mate, Russet, were nowhere to be seen.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

*nanako looked behind her.*

Nanako: we should land and let your wing rest. *she suggested to her friend.*

Rocket nodded, and sailed down to perch on a traffic sign. She sat there, wings drooping. After a few moments, she looked at Nanako. “The coup.. what do you think they meant by that?”

 

[Anime2lover]

Rocket nodded, and sailed down to perch on a traffic sign. She sat there, wings drooping. After a few moments, she looked at Nanako. “The coup.. what do you think they meant by that?”

*nanako landed next to her.*

Nanako: I don't know, maybe their planning to attack someone??

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

*nanako landed next to her.*

Nanako: I don't know, maybe their planning to attack someone??

“A coup is like.. a betrayal.” Rocket said. She obviously only had a vague idea about the definition of a coup. “So what are they betraying?” She continued, almost to herself.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

The pigeon flew back to the flock, telling them of the strangers.

Speedy walked up to him. “A red pigeon with an injured wing and a gray one with a leg band?” He asked in confirmation. I know those birds..

 

[Amer]

“We have to go.” Cement cooed. She really didn’t see the hilarity of the word.
She turned and headed towards the shore, worried that they had lost too much time already. The gulls might send more birds after them at any moment.

(I missed all the important posts... that annual meet one is epic.)
“Exactly!” said Russet.
“Of course!” said Riski. He followed the pair. Say anything about their endurance, albatrosses aren’t quite built for speed like pigeons are. So quite unsurprisingly, Riski was a bit behind when they reentered Cement’s territory.
Russet relished the fact that he had something on the huge gull, even if he would be totally beaten in a fight.
He scanned the camp. His usual gang members were there, but their worry was unusual. They were gathered around a white splashed pigeon.
Toren, the male messenger pigeon, was conversing with Speedy. “Yep! Those are the birds,” he said. (Russet could not hear this, of course.)
A pigeon called from the top of a nearby building. “Hey Rus!” Poriton, the diligent watchman. (Literally portion reconfigured. I’m sorry, I forgot all the names these birds have, so they’re new all the time?)
“Almost got past you, bird, what is with you today? Do we need to hire a new watchman?”
“We’re a little distracted today.” Poriton waved his wings towards the hidden locations of the other watchmen then looked past Russet and right at Cement. “Cement, an adviser from One-Toe has come.” (I have to go to bed so I won’t reply tonight)

 

[Anime2lover]

“A coup is like.. a betrayal.” Rocket said. She obviously only had a vague idea about the definition of a coup. “So what are they betraying?” She continued, almost to herself.

Nannako: possibly another gang??

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(I missed all the important posts... that annual meet one is epic.)
“Exactly!” said Russet.
“Of course!” said Riski. He followed the pair. Say anything about their endurance, albatrosses aren’t quite built for speed like pigeons are. So quite unsurprisingly, Riski was a bit behind when they reentered Cement’s territory.
Russet relished the fact that he had something on the huge gull, even if he would be totally beaten in a fight.
He scanned the camp. His usual gang members were there, but their worry was unusual. They were gathered around a white splashed pigeon.
Toren, the male messenger pigeon, was conversing with Speedy. “Yep! Those are the birds,” he said. (Russet could not hear this, of course.)
A pigeon called from the top of a nearby building. “Hey Rus!” Poriton, the diligent watchman. (Literally portion reconfigured. I’m sorry, I forgot all the names these birds have, so they’re new all the time?)
“Almost got past you, bird, what is with you today? Do we need to hire a new watchman?”
“We’re a little distracted today.” Poriton waved his wings towards the hidden locations of the other watchmen then looked past Russet and right at Cement. “Cement, an adviser from One-Toe has come.” (I have to go to bed so I won’t reply tonight)

(Thanks! I thought there had to be some reason why all the gang leaders, lieutenants, and One-Toe would all gather together. )
Speedy shook his head in confusion. “Strange that they got so spooked. They seemed like decent-” he paused, seeing Cement, Russet, and what looked like a large seagull approaching the nesting grounds.

Cement landed and stepped towards the messenger. The pigeon quickly marched over to her.
“Gang Leader Cement,” he started off, his words sounding like part of a well-used script, “our almighty General One-Toe requests that you join her for the annual meet tomorrow. The meet will start when the sun is at its highest point in the sky.” He bobbed his head and waited for a question or a dismissal.

Cement nodded an absent dismissal to the messenger. He sped off.
The meet.. I see now why Suliver chose that day. She thought. But how did he know?

(I put all the named npcs on the character page if that helps.)