~Oblivion~ {A Fantasy RP}

[HoodedHuntress]

(Yes)

(The scavenger queen is open to RP with if u want.)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

He grinned sheepishly, "Oh, they'll like you." Neo said, then shoved his thumbs in his belt and stared at the ground.

Xyla blushed, before responding softly "Sure. I'll go, but only if you promise not to leave me alone." She trusted him;it radiated from her eyes.

 

[Dawnclucks22]

(The scavenger queen is open to RP with if u want.)

(oooh yes, I don't have anything to do)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Char saw the daemon and wondered who it was, she hadn't seen this one before. Dryden had joined Char and Clio and they were all talking.

Valus approached the trio, passing by as if nothing had happened, not stopping to talk. That is, unless one of them pestered him.

 

[RacehorsesRock]

Valus approached the trio, passing by as if nothing had happened, not stopping to talk. That is, unless one of them pestered him.

"Hey, who are you?" Dryden called out.

 

[HoodedHuntress]

"Hey, who are you?" Dryden called out.

Valus muttered "Valus. Who are you lot?"

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(oooh yes, I don't have anything to do)

(Do a start post plzz)

 

[RacehorsesRock]

Valus muttered "Valus. Who are you lot?"

Clio spoke up. "I'm Clio, that's Charlotte, and that's Dryden." she said poiniting to each of them as she said it.

 

[Dawnclucks22]

(Do a start post plzz)

(How so? Should she just wander toward the castle? Oh, and who is the queen? I'm sort of jumping in at an awkward time )

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

Xyla blushed, before responding softly "Sure. I'll go, but only if you promise not to leave me alone." She trusted him;it radiated from her eyes.

He blinked. It wasn't until then that he realized how lonely she must be. But surely she had someone? He toyed with his cape's paws. "Do you... want to come now? I mean..." he wasn't sure what he was doing. He had been to the border and back, and carried her all the way back to her hut. Not to mention his arms were sore, but there was no way he was going to admit that. But carrying meant more touching, and that made him uncomfortable. But then, hadn't this whole day been just one big bundle of nerves? Maybe if he flew, it would be faster.