Of Feathers And Flames- A Wings of Fire AU RP

[Yukiko]

Alyssia grabbed the luggage in the trunk of the limo and rummaged through the belongings. She grabbed some of the nice clothes, got into the limo and changed. She stepped out and told the others that it was time to enact the plan. Making their way to the Scorpion Den entrance, they were stopped by the guards.
She turned towards Austin, "Now, remember, you're just supposed to be the nightwing hunter guy who was helping to guide us to where we needed to be." He nodded, a slight smile gracing his face which Alyssia didn't notice. His hands were behind his back as if he were hiding something.
"Who's there!" one of the guards shouted, his dragon rising into an attacking position as he barked an order to it.
Alyssia put on her best acting face and strode forward, "I'm Jasmine Sorenson."

(I legit don't remember her last name and I'm too lazy to go back and find it sooooo, that's her name now. XD)

The guard looked at a tablet he was holding and then back at her, a skeptical look crossing his face. "Aight, if yer Miss Jackson, then where's yer fiance, Mr. Jack Sutherland."
Alyssia's heart skipped a beat. I didn't think they needed both of us.
"Uh, he's uh," she stuttered, trying to get something out of her mouth. I can do this! Just think of something....anything. Her mind went back to the conversation she'd had earlier with Austin. Ugh! Alyssia, don't let him be right. Say something! The guard must've noticed her slow response because his eyebrow raised and he started forward towards them along with his dragon.
"My fiance, he's been called away on other-"
"I'm right here!" came a voice from behind the dragons. Austin had changed, now wearing a nice suit and tie. He smiled a sly smile at her and winked. Putting his arm around her shoulders he walked all the way towards the guards. "We are both here." He leaned a little closer to the guard, but spoke loud enough that Alyssia could hear. "She's a little slow sometimes." He leaned back and continued, "Are you satisfied?" He gave the guard a cocky smile, "Or should I tell someone higher up of your behavior?"
The guards eyes went wide and ushered them in. "'Av a nice time!" They walked in, and Austin barked a command for the dragons following them to come into the Scorpion Den. Alyssia hoped they didn't mind and followed them.
Anger began boiling inside of Alyssia. Who does he think he is! This was my plan! She shrugged off his arm and continued walking, but this time a little farther from him.
"What was that!" she whispered harshly to him.
A grin came to his face, "Saving you from what I knew would happen." Alyssia glared at him. Maybe he wasn't the stud she thought he was. Or, maybe he was trying to help them.
They continued and were shown their separate rooms. Their dragons were allowed to stay with them but only after a little negotiating which Austin did.
After having gotten settled into their individual rooms, they met up, going to watch some dragon fights.
"What do you really want out of this, Austin?" she said as they walked down the hall, arm in arm in order to play their part.
He smiled devilishly. "You haven't figured it out yet?" his good manners seemingly gone. "I wanted to get into the Scorpion Den and now that I'm Mr. Sutherland, I have all kinds of money to spend in here." He looked at her, "And, now that you all are in here, you have no choice but to let me help you because you need me. You're trapped in here and I'm your only way out.
Alyssia's blood boiled. She glared into his triumphant hazel eyes. Without her even realizing it, her hand whipped up and slapped him across the face hard.
His hand shot up to his face and he looked around. The hallway they were in was empty and he looked back at her, anger in his eyes. "Are you trying to blow our cover!?"
"You're a selfish jerk!" she bellowed at him. Spinning on her heels she started walking back to her room. Looking around, she realized that all the hallways looked like a maze. She didn't know which way she'd come. Gritting her teeth she turned back towards Austin. His shoulders shook slightly as he chuckled at her naiveness and her anger grew even more. How did I even SLIGHTLY like this guy? He was just pretending.... Hurt and angry she stood there and waited. He did too. Footsteps sounded down the hallway and her skipped a beat. What am I supposed to DO! I have to act like I'm IN LOVE with this piece of trash! Swallowing hard, she shuffled over to him started walking beside him. Down the hall, they went to see dragons which were going to be auctioned off. Austin talked business with them, playing his part perfectly. She smiled and tried to join in, but every fiber of her being wanted to get away from the person who had deceived her completely.
Instead of pay attention to them, she looked at all the dragons. They seemed to be scarred and tortured. Eventually, they made their way to the arena where they were to watch a fight.
Alyssia's eyes went wide as a seawing entered the arena. No! She looked at the dragon, the deep blue scales exactly like the dragon's that she had come to the Scorpion Den with. The other dragon was a large fiery dragon and her breath got faster. They're gonna kill each other. She forgot all about Austin and her mind was completely on the two dragons fighting. The seawing was going crazy and Alyssia's mind was screaming at her. She'd never witnessed something so cruel and awful. Tears began to well up in her eyes as the seawing was growing weaker and weaker.
She turned towards Austin, "There has to be something we can do!"
He gestured for her to keep her voice down and whispered back, "There's nothing we can do. It's a fight to the death and these people want to see dragon blood."
"But! We can't just let the dragon die! He....he...." she turned away from him, hiding a tear about to escape her eye. Seeing the seawing jumping at the fire dragon and burning itself every time drove her to tears again. She gripped Austin's arm, "Please! Do something! I can't take this!"
He hesitated, considering his options. Finally, he looked around at the weird stares they were getting from the others around them and he got up from his chair. Walking over to one of the head people of the fight, he spoke with them and they hastily left. People began to enter the arena as the seawing collapsed and Alyssia was afraid they were going to kill the blue dragon. Instead, they put it into a cage and wheeled him away while also getting the fiery dragon under control.
They left the arena and Alyssia could feel a small bit of gratitude for what Austin did, but then remembered his actions from earlier and her anger went up again.
They went back to their rooms and told the other dragons what happened. Evening was creeping in and she and Austin were preparing to make their way to one of the lots that was auctioning dragons the next day.
Night came and they went with their dragons in tow. Going down one of the halls of the maze, they heard screams and dragon roars. Gunshots split the air and Austin took the lead, unsure of what could possibly be happening. They attempted to make their way out of the hall and back the way they came.

