Of Feathers And Flames- A Wings of Fire AU RP

[-Kiwi-]

"No humans, and no, it's not fine," Eclipse stood in front of him, her shoulders looped back confidentially.
"It's just one wound, but it's a serious one, and I may not be a medic, but I'm probably the best you're gonna get for now."

“No,” said the LeafWing sullenly. “Don’t touch me. Especially not with your… weird metal magic.” He folded his wings closer around himself, looking away.

Sunspot walked up to a SkyWing whose tail was askew. “Do you need medical attention?” She asked. She SkyWing jumped and turned, looking down at Sunspot. This dragon was tall, considerably taller than Sunspot, but Sunspot stood straight and looked her in the eye.

“I’m afraid my tail is broken,” said the amber colored SkyWing. She had an elegant voice.

“Head over there, you can get some attention for that tail,” said Sunspot, gesturing with one wing and a tilt of her head. The SkyWing slipped past her, whispering a quick thanks.

 

[-Shade-]

“No,” said the LeafWing sullenly. “Don’t touch me. Especially not with your… weird metal magic.” He folded his wings closer around himself, looking away.

Sunspot walked up to a SkyWing whose tail was askew. “Do you need medical attention?” She asked. She SkyWing jumped and turned, looking down at Sunspot. This dragon was tall, considerably taller than Sunspot, but Sunspot stood straight and looked her in the eye.

“I’m afraid my tail is broken,” said the amber colored SkyWing. She had an elegant voice.

“Head over there, you can get some attention for that tail,” said Sunspot, gesturing with one wing and a tilt of her head. The SkyWing slipped past her, whispering a quick thanks.

Eclipse shrugged.
"I could use my claws instead if you'd prefer," she said, a note of sarcasm in her voice. "But honestly, the warping is cleaner. I have to remove the bullet in order for it to heal properly."
She set the medical box down and dissolved her warping, sliding the metal under her wing to avoid creeping the already skeptical Leafwing out.
"That wound in your neck is already getting infected. It will reach your bloodstream faster, which will cause a lot of issues. I need you to let me help you, or it could kill you. And I promise, it won't be a very comfortable way out."
She glanced at the tall Skywing approaching her.
"Better make a choice fast though, I'm going to have a line pretty soon."

 

[-Kiwi-]

Eclipse shrugged.
"I could use my claws instead if you'd prefer," she said, a note of sarcasm in her voice. "But honestly, the warping is cleaner. I have to remove the bullet in order for it to heal properly."
She set the medical box down and dissolved her warping, sliding the metal under her wing to avoid creeping the already skeptical Leafwing out.
"That wound in your neck is already getting infected. It will reach your bloodstream faster, which will cause a lot of issues. I need you to let me help you, or it could kill you. And I promise, it won't be a very comfortable way out."
She glanced at the tall Skywing approaching her.
"Better make a choice fast though, I'm going to have a line pretty soon."

“Fine. Get on with it then,” said Deathnettle sullenly, curling his tail around himself and not meeting Eclipse’s eyes.

 

[Little Baby Bean]

Your guys’ writing is so enjoyable to read! I’ve been following along for a little while, mostly when I’m bored.

 

[-Kiwi-]

Your guys’ writing is so enjoyable to read! I’ve been following along for a little while, mostly when I’m bored.

Thank you! I’m happy you like our little world

 

[-Shade-]

Your guys’ writing is so enjoyable to read! I’ve been following along for a little while, mostly when I’m bored.

Thanks! I always wonder if there are other people reading the story or stalking the thread, lol. I'm glad you like it.

 

[-Shade-]

“Fine. Get on with it then,” said Deathnettle sullenly, curling his tail around himself and not meeting Eclipse’s eyes.

Eclipse opened the first aid box again, pulling out the same materials she used for Shard. She glanced up at the Skywing dragoness as she approached.
"One moment, I just need to take care of this real quick," she paused, reforming the two thin warping blades again. "What specifically do you need attention to?"
This is so strange, Eclipse thought, dipping the blades into the painkiller salve. I'm not a healer, and yet here I am, speaking and acting like I am completely confident with what I am doing.
She stepped toward the Leafwing, carefully sliding the first needle-thin blade into the wound to pull the bullet out.
"What is your name?" She kept her voice quiet and calm, trying to sound as gentle as she was trying to be with the wound as she spoke to the Leafwing.

 

[-Shade-]

Daaaang!!! You pulled that off well! Though, I died laughing at the end because I was NOT expecting Whitestar to do that XD


