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

[FluffTheDuck]

*nanako yelled before going after orbit when she went after her friend rocket.*

Orbit looked up at nanako and dug her claws deeply into rockets back, then rushed out into the air, laughing.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Orbit stared in the air for a second then dove at rocket and knocked Rocket off. She aggressively started pecking rockets head and signaled for trout to try and get away.

Rocket lashed out and grabbed with her short, stumpy beak the nearest part of Orbit that she could. It happened to be her wing, which wasn't that helpful. Rocket flailed her wings, still refusing to believe that it was time to retreat.

Trout winged into the air, but seeing Orbit get attacked by two pigeons made him hesitate. He swooped back, grabbing at a pigeon with his bill, but missing. He soared back into the air.

*nanako yelled before going after orbit when she went after her friend rocket.*

“Yes she is,” Russet acknowledged, not sure whether the nudge meant to back her up or back off a little.
He noticed the female pigeon across from him fanning her tail. A dirty move, he thought, fanning his own tail as well.
He decided the nudge could mean both things and resorted to staring at both pigeons with intensity.

The pigeon narrowed her beady eyes and fanned her tail even more, if that was possible. She puffed up the feathers on her neck and stuck out her chest.

Cement ignored the intense staring contest going on and continued to stare evenly at the lead pigeon. He glared back.
"You're a gang leader. So what? Still not allowed on Suliver's land." He cooed in a low voice.
Suliver must be getting cocky if even his lowest ranking members can speak to a gang leader like that.
"I have to talk to Suliver. It's important. New bonds could even be made.. between our gangs." Cement cooed carefully. She had no intention of making allegiances, but she was getting impatient with the stubborn bird.
At this, the other pigeon cocked his head. "If that's what you want.."

Orbit looked up at nanako and dug her claws deeply into rockets back, then rushed out into the air, laughing.

(Wait, did she grab Rocket?)

 

[Amer]

Rocket lashed out and grabbed with her short, stumpy beak the nearest part of Orbit that she could. It happened to be her wing, which wasn't that helpful. Rocket flailed her wings, still refusing to believe that it was time to retreat.

Trout winged into the air, but seeing Orbit get attacked by two pigeons made him hesitate. He swooped back, grabbing at a pigeon with his bill, but missing. He soared back into the air.


The pigeon narrowed her beady eyes and fanned her tail even more, I'd that was possible. She puffed up the feathers on her neck and stuck out her chest.

Cement ignored the intense staring contest going on and continued to stare evenly at the lead pigeon. He glared back.
"You're a gang leader. So what? Still not allowed on Suliver's land." He cooed in a low voice.
Suliver must be getting cocky if even his lowest ranking members can speak to a gang leader like that.
"I have to talk to Suliver. It's important. New bonds could even be made.. between our gangs." Cement cooed carefully. She had no intention of making allegiances, but she was getting impatient with the stubborn bird.
At this, the other pigeon cocked his head. "If that's what you want.."

(Wait, did she grab Rocket?)

“Yeah, that’s what we want,” Russet echoed. His rust-colored feathers smoothed out and he continued to glare at the two pigeons. He could do patience. Russet may have been a little over passionate at times was a very patient bird. That was what made him such a good asset on trips such as these.

 

[FluffTheDuck]

Rocket lashed out and grabbed with her short, stumpy beak the nearest part of Orbit that she could. It happened to be her wing, which wasn't that helpful. Rocket flailed her wings, still refusing to believe that it was time to retreat.

Trout winged into the air, but seeing Orbit get attacked by two pigeons made him hesitate. He swooped back, grabbing at a pigeon with his bill, but missing. He soared back into the air.
(Wait, did she grab Rocket?)

Orbit squawked when Rocket grabbed her wing. Her wing got twisted the wrong way. She violently started flapping her other wing to try to get away. "Trout! Help me!" She screamed.
(And yes orbit had grabbed onto rocket by her beak but when she tried to fly off into the air she let go. iM nOt GoOd At DeScRiBiNg StUfF)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

“Yeah, that’s what we want,” Russet echoed. His rust-colored feathers smoothed out and he continued to glare at the two pigeons. He could do patience. Russet may have been a little over passionate at times was a very patient bird. That was what made him such a good asset on trips such as these.

The pigeon's companion fell off the pole, quickly righting herself in midair and reappearing, looking more aggressive than ever. "Zebbel! Get Suliver. Tell him that there's a gang leader here who is interested in an allegiance." Zebbel nodded and zipped away.
"A good word about Tunack would be appreciated." The pigeon cooed to Cement before hopping off the pole back to the rest of the group.
"That Tunack seems mighty bold for one without razor-spurs, eh?" Cement commented to her mate, shifting herself so she could watch the sky where Zebbel had disappeared.

Orbit squawked when Rocket grabbed her wing. Her wing got twisted the wrong way. She violently started flapping her other wing to try to get away. "Trout! Help me!" She screamed.
(And yes orbit had grabbed onto rocket by her beak but when she tried to fly off into the air she let go. iM nOt GoOd At DeScRiBiNg StUfF)

Rocket tried to claw at her, but was quickly shook off. Curse my small beak! She winged into the air and dove at Orbit again.
Trout hesitated for a second. He wasn't a fighter. But he need to help.. He saw Rocket getting ready to dive and swooped at her, grasping a flailing wing in his beak, which was much larger than the pigeon's.

