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

[Anime2lover]

(Let’s write it out)

Rocket stared quizzically at Nanako. After a second of no response, Rocket decided that she would have to figure this out herself. She was not a very patient bird.

“Is that a hawk?” Rocket yelled, pointing at a random place in the sky. The nearest pigeons looked up, and a few others darted to safety under the bridge.

“C’mon!” Rocket flew in the opposite direction that she had been pointing.

“Hey!” A pigeon jumped off her egg to glare after them. “Where are you going!”

(She did respond XD, she suggested to use the obstacles around them)

*nanako cooed before flying up after her.*

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(She did respond XD, she suggested to use the obstacles around them)

*nanako cooed before flying up after her.*

(Oh, I didn’t know you were roleplaying, I thought you just said that)

Rocket glanced at Nanako, but she didn’t seem to have a plan on how to get away from the pigeon either.

The pigeon, who was named Pearl, gave chase after one last concerned look at her egg.
@Amer wanna play Pearl?

 

[Amer]

(Oh, I didn’t know you were roleplaying, I thought you just said that)

Rocket glanced at Nanako, but she didn’t seem to have a plan on how to get away from the pigeon either.

The pigeon, who was named Pearl, gave chase after one last concerned look at her egg.
@Amer wanna play Pearl?

(Sure.) “How dare you ignore Cement’s orders!” Pearl shouted. “And not take me with you!”

 

[Anime2lover]

(Sure.) “How dare you ignore Cement’s orders!” Pearl shouted. “And not take me with you!”

Nanako: is she your friend? *she asked as she flew after her.*

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(Sure.) “How dare you ignore Cement’s orders!” Pearl shouted. “And not take me with you!”

Nanako: is she your friend? *she asked as she flew after her.*

“Definitely not!” Rocket shouted, trying to pump her wings faster and pick up speed. Her injured wing still ached, though, and she couldn’t go any faster.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Meanwhile, around the meet, the number of guards was steadily decreasing.

I hope this is enough, the white-flighted lieutenant thought as she stepped away from another slain guard. She looked at the sky. A cloud was passing overhead, and she could’ve sworn that she had seen a black shape dart into its cover. She watched, barely daring to breath, as that same shape suddenly dove through the cloud, getting closer and closer to the roof with alarming speed. Yes. Yes!

Then, the lieutenant seemed to remember something, and flew off quickly, abandoning the sight of their plan finally come to fruition.

 

[Amer]

Meanwhile, around the meet, the number of guards was steadily decreasing.

I hope this is enough, the white-flighted lieutenant thought as she stepped away from another slain guard. She looked at the sky. A cloud was passing overhead, and she could’ve sworn that she had seen a black shape dart into its cover. She watched, barely daring to breath, as that same shape suddenly dove through the cloud, getting closer and closer to the roof with alarming speed. Yes. Yes!

Then, the lieutenant seemed to remember something, and flew off quickly, abandoning the sight of their plan finally come to fruition.

(I am going to make or break this.)
Russet had been anxiously waiting beside Cement, looking at Cement, at the crowd, at General One Toe, at the sky, at Cement.
Now he glanced at the sky again. Soon, he’d be flying off, fast as he could. To reinforcements. To Cement again. Wait.
In that split-second glance at the sky, his sharp orange eyes had caught a shadow. A predatory shadow.
His eyes narrowed as he gave the sky a good stare.
Sure enough, a hawk was swooping down at breakneck speed.
“Cement!” he squeaked, loud enough for all the heads at the meet to turn to him. He lowered his voice to an urgent whisper, though the closest birds could probably hear him. “Hawk.” He shoved his beak beneath her chin and tilted it up in the direction of the hawk and cooed through a half-closed beak. “Raight thairr.”
He flapped into the air, hovering for precious wingbeats. “WhadoIdo?” His instinct told him to protect the general, from this unexpected assassin, after all, the gang was prepared for a Lieutenant attack, not an underhanded mercenary trick, though with Sulliver they should have been more prepared for that. But his loyalty pulled him toward his duty: alerting the gang.
He shot off through the flock and toward his backup, with all the speed of a speeding pigeon, which is of course very fast.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(I am going to make or break this.)
Russet had been anxiously waiting beside Cement, looking at Cement, at the crowd, at General One Toe, at the sky, at Cement.
Now he glanced at the sky again. Soon, he’d be flying off, fast as he could. To reinforcements. To Cement again. Wait.
In that split-second glance at the sky, his sharp orange eyes had caught a shadow. A predatory shadow.
His eyes narrowed as he gave the sky a good stare.
Sure enough, a hawk was swooping down at breakneck speed.
“Cement!” he squeaked, loud enough for all the heads at the meet to turn to him. He lowered his voice to an urgent whisper, though the closest birds could probably hear him. “Hawk.” He shoved his beak beneath her chin and tilted it up in the direction of the hawk and cooed through a half-closed beak. “Raight thairr.”
He flapped into the air, hovering for precious wingbeats. “WhadoIdo?” His instinct told him to protect the general, from this unexpected assassin, after all, the gang was prepared for a Lieutenant attack, not an underhanded mercenary trick, though with Sulliver they should have been more prepared for that. But his loyalty pulled him toward his duty: alerting the gang.
He shot off through the flock and toward his backup, with all the speed of a speeding pigeon, which is of course very fast.

Cement, all her attention grabbed in seconds by Russet, saw the approaching hawk and her eyes widened, her mind racing. She opened her beak and shouted—
“LOOK OUT!”

Who is yelling? General One-Toe thought, but was quickly distracted by Russet, who had suddenly darted into the air. As she looked up, One-Toe just managed to see a bird diving towards her from the sky. She barely had time to scramble away before the hawk was upon her, its talons biting into her flesh. Her movement had spared her from a killing blow, but it wouldn’t be long before the hawk tore into her neck with its razor-sharp beak. One-Toe struggled desperately against the hawk, but she could barely move, her slim body pinned all too easily to the ground.

Led by the white-flighted pigeon, Suliver’s gang, a flock that momentarily blocked out the sky, descended upon the meet in a shower of feathers and claws.

 

[Anime2lover]

“Definitely not!” Rocket shouted, trying to pump her wings faster and pick up speed. Her injured wing still ached, though, and she couldn’t go any faster.

*nanako flew faster to get in front of her, she was trying to take some of the wind resistance off of rocket so she could fly easier and faster.*

 

[Amer]

Cement, all her attention grabbed in seconds by Russet, saw the approaching hawk and her eyes widened, her mind racing. She opened her beak and shouted—
“LOOK OUT!”

Who is yelling? General One-Toe thought, but was quickly distracted by Russet, who had suddenly darted into the air. As she looked up, One-Toe just managed to see a bird diving towards her from the sky. She barely had time to scramble away before the hawk was upon her, its talons biting into her flesh. Her movement had spared her from a killing blow, but it wouldn’t be long before the hawk tore into her neck with its razor-sharp beak. One-Toe struggled desperately against the hawk, but she could barely move, her slim body pinned all too easily to the ground.

Suliver’s gang, a flock that momentarily blocked out the sky, descended upon the meet in a shower of feathers and claws.

Russet could see in his peripheral vision that Sulliver’s gang was closing in on One Toe. He was too late. He should have tried to save One Toe. Well, better to complete the mission, to complete his mistake, than to give up halfway through. Hopefully he wouldn’t be ending the lives of his gang as well as hers by throwing them into the midst of it all.
He spotted his familiar pigeon friends.
And, strangely, the untrustworthy Riski.
“Come, now!”