Austin closed the door behind him and told Alyssia, Bamboo, and Apple to stay inside. He turned around and immediately regretted his decision to take these two dragons. Pain erupted on the back of his head and his eyes blacked out for a second. He grabbed the wall and steadied himself as his sight returned. Looking up, he saw Whitestar, a look of disgust on his face.
"I should have figured. 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." The icy words stung and Austin pushed the thoughts aside. He glared at the icy beast, allowing a grin to spread across his face. The dragon continued, "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."
The words hung in his mind. He had felt slightly bad about what he had done. He had kept pushing away the guilt of what he was doing, just saying that he had to, but now this ice dragon was bringing those emotions back. His grin remained on his face as he replied, "Now, now, Whitestar. I'm sure we can agree that we would've all done the same thing if we were captured by our enemies. You would've manipulated just the same as I did if you were captured here in the Scorpion Den in order to escape. I was just simply using my resources to escape my captors and enemies. Alyssia unfortunately had to be one of them."
Austin gave a quick glance at Blackout, knowing that what he said probably infuriated the black dragon. He started down the now deserted hall ridden with bodies, his mind now focused on what was happening. In the distance he heard the sound of trucks driving away. They must've gotten some dragons out somehow! I never thought that a bunch of dragons could actually pull that off. Thought, they had some help from some traitorous humans I'm sure. He saw more and more bodies and began to check some of the humans he saw for pulses. Glancing back at the others he tried to justify himself. "Plus! I'm still technically being nice to you. I could turn you in, but I'm helping you find your dragon buddies. I'm not being totally unreasonable now am I?"

Whitestar opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, seething as he tried to find the words to say beneath his anger. Curtains of mist were now pouring from between his teeth and out of his nostrils, and every time he clamped his mouth shut again, small flecks of ice fizzed out the sides of his snout.
"The only reason you are here right now is because we needed your help. Whether you were willing to give it to us or not," Whitestar finally snapped, his tail shuddering violently and then thrashing. "Did you consider once that maybe, the only reason we were doing any of this is because the dragons we are trying to help mean more to us than our own freedom? I think that you could spare a little of your time, however inconvenient it may be to have to endure working with us for two days. You don't have any excuse--at least, not a good one--for hurting Alyssia the way that you did." He snorted, small shards of frost swirling on his freezing breath. "But then again, what would I expect from a dragon hunter?"
Whitestar turned away from Blackout and Austin, trying to control his rage. He sat down at the corner of one of the halls, forcing his breathing to slow as his tail twitched and lashed violently. He glanced every now and then up and down the tunnel, making sure no humans would spot them. A part of him was slowly growing more and more disappointed in himself for losing his composure so fiercely as he tried to calm down, but every time he so much as thought of the hunter and his self-righteous excuses, he felt the ice build in his chest again, and the tidal wave of anger came spilling back into his mind.

 

[-Shade-]

(my pieces are so short and not as well written as I’d like ughhh)

Your pieces are awesome, you inspired me to be brave and really join this RP from the start because your writing is so good

 

[Yukiko]

Whitestar opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, seething as he tried to find the words to say beneath his anger. Curtains of mist were now pouring from between his teeth and out of his nostrils, and every time he clamped his mouth shut again, small flecks of ice fizzed out the sides of his snout.
"The only reason you are here right now is because we needed your help. Whether you were willing to give it to us or not," Whitestar finally snapped, his tail shuddering violently and then thrashing. "Did you consider once that maybe, the only reason we were doing any of this is because the dragons we are trying to help mean more to us than our own freedom? I think that you could spare a little of your time, however inconvenient it may be to have to endure working with us for two days. You don't have any excuse--at least, not a good one--for hurting Alyssia the way that you did." He snorted, small shards of frost swirling on his freezing breath. "But then again, what would I expect from a dragon hunter?"
Whitestar turned away from Blackout and Austin, trying to control his rage. He sat down at the corner of one of the halls, forcing his breathing to slow as his tail twitched and lashed violently. He glanced every now and then up and down the tunnel, making sure no humans would spot them. A part of him was slowly growing more and more disappointed in himself for losing his composure so fiercely as he tried to calm down, but every time he so much as thought of the hunter and his self-righteous excuses, he felt the ice build in his chest again, and the tidal wave of anger came spilling back into his mind.

Austin waited patiently for Whitestar to finish. He kept his mouth shut as the stinging words came seething out from the mist-covered mouth. He turned away as Whitestar left towards the corner to calm himself down. Austin waved his hand dismissively in his direction and started towards more bodies.
I don't have a good excuse for hurting Alyssia like I did... His angry thoughts started flying through his head. His anger started to rise and he considered just turning them in and returning to his role as Austin the dragon hunter. Whitestar's words played through his mind again.
"But then again, what would you expect from a dragon hunter?" The line played over and over as he continued checking bodies, pretending like he didn't care what Whitestar had said. Of course that's what you would think of a dragon hunter.... If it wasn't for Alyssia, you all would already be in cages...or worse. She's the only reason I don't turn you over immediately.
He looked at Blackout, knowing that he would agree with what Whitestar had said. "Aw, c'mon Blackout. You know you would've done the exact same thing in my position if you had to." Leaving his comment that way, he continued down the hall towards the main room where the bullets and fighting had sounded, careful not to make too much sound as he got closer. He saw more and more people coming down the hall as Scorpion Den guards showed up to assess the situation.
Bodies were strewn all over the ground and Austin scanned for anyone he knew. He recognized several of the dragons and hunters laying lifeless on the ground now and his anger started to build more. Not that he had been super great friends with them, but the images brought back memories and anger along with it. And, this is why we treat those dragons the way we do...
Hunters were walking by either carrying or dragging wounded to the infirmary. One was being dragged by some hunters and he briefly caught a glimpse of the person being dragged. Blood stained his black shirt and Austin knew he'd seen him before.