~Legend of Rainea: Dark Storm~ RP

Razor watched Attollo then keeping her wings tightly at her sides, stepped forward. "You're a wolf. Can't you smell her, regardless?"
"I haven't picked up any trail yet, but I, yes, I can follow her path from my den." Attollo started to fly back towards where he had come. "This way."
 
"I haven't picked up any trail yet, but I, yes, I can follow her path from my den." Attollo started to fly back towards where he had come. "This way."
Razor followed on foot, deciding that walking was the only way to keep level with Attollo. In flight, the Roc would leave the wolf behind in minutes.
 
Attollo dived down when he spotted his residence. Pressing his nose to the ground and lifting it to the air a few times, he inhaled the white raptor's scent. Old, old, that's the rabbit...here. "Here it is," he said loudly to let Razor know he'd found it. He took off again immediately, scanning the sky. Oh, WHY did she have to be flying? Shut up, Attollo, Sylvia's a BIRD. He sighed.
 
Attollo dived down when he spotted his residence. Pressing his nose to the ground and lifting it to the air a few times, he inhaled the white raptor's scent. Old, old, that's the rabbit...here. "Here it is," he said loudly to let Razor know he'd found it. He took off again immediately, scanning the sky. Oh, WHY did she have to be flying? Shut up, Attollo, Sylvia's a BIRD. He sighed.
Razor, silent, except for a soft 'reeee', uttered every so often, kept following Attollo. Her pace seemed slow to her, even though she had a gigantic stride. The Roc was used to flying more than walking.
 
It took Attollo a formidable amount of time to pinpoint Sylvia's location. "Stupid wind....UGH! Why do wolves even HAVE wings here," he muttered from time to time. "Finally. She must be around here!" he announced. He squinted. "That's a wolf and...Nakota? What?"

Sylvia took a quick look around. She spotted two shapes, one large and bird-like and a familiar canine. "Attollo!" she squeaked. Now their going to know I was eavesdropping! She looked back down at Nakota and the wolf.
 
It took Attollo a formidable amount of time to pinpoint Sylvia's location. "Stupid wind....UGH! Why do wolves even HAVE wings here," he muttered from time to time. "Finally. She must be around here!" he announced. He squinted. "That's a wolf and...Nakota? What?"

Sylvia took a quick look around. She spotted two shapes, one large and bird-like and a familiar canine. "Attollo!" she squeaked. Now their going to know I was eavesdropping! She looked back down at Nakota and the wolf.
Razor, too big to hide, strode into view. Eavesdropping wasn't easy for her, as her immense size made hiding difficult.
 
Razor, too big to hide, strode into view. Eavesdropping wasn't easy for her, as her immense size made hiding difficult.
Sylvia flew in a curved path up to around the roc's head. She flickered into view, exposed by her own friend. '"Attollo...and...um, a roc?" she said, her voice changing from exasperated to concerned.
 
Sylvia flew in a curved path up to around the roc's head. She flickered into view, exposed by her own friend. '"Attollo...and...um, a roc?" she said, her voice changing from exasperated to concerned.
"Yes, I am a Roc," said Razor. She cocked her head to bring Sylvia into better focus. "My name is Razor Talon."
 

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