Of Feathers And Flames- A Wings of Fire AU RP

“Lead the way,” Phoenix said, glancing back at Corvus with a worried look.
King nodded, quickly angling his wings down and back toward where they came from, near the center of the nest. He made sure they were following him, glancing back at Phoenix with worry. What was going on with these two?
Shrike growled at the memories Dred had unknowingly brought back. He hated the fact that his heart ached at them too.


After letting out a shaky breath through his nose, the CloudWing turned his head around towards the MudWing, catching a glimpse of Kapok’s horrified expression.
“When did that happen?” Shrike demanded, feeling a pang of anger towards the humans again.
Dred was silent for a moment, “I-I don’t know. Years ago I’d assume. That leafwing told it like an old story. He didn’t talk much, like you kapok. But when he did he was always telling stories.” He said.
 
King nodded, quickly angling his wings down and back toward where they came from, near the center of the nest. He made sure they were following him, glancing back at Phoenix with worry. What was going on with these two?

Dred was silent for a moment, “I-I don’t know. Years ago I’d assume. That leafwing told it like an old story. He didn’t talk much, like you kapok. But when he did he was always telling stories.” He said.
@-Shade-
 
Blackout ground his teeth together. He knew he couldn't blame Whitestar, it had nothing to do with him or anyone really, but after all this time?
So close but so far.
A flash of anger flooded his veins. He wasn't sure if it was at anyone else, himself, or this whole stupid situation, but he wanted to roar in frustration.
He didn't even know why he wanted to find this dragon so much. But in that one moment, when they truly spared each other, it was the first moment of clarity he had ever really felt.
"Crap." He muttered, avoiding Whitestar's eyes. He knew the Icewing must be questioning why this was so important, and Blackout was kinda desperate to find the answer to that question too.
But he knew the answer wouldn't come without that Lunarwing.
"Whitestar.... I can't."
Something inside him broke slightly as he finally realized what he had to do.
He had to leave the others.
These others he had truly felt a bond with, he had to part from? They were the only true friends he'd had.
It probably wouldn't feel like such a big deal if he could ensure that they would all make it out alive. He glanced at all the rest, his heart sinking.
"I want to stay with you all, badly. So badly," Blackout said, turning his head to look at Whitestar again. "But I've put my own mission on a hold for everything else. I know it's probably gonna be stupid, but I have to find her. I can't explain it really, but- yeah... so..." He trailed off awkwardly.
He'd never had to-
Never got to say goodbye to anyone.
"I want to stick with you all. In a way, I have to. But sometimes the stupid choice really is the best one. I have to-" He snapped his jaw closed, realizing he was starting to ramble.
"Sorry. I can't understand why I feel a pull towards her. I just do. And honestly, I have to do something."
Suddenly, the brain-fog he was feeling seemed to thin, and he realized something. Before he could stop himself, he was saying it aloud.
"I lived my whole life in a questioning state; I'm willing to die for some answers."
For her.
He shook the thought off. He hadn't ever even gotten to talk to her, unless they were going to count the one time when he was about to kill her.
As he glanced around him, realizing the others could hear, he second-guessed himself.
Maybe he shouldn't? Maybe he should stay? Things could clear themselves up and maybe he could ignore the questions-
"I'm coming with you." Bamboo's voice piped up from where he was sitting.
Blackout jumped slightly and he whipped his head around to stare at the Rainwing.
"Uh- you don't have t-"
Bamboo stood slowly. "I don't have anything to stay for, do I?" He said, looking directly at Blackout.
Blackout inhaled sharply. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Apple's shoulders tense up. The pointed comment had definitely hit her hard.
Bamboo avoided looking anywhere but at Blackout. His heart pounded. He couldn't really say he liked leaving his sister, but honestly, how could he stay with her? He had seen how she was when talking about someone who was dead.
Apple, in her corner of the room, forced herself to breathe deeply. She knew why he was doing this. He didn't want to be near her anymore.
Bamboo then did something that surprised both Apple and Blackout, and possibly anyone else who was paying attention.
"Apple, I still love you. One argument won't stop that. But maybe we need to give each other space to breathe."
Apple swallowed. "Yeah. Maybe we do." She looked down at her claws. "You're an idiot," She said to her talons, and knew Bamboo was giving her a rueful grin.
"Yeah." Bamboo acknowledged. His smile slid away again. "I don't forgive you though. It's one thing to be angry at me, but not to be so casual about death."
Apple looked up quickly.
"I never asked you to forgive me- I don't need your forgiveness nor do I want it." She said flatly, staring at him. She knew she was lying, and she knew he could probably see it.
But really, she was mad at herself for being so casual about it.
So mad she didn't want to admit it.
If she said something, she was admitting how painful the whole situation was. It would open a can of worms.
And she wasn't ready for that.
As soon as Apple said it, though, she regretted it. She saw Bamboo's greenish eyes darken momentarily, and his bubbly demeanor that she was missing so much, seemed to lock itself away again.
"You know this could be the last time I ever see you?" He said, a stony expression settling on his face.
Apple blinked. When she was so dismissive about it all, she didn't really think about that.
"Oh. I-"
Bamboo cut her off. "No, it's okay, 'cause clearly it didn't matter enough for you to remember."
Before anyone could say or do anything, before Blackout could intervene, before anything else could happen, Apple got up, walked over, and put her wings around Bamboo.
"We gotta figure this stuff out." She said, her words muffled in her twin's shoulder. Her own shoulders shook with suppressed tears.
"I know. But we can't ignore it all anymore." Bamboo sighed heavily. He hugged her back and they remained that way as Blackout stood watching, his jaw dropped.
The two backed away, staring at each other.
"I'm still leaving." Bamboo breathed, seeming to look off into the distance.
"I'm not stopping you," Apple said, fixing him with a worried gaze. She turned it to Blackout.
"Keep this idiot safe, okay?"
Blackout nodded. He wasn't sure he was even going for half this time, but now he had to.
For more reasons than he could count. "I will."
He looked around. Now it was settling in.
He was going to have to tell them all goodbye.
And if they weren't careful, this could be the last goodbye.
But his heart stood strong.
He was determined it wouldn't be.
It wouldn't be.
Whitestar remained silent as he watched the scene unfold, his heart aching for all three of the other dragons. He wished that Apple and Bamboo would stick together, and he had almost protested out loud when Bamboo had first offered to stay with Blackout.
But perhaps they were right. Blackout couldn't complete the mission alone, and Apple and Bamboo possibly needed the space. So long as that space didn't become permanent. The Den was a death trap. At least the Rainwing would be with another dragon with experience.
Whitestar paced forward, resting a talon on Blackout's shoulder, swallowing back a growing tightness in his throat.
"Be careful out there," he said firmly, quietly. "You know better than any of us what the Den is capable of."
A mischievous glint entered his eyes and he gave Blackout a weak, sideways smirk.
"Take care of your Lunarwing," he murmured a little quieter. "Moons know, they can be quite the handful."
The Icewing bumped Blackouts wings playfully with his own before stepping back, turning to Bamboo.
"I'll keep an eye on Apple. And please, Bamboo," his face darkened with worry. "Stars above, please be careful."

