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

[Anime2lover]

Rocket turned to Nanako. “Did you hear that?” She whispered, not wanting to catch the attention of the gang birds.

Rocket wasn’t quiet enough. Rikka turned her head and stared around suspiciously.
“What is it?”
“I don’t think we’re alone.” Rikka, one of the pigeons who had been conversing, cooed quietly. “Anyone there?” She asked in a louder voice.

*nanako looked at her friend and nodded quietly.*

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

*nanako looked at her friend and nodded quietly.*

Rocket crouched lower to the ground, her head shooting up as she heard one of the pigeons coo, “Anyone there?”
“C’mon, let’s-”
Rocket was cut off as one of the pigeons spotted them.
“Hey, you!” One of the pigeons said, raising his wings to take off. The other pigeon, who had smooth dove-gray feathers, narrowed her eyes and also prepared to fly towards them.
“Fly!” Rocket cooed, taking off.

 

[Anime2lover]

Rocket crouched lower to the ground, her head shooting up as she heard one of the pigeons coo, “Anyone there?”
“C’mon, let’s-”
Rocket was cut off as one of the pigeons spotted them.
“Hey, you!” One of the pigeons said, raising his wings to take off. The other pigeon, who had smooth dove-gray feathers, narrowed her eyes and also prepared to fly towards them.
“Fly!” Rocket cooed, taking off.

Nanako: agreed! *she cooed before taking off after her.*

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Nanako: agreed! *she cooed before taking off after her.*

Rocket tried to flap faster, but her wing was too sore. “Nana-” she panted, already feeling breathless from the pain. “I can’t fly any faster!”

Rikka and her companion flew after them steadily.
“Who do you think they are?” Rikka’s companion asked her.
“I think those two are survivors of the Pier flock massacre.”
“Why are they flying away, then?”
“I don’t know.” Rikka cooed.

 

[Amer]

Rocket tried to flap faster, but her wing was too sore. “Nana-” she panted, already feeling breathless from the pain. “I can’t fly any faster!”

Rikka and her companion flew after them steadily.
“Who do you think they are?” Rikka’s companion asked her.
“I think those two are survivors of the Pier flock massacre.”
“Why are they flying away, then?”
“I don’t know.” Rikka cooed.

I can play the companion.
The bird frowned. “What are you two doing?” He asked. (Assuming Rikka is the “dove grey” one.)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

I can play the companion.
The bird frowned. “What are you two doing?” He asked. (Assuming Rikka is the “dove grey” one.)

“I think they’re too far away to hear us.” Rikka said. She sped up, soon flying slightly behind Rocket, who was lagging in her flight.
“What are you doing?”
Rocket didn’t answer, just pumped her wings faster, despite how much it hurt.

 

[Amer]

“I think they’re too far away to hear us.” Rikka said. She sped up, soon flying slightly behind Rocket, who was lagging in her flight.
“What are you doing?”
Rocket didn’t answer, just pumped her wings faster, despite how much it hurt.

The other pigeon followed her. When Rocket didn’t answer, he muttered “Whatever,” and wheeled around, preparing to go.

 

[Anime2lover]

Rocket tried to flap faster, but her wing was too sore. “Nana-” she panted, already feeling breathless from the pain. “I can’t fly any faster!”

Rikka and her companion flew after them steadily.
“Who do you think they are?” Rikka’s companion asked her.
“I think those two are survivors of the Pier flock massacre.”
“Why are they flying away, then?”
“I don’t know.” Rikka cooed.

nanako: then fly close behind me, that should help. *she flew faster to pull just in front of her friend so that she wouldn't have as much resistance from the wind.*

 

[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.”

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

The other pigeon followed her. When Rocket didn’t answer, he muttered “Whatever,” and wheeled around, preparing to go.

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.

nanako: then fly close behind me, that should help. *she flew faster to pull just in front of her friend so that she wouldn't have as much resistance from the wind.*

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