Austin had heard rumors of a rebellion, but he didn't think that they would ever have the materials or support to pull it off. He grabbed Alyssia's hand and pulled her back the way they had come.
"Austin, what's happening!" Alyssia asked, fear evident in her eyes. He just kept going and gave her a reassuring look that she probably didn't even accept. They ran back down the hall, dragons in tow and looking out for humans and dragons alike. More footsteps came from their direction and he looked at Alyssia, fear starting to creep into his own eyes. They were almost trapped in the middle of the rebellion. He looked around and found an empty lot that they slipped into.


Alyssia followed Austin, not sure what to make of the situation. Fear started to grip her and she could do nothing but follow him. As they hid, she looked around the corner to see humans and dragons alike running down the hall and muttering to each other. A streak of dark blue went by and she met eyes briefly with an aqua blue color. Her jaw dropped and Austin pulled her back behind the wall, hiding her. Was that him? I thought he was severely injured.

Austin gave the twins orders to stay with Alyssia and then motioned for Blackout and Whitestar to follow him out into the hallway to see if they could find a way out of this messy situation.

 

[Yukiko]

Whew! That was a lot

 

[Yukiko]

Now for Crest.

Crest leapt down from the cage he was in and followed the others down the hall. He kept his mouth shut, knowing that now was not the time to interrupt important conversation between them. Silently and still with his head lowered, he trotted along behind them, constantly looking over his shoulder at danger that could be sneaking up on them. The drug that had been given to him seemed to be working and he felt as alert as ever now that the water was in his system. His body still ached, but he'd been trained to ignore it, so ignore it he did. Reaching a lot, there appeared to already be a battle going on between some reluctant dragons and Crest tensed, ready for action. He stayed close to the king, feeling it his duty to protect a member of royalty. Claws extended, he was ready to pounce, but Eclipse acted first. He stood, waiting for his opportunity. Words of his old trainers flashed in his mind, Don't rush in blindly, wait for the ideal moment. Watching closely, he saw the others fighting and started forward to help, but the job was quickly finished and Crest felt relief. He still didn't think he was strong enough to fight normally. As much as he thought he could, he was still skeptica. Gunshots split the air and his heart quickened, adrenaline pumping through his veins. The others started running down the hall and he followed suit. They passed by a lot and he glanced in to see if their were any dragons that needed saving and he caught the eye of something. A small eye...a human eye.
A human eye with sea blue swimming in them. He shook his head and looked back, but whatever was there was now gone and he continued following the others down the hall to the loading area. Entering, he found carnage and a battle raging. Bullets flew and he felt the sting of one in his leg as they made their way towards the trucks. He felt the drug wearing off of him and his legs started to wobble underneath him. Pushing himself forward, he looked back to see other dragons making their way closer. He felt useless. He couldn't do anything. They led him into a truck and his knees gave out. Laying there, he closed his eyes and thought about all the dragons and humans in the lot getting killed and all he could do was to lay in a truck...completely and utterly useless.