 

[Amer]

The pigeon's companion fell off the pole, quickly righting herself in midair and reappearing, looking more aggressive than ever. "Zebbel! Get Suliver. Tell him that there's a gang leader here who is interested in an allegiance." Zebbel nodded and zipped away.
"A good word about Tunack would be appreciated." The pigeon cooed to Cement before hopping off the pole back to the rest of the group.
"That Tunack seems mighty bold for one without razor-spurs, eh?" Cement commented to her mate, shifting herself so she could watch the sky where Zebbel had disappeared.

Rocket tried to claw at her, but was quickly shook off. Curse my small beak! She winged into the air and dove at Orbit again.
Trout hesitated for a second. He wasn't a fighter. But he need to help.. He saw Rocket getting ready to dive and swooped at her, grasping a flailing wing in his beak, which was much larger than the pigeon's.

“Yeah,” Russet whispered. He watched in amusement as curious onlookers blinked at him them, in confusion or aggression. Most of them looked quite a bit fiercer than the one which had just confronted them. He smiled smugly.
“What are you looking at, seedeater?” one screeched up.
“Can’t see anything but your inflated crop,” Russet muttered.

 

[FluffTheDuck]

The pigeon's companion fell off the pole, quickly righting herself in midair and reappearing, looking more aggressive than ever. "Zebbel! Get Suliver. Tell him that there's a gang leader here who is interested in an allegiance." Zebbel nodded and zipped away.
"A good word about Tunack would be appreciated." The pigeon cooed to Cement before hopping off the pole back to the rest of the group.
"That Tunack seems mighty bold for one without razor-spurs, eh?" Cement commented to her mate, shifting herself so she could watch the sky where Zebbel had disappeared.

Rocket tried to claw at her, but was quickly shook off. Curse my small beak! She winged into the air and dove at Orbit again.
Trout hesitated for a second. He wasn't a fighter. But he need to help.. He saw Rocket getting ready to dive and swooped at her, grasping a flailing wing in his beak, which was much larger than the pigeon's.

Orbit stared for a moment, and landed on the nearest place possible. "What did that bird do to my wing!" She cried. "Thank you trout for saving me. That probably would've been the end of me if it wasn't for you." She smiled, then remembered the pain she was having in her wing. She looked at it. "It really hurts, gosh darn it." She had her head lowered for a moment and then sat down. She looked up at trout and asked, "What now?". She tried to make herself sound fine, but failed. "Do you how to get where you live from here?" She asked. "If..." She paused. "If you don't mind, can I just stay there for tonight?" She said, with a bit of fear in her. "I-im not trying to sound pushy, but my home is far and I can't fly that far." She answered herself. "If your place is nearby, I can most likely fly there." She didn't give trout time to speak. "Besides, the other 'pigeon army' or whatever might come back, I dont want both of us getting hurt." She tried to convince Trout.
She changed the subject.
"Trout, do you know a pigeon, erm.." she paused. "Perhaps, named Splash? I was wanting to meet him."

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

“Yeah,” Russet whispered. He watched in amusement as curious onlookers blinked at him them, in confusion or aggression. Most of them looked quite a bit fiercer than the one which had just confronted them. He smiled smugly.
“What are you looking at, seedeater?” one screeched up.
“Can’t see anything but your inflated crop,” Russet muttered.

"What was that?" Another one screeched, "They're probably here to beg Suliver for mercy." A brown female cooed. The other pigeons laughed.
Cement stared towards the horizon, unruffled. She has more pressing matters to focus on than snickering gang members.

Orbit stared for a moment, and landed on the nearest place possible. "What did that bird do to my wing!" She cried. "Thank you trout for saving me. That probably would've been the end of me if it wasn't for you." She smiled, then remembered the pain she was having in her wing. She looked at it. "It really hurts, gosh darn it." She had her head lowered for a moment and then sat down. She looked up at trout and asked, "What now?". She tried to make herself sound fine, but failed. "Do you how to get where you live from here?" She asked. "If..." She paused. "If you don't mind, can I just stay there for tonight?" She said, with a bit of fear in her. "I-im not trying to sound pushy, but my home is far and I can't fly that far." She answered herself. "If your place is nearby, I can most likely fly there." She didn't give trout time to speak. "Besides, the other 'pigeon army' or whatever might come back, I dont want both of us getting hurt." She tried to convince Trout.
She changed the subject.
"Trout, do you know a pigeon, erm.." she paused. "Perhaps, named Splash? I was wanting to meet him."

"Yeah, you could, if I had a place. But I know where we should go. And quick!" He squawked the last part, flapping his wings in alarm. "Those danged notguls are coming back!" Trout winged into the air, circling to make sure she was following.

 

[Amer]

"What was that?" Another one screeched, "They're probably here to beg Suliver for mercy." A brown female cooed. The other pigeons laughed.
Cement stared towards the horizon, unruffled. She has more pressing matters to focus on than snickering gang members.

"Yeah, you could, if I had a place. But I know where we should go. And quick!" He squawked the last part, flapping his wings in alarm. "Those danged notguls are coming back!" Trout winged into the air, circling to make sure she was following.

(Russet is gonna keep waiting patiently until Sulliver comes )

 

[FluffTheDuck]

"What was that?" Another one screeched, "They're probably here to beg Suliver for mercy." A brown female cooed. The other pigeons laughed.
Cement stared towards the horizon, unruffled. She has more pressing matters to focus on than snickering gang members.

"Yeah, you could, if I had a place. But I know where we should go. And quick!" He squawked the last part, flapping his wings in alarm. "Those danged notguls are coming back!" Trout winged into the air, circling to make sure she was following.

Orbit slowly flew up, having a rhythm in her flying where she was "limping in air". "I'm coming" orbit screeched to loud.