 

[Yukiko]

Hey @Crestcrazy2 is Helios in a truck right now? And if so, do you want to have Crest in the same car as him???

 

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Three moons, that was a lot... um, now I need to figure out how to RP Whitestar to all this, lol.

 

[Yukiko]

Three moons, that was a lot... um, now I need to figure out how to RP Whitestar to all this, lol.

Lol, yeah, I was just gonna have y'all go ahead and start up at the rebellion part after I caught everything up. Or you could do Whitestar's parts during the whole long rp part. I just thought it would be easier to pick up during the rebellion XD

 

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Alyssia grabbed the luggage in the trunk of the limo and rummaged through the belongings. She grabbed some of the nice clothes, got into the limo and changed. She stepped out and told the others that it was time to enact the plan. Making their way to the Scorpion Den entrance, they were stopped by the guards.
She turned towards Austin, "Now, remember, you're just supposed to be the nightwing hunter guy who was helping to guide us to where we needed to be." He nodded, a slight smile gracing his face which Alyssia didn't notice. His hands were behind his back as if he were hiding something.
"Who's there!" one of the guards shouted, his dragon rising into an attacking position as he barked an order to it.
Alyssia put on her best acting face and strode forward, "I'm Jasmine Sorenson."

(I legit don't remember her last name and I'm too lazy to go back and find it sooooo, that's her name now. XD)

The guard looked at a tablet he was holding and then back at her, a skeptical look crossing his face. "Aight, if yer Miss Jackson, then where's yer fiance, Mr. Jack Sutherland."
Alyssia's heart skipped a beat. I didn't think they needed both of us.
"Uh, he's uh," she stuttered, trying to get something out of her mouth. I can do this! Just think of something....anything. Her mind went back to the conversation she'd had earlier with Austin. Ugh! Alyssia, don't let him be right. Say something! The guard must've noticed her slow response because his eyebrow raised and he started forward towards them along with his dragon.
"My fiance, he's been called away on other-"
"I'm right here!" came a voice from behind the dragons. Austin had changed, now wearing a nice suit and tie. He smiled a sly smile at her and winked. Putting his arm around her shoulders he walked all the way towards the guards. "We are both here." He leaned a little closer to the guard, but spoke loud enough that Alyssia could hear. "She's a little slow sometimes." He leaned back and continued, "Are you satisfied?" He gave the guard a cocky smile, "Or should I tell someone higher up of your behavior?"
The guards eyes went wide and ushered them in. "'Av a nice time!" They walked in, and Austin barked a command for the dragons following them to come into the Scorpion Den. Alyssia hoped they didn't mind and followed them.
Anger began boiling inside of Alyssia. Who does he think he is! This was my plan! She shrugged off his arm and continued walking, but this time a little farther from him.
"What was that!" she whispered harshly to him.
A grin came to his face, "Saving you from what I knew would happen." Alyssia glared at him. Maybe he wasn't the stud she thought he was. Or, maybe he was trying to help them.
They continued and were shown their separate rooms. Their dragons were allowed to stay with them but only after a little negotiating which Austin did.
After having gotten settled into their individual rooms, they met up, going to watch some dragon fights.
"What do you really want out of this, Austin?" she said as they walked down the hall, arm in arm in order to play their part.
He smiled devilishly. "You haven't figured it out yet?" his good manners seemingly gone. "I wanted to get into the Scorpion Den and now that I'm Mr. Sutherland, I have all kinds of money to spend in here." He looked at her, "And, now that you all are in here, you have no choice but to let me help you because you need me. You're trapped in here and I'm your only way out.
Alyssia's blood boiled. She glared into his triumphant hazel eyes. Without her even realizing it, her hand whipped up and slapped him across the face hard.
His hand shot up to his face and he looked around. The hallway they were in was empty and he looked back at her, anger in his eyes. "Are you trying to blow our cover!?"
"You're a selfish jerk!" she bellowed at him. Spinning on her heels she started walking back to her room. Looking around, she realized that all the hallways looked like a maze. She didn't know which way she'd come. Gritting her teeth she turned back towards Austin. His shoulders shook slightly as he chuckled at her naiveness and her anger grew even more. How did I even SLIGHTLY like this guy? He was just pretending.... Hurt and angry she stood there and waited. He did too. Footsteps sounded down the hallway and her skipped a beat. What am I supposed to DO! I have to act like I'm IN LOVE with this piece of trash! Swallowing hard, she shuffled over to him started walking beside him. Down the hall, they went to see dragons which were going to be auctioned off. Austin talked business with them, playing his part perfectly. She smiled and tried to join in, but every fiber of her being wanted to get away from the person who had deceived her completely.
Instead of pay attention to them, she looked at all the dragons. They seemed to be scarred and tortured. Eventually, they made their way to the arena where they were to watch a fight.
Alyssia's eyes went wide as a seawing entered the arena. No! She looked at the dragon, the deep blue scales exactly like the dragon's that she had come to the Scorpion Den with. The other dragon was a large fiery dragon and her breath got faster. They're gonna kill each other. She forgot all about Austin and her mind was completely on the two dragons fighting. The seawing was going crazy and Alyssia's mind was screaming at her. She'd never witnessed something so cruel and awful. Tears began to well up in her eyes as the seawing was growing weaker and weaker.
She turned towards Austin, "There has to be something we can do!"
He gestured for her to keep her voice down and whispered back, "There's nothing we can do. It's a fight to the death and these people want to see dragon blood."
"But! We can't just let the dragon die! He....he...." she turned away from him, hiding a tear about to escape her eye. Seeing the seawing jumping at the fire dragon and burning itself every time drove her to tears again. She gripped Austin's arm, "Please! Do something! I can't take this!"
He hesitated, considering his options. Finally, he looked around at the weird stares they were getting from the others around them and he got up from his chair. Walking over to one of the head people of the fight, he spoke with them and they hastily left. People began to enter the arena as the seawing collapsed and Alyssia was afraid they were going to kill the blue dragon. Instead, they put it into a cage and wheeled him away while also getting the fiery dragon under control.
They left the arena and Alyssia could feel a small bit of gratitude for what Austin did, but then remembered his actions from earlier and her anger went up again.
They went back to their rooms and told the other dragons what happened. Evening was creeping in and she and Austin were preparing to make their way to one of the lots that was auctioning dragons the next day.
Night came and they went with their dragons in tow. Going down one of the halls of the maze, they heard screams and dragon roars. Gunshots split the air and Austin took the lead, unsure of what could possibly be happening. They attempted to make their way out of the hall and back the way they came.

Austin had heard rumors of a rebellion, but he didn't think that they would ever have the materials or support to pull it off. He grabbed Alyssia's hand and pulled her back the way they had come.
"Austin, what's happening!" Alyssia asked, fear evident in her eyes. He just kept going and gave her a reassuring look that she probably didn't even accept. They ran back down the hall, dragons in tow and looking out for humans and dragons alike. More footsteps came from their direction and he looked at Alyssia, fear starting to creep into his own eyes. They were almost trapped in the middle of the rebellion. He looked around and found an empty lot that they slipped into.


Alyssia followed Austin, not sure what to make of the situation. Fear started to grip her and she could do nothing but follow him. As they hid, she looked around the corner to see humans and dragons alike running down the hall and muttering to each other. A streak of dark blue went by and she met eyes briefly with an aqua blue color. Her jaw dropped and Austin pulled her back behind the wall, hiding her. Was that him? I thought he was severely injured.

Austin gave the twins orders to stay with Alyssia and then motioned for Blackout and Whitestar to follow him out into the hallway to see if they could find a way out of this messy situation.

Whitestar's heart was pounding as he sprinted down the maze-like halls after Austin and Alyssia.
Their adventure in the Scorpion Den had come and begun so quickly, he was still reeling from it. He had almost been certain when they were entering the city the first time that the plan would fail and they would all be torn to pieces. He didn't think he could ever forget the look in the guard Nightwing's eyes when Alyssia froze up, the obsidian black dragon pacing forward, his eyes fixed particularly on Whitestar. The hunter had been nearly twice his size, and Whitestar wasn't sure if the hatred was directed at him as a possible intruder or as an Icewing.
But somehow they had made it through. Whitestar could practically feel the Nigthwing's gaze burning into his scales as he passed, and couldn't shake the feeling all the way through the Den until he was safe behind the walls of Alyssia's room
He hadn't even had time to fully wrap his mind around the fact they had successfully broken into the Scorpion Den when suddenly they were back on the streets and in the halls.
He remembered nearly pouncing on Austin when he had finally shown Alyssia the true reason for helping them sneak in, and it was only the approaching humans that had stopped him. He could tell that Blackout felt the same, but they were both forced to contain themselves.
And then the fights started.
Whitestar had recognized one of the dragons that had fought, particularly, the one fight where Alyssia could no longer bear to watch. The huge Solarwing, fighting the deranged Seawing.
He recognized him from an old lesson on the tribes, and it disgusted him that the humans would actually bring royalty into this place and put them down to such an animalistic level. The desire to blast frost breath over the heads of the creatures every time they screamed in delight at the blood and violence was almost uncontainable, and through most of the fights, thick, icy mist was swirling out the sides of Whitestars snout.
But Alyssia had managed to convince Austin to make them stop, and before he knew it, they were out in the Den again.
And then they reached the courtyard.
Whitestar instantly recognized it from the vision he had seen in the tidepool. And as they passed, he slowed his pace as much as he could without completely stopping, raking his gaze over each of the cages, desperately searching for the familiar silver scales. A Skywing or two, a Sandwing, a Cloudwing, and a Solarwing. He remembered painstakingly glancing between each one, over and over, just in case the unbearable heat from the sun was making him hallucinate. But there was no Lunarwing among them.
And now suddenly they were here, in this neverending labyrinth of doors and walls, running from the sound of roars and screams and the deafening thundering of human weapons always firing. The noise echoed confusingly off every surface, making it seem as if they were surrounded by an invisible war, and every now and then, he saw glimpses of blood, or humans, or a flash of scales.
And of course, the bodies.
Humans and dragons. Most of the scavengers were wearing the same or similar uniforms as the guards at the city entrances, but others were more randomized and more personal. There were dragons from all sorts of tribes sprawled on the floor, some of them twisted in horrific ways as if they'd died horribly and suddenly. A few were followed by a thick trail of blood and lay there as if they'd simply given up. Others were completely unrecognizable.
Whitestar skidded on the slick ground as Austin suddenly turned into one of the lots, ordering the others in. He quickly leapt through the heavy iron door, glancing over his shoulder as it shut, Alyssia being the last one through. He was certain he saw a flash of scales a millisecond before the door shut.
Whitestar stood panting in the large room, glancing around. There were a pair of cages against one wall, but they were opened and empty. Aside from those two things, the room was completely empty. He tried running the past few hours through his mind, hoping to think of some sort of plan as to what to do next.
A pointless endeavor, as Austin was already ordering him and Blackout to head back out into the maze-like hallways to find out what was happening. Whitestar growled quietly as he followed the self-righteous dragon hunter back out into the labyrinth.
The chaos had finally died down, though the sounds of hustle and struggle could still occasionally in more distant parts of the maze.

Whitestar waited a moment, watching Austin sharply as he closed the door to the room. He glanced briefly at Blackout before whipping his tail around and flicking the human across the back of the head, not hard enough to knock him out or really effect his focus, but enough for it to hurt.
"I should have figured," he growled, more icy mist curling from his snout. "Why else would you want to help us? Nothing about you makes you any less a part of the Scorpion Den than you were before we met you. You shouldn't have tricked Alyssia like that--she doesn't know better, and she really wanted to trust you. That was a low stunt you pulled."

 

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Whitestar's heart was pounding as he sprinted down the maze-like halls after Austin and Alyssia.
Their adventure in the Scorpion Den had come and begun so quickly, he was still reeling from it. He had almost been certain when they were entering the city the first time that the plan would fail and they would all be torn to pieces. He didn't think he could ever forget the look in the guard Nightwing's eyes when Alyssia froze up, the obsidian black dragon pacing forward, his eyes fixed particularly on Whitestar. The hunter had been nearly twice his size, and Whitestar wasn't sure if the hatred was directed at him as a possible intruder or as an Icewing.
But somehow they had made it through. Whitestar could practically feel the Nigthwing's gaze burning into his scales as he passed, and couldn't shake the feeling all the way through the Den until he was safe behind the walls of Alyssia's room
He hadn't even had time to fully wrap his mind around the fact they had successfully broken into the Scorpion Den when suddenly they were back on the streets and in the halls.
He remembered nearly pouncing on Austin when he had finally shown Alyssia the true reason for helping them sneak in, and it was only the approaching humans that had stopped him. He could tell that Blackout felt the same, but they were both forced to contain themselves.
And then the fights started.
Whitestar had recognized one of the dragons that had fought, particularly, the one fight where Alyssia could no longer bear to watch. The huge Solarwing, fighting the deranged Seawing.
He recognized him from an old lesson on the tribes, and it disgusted him that the humans would actually bring royalty into this place and put them down to such an animalistic level. The desire to blast frost breath over the heads of the creatures every time they screamed in delight at the blood and violence was almost uncontainable, and through most of the fights, thick, icy mist was swirling out the sides of Whitestars snout.
But Alyssia had managed to convince Austin to make them stop, and before he knew it, they were out in the Den again.
And then they reached the courtyard.
Whitestar instantly recognized it from the vision he had seen in the tidepool. And as they passed, he slowed his pace as much as he could without completely stopping, raking his gaze over each of the cages, desperately searching for the familiar silver scales. A Skywing or two, a Sandwing, a Cloudwing, and a Solarwing. He remembered painstakingly glancing between each one, over and over, just in case the unbearable heat from the sun was making him hallucinate. But there was no Lunarwing among them.
And now suddenly they were here, in this neverending labyrinth of doors and walls, running from the sound of roars and screams and the deafening thundering of human weapons always firing. The noise echoed confusingly off every surface, making it seem as if they were surrounded by an invisible war, and every now and then, he saw glimpses of blood, or humans, or a flash of scales.
And of course, the bodies.
Humans and dragons. Most of the scavengers were wearing the same or similar uniforms as the guards at the city entrances, but others were more randomized and more personal. There were dragons from all sorts of tribes sprawled on the floor, some of them twisted in horrific ways as if they'd died horribly and suddenly. A few were followed by a thick trail of blood and lay there as if they'd simply given up. Others were completely unrecognizable.
Whitestar skidded on the slick ground as Austin suddenly turned into one of the lots, ordering the others in. He quickly leapt through the heavy iron door, glancing over his shoulder as it shut, Alyssia being the last one through. He was certain he saw a flash of scales a millisecond before the door shut.
Whitestar stood panting in the large room, glancing around. There were a pair of cages against one wall, but they were opened and empty. Aside from those two things, the room was completely empty. He tried running the past few hours through his mind, hoping to think of some sort of plan as to what to do next.
A pointless endeavor, as Austin was already ordering him and Blackout to head back out into the maze-like hallways to find out what was happening. Whitestar growled quietly as he followed the self-righteous dragon hunter back out into the labyrinth.
The chaos had finally died down, though the sounds of hustle and struggle could still occasionally in more distant parts of the maze.

Whitestar waited a moment, watching Austin sharply as he closed the door to the room. He glanced briefly at Blackout before whipping his tail around and flicking the human across the back of the head, not hard enough to knock him out or really effect his focus, but enough for it to hurt.
"I should have figured," he growled, more icy mist curling from his snout. "Why else would you want to help us? Nothing about you makes you any less a part of the Scorpion Den than you were before we met you. You shouldn't have tricked Alyssia like that--she doesn't know better, and she really wanted to trust you. That was a low stunt you pulled."

I'M SORRY, I know it's so long, I am gonna go RP Eclipse now

 

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Whitestar's heart was pounding as he sprinted down the maze-like halls after Austin and Alyssia.
Their adventure in the Scorpion Den had come and begun so quickly, he was still reeling from it. He had almost been certain when they were entering the city the first time that the plan would fail and they would all be torn to pieces. He didn't think he could ever forget the look in the guard Nightwing's eyes when Alyssia froze up, the obsidian black dragon pacing forward, his eyes fixed particularly on Whitestar. The hunter had been nearly twice his size, and Whitestar wasn't sure if the hatred was directed at him as a possible intruder or as an Icewing.
But somehow they had made it through. Whitestar could practically feel the Nigthwing's gaze burning into his scales as he passed, and couldn't shake the feeling all the way through the Den until he was safe behind the walls of Alyssia's room
He hadn't even had time to fully wrap his mind around the fact they had successfully broken into the Scorpion Den when suddenly they were back on the streets and in the halls.
He remembered nearly pouncing on Austin when he had finally shown Alyssia the true reason for helping them sneak in, and it was only the approaching humans that had stopped him. He could tell that Blackout felt the same, but they were both forced to contain themselves.
And then the fights started.
Whitestar had recognized one of the dragons that had fought, particularly, the one fight where Alyssia could no longer bear to watch. The huge Solarwing, fighting the deranged Seawing.
He recognized him from an old lesson on the tribes, and it disgusted him that the humans would actually bring royalty into this place and put them down to such an animalistic level. The desire to blast frost breath over the heads of the creatures every time they screamed in delight at the blood and violence was almost uncontainable, and through most of the fights, thick, icy mist was swirling out the sides of Whitestars snout.
But Alyssia had managed to convince Austin to make them stop, and before he knew it, they were out in the Den again.
And then they reached the courtyard.
Whitestar instantly recognized it from the vision he had seen in the tidepool. And as they passed, he slowed his pace as much as he could without completely stopping, raking his gaze over each of the cages, desperately searching for the familiar silver scales. A Skywing or two, a Sandwing, a Cloudwing, and a Solarwing. He remembered painstakingly glancing between each one, over and over, just in case the unbearable heat from the sun was making him hallucinate. But there was no Lunarwing among them.
And now suddenly they were here, in this neverending labyrinth of doors and walls, running from the sound of roars and screams and the deafening thundering of human weapons always firing. The noise echoed confusingly off every surface, making it seem as if they were surrounded by an invisible war, and every now and then, he saw glimpses of blood, or humans, or a flash of scales.
And of course, the bodies.
Humans and dragons. Most of the scavengers were wearing the same or similar uniforms as the guards at the city entrances, but others were more randomized and more personal. There were dragons from all sorts of tribes sprawled on the floor, some of them twisted in horrific ways as if they'd died horribly and suddenly. A few were followed by a thick trail of blood and lay there as if they'd simply given up. Others were completely unrecognizable.
Whitestar skidded on the slick ground as Austin suddenly turned into one of the lots, ordering the others in. He quickly leapt through the heavy iron door, glancing over his shoulder as it shut, Alyssia being the last one through. He was certain he saw a flash of scales a millisecond before the door shut.
Whitestar stood panting in the large room, glancing around. There were a pair of cages against one wall, but they were opened and empty. Aside from those two things, the room was completely empty. He tried running the past few hours through his mind, hoping to think of some sort of plan as to what to do next.
A pointless endeavor, as Austin was already ordering him and Blackout to head back out into the maze-like hallways to find out what was happening. Whitestar growled quietly as he followed the self-righteous dragon hunter back out into the labyrinth.
The chaos had finally died down, though the sounds of hustle and struggle could still occasionally in more distant parts of the maze.

Whitestar waited a moment, watching Austin sharply as he closed the door to the room. He glanced briefly at Blackout before whipping his tail around and flicking the human across the back of the head, not hard enough to knock him out or really effect his focus, but enough for it to hurt.
"I should have figured," he growled, more icy mist curling from his snout. "Why else would you want to help us? Nothing about you makes you any less a part of the Scorpion Den than you were before we met you. You shouldn't have tricked Alyssia like that--she doesn't know better, and she really wanted to trust you. That was a low stunt you pulled."

@Yukiko @Harmonylight

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Three moons, that was a lot... um, now I need to figure out how to RP Whitestar to all this, lol.

I looooved it all soo much I need more!!