@Yukiko
@Harmonylight
Alyssia watched the back and forth between all the dragons. So many things had happened and it had only been a couple of hours since her breakdown about Austin. Then she'd had to help them break in, but she hadn't devised a plan for their escape and she kicked herself for it. Now Austin was bleeding badly and they were saying something about splitting up. She couldn't take it anymore. She didn't know what to feel. It was almost as if she was feeling every emotion at once. She wanted to cry from the twins being mad at each other but then they hugged and she wanted to cry from relief, even though she had to assume everything they were saying. Then she wanted to cry because of the words she caught of splitting up. Her brain felt like it was going to explode with all the different emotions. Her heart ached at the thought of them splitting up and not knowing where they would be. She'd gone through this. She didn't want to again...

Austin took off the bulky vest of the security outfit and covered the injury with a towel that Alyssia had brough to him. He watched the twins and Blackout, confusion entering his mind. How can Blackout want to find a dragon he hasn't even met? Then, his gaze fell on the sibling dragons. He shut his eyes, memories surfacing, but he shoved them back. Dragons can't have emotions like us. They're animals. Vicious animals with no mercy, Austin. But doubt still entered his heart. He'd never seen dragons with this much emotion. Dragons who...care. He refused to believe it. No dragon can care.

Alyssia watched Whitestar walk forward and seem to comfort Blackout, but she couldn't hear or understand what they were saying. She wanted to do something. Anything to help them. She didn't want to lose friends, even if they just met yesterday. She turned to Austin. The look on his face seemed thoughtful but also angry. She couldn't read him, but he seemed distant. Her anger still boiled at the sight of him, but she cared about the dragons too much to keep quiet. "Isn't there something you or I could to help them if we split up?" Austin's eyes met hers and she saw anger and annoyance, but then he looked away. "Yes, there is something we...I could do."

Austin couldn't take her stare. The blue eyes seemed so sincere. He imagined she wouldn't ever speak to him again after what he'd done, but she seemed genuinely concerned about Blackout and the others. How can she care about them? She met them yesterday. The thought struck him of something he could do and he reached into his boot. In his hand he held a small card. Cradling his arm he walked over to Blackout. "Blackout, here. Take this card. It should get you into most places in the Scorpion Den." He turned and walked back to where he'd put his stuff just a few hours earlier before the heist of the files. He felt Alyssia's eyes on him but he ignored them. Gathering his stuff he glanced back to see her walk up to Blackout. A sad smile on her face. She warmly embraced both Blackout and then walked over to Bamboo and embraced him.

"Good luck!" she managed to get out in Dragon. Tears could be seen in her eyes and she gave them the warmest smile she could. Stepping back from the two dragons, a new light came onto her face and into her eyes. The confidence in them was unwavering. She looked back and forth between the two dragons and deeply into their eyes. "I will find you again." She believed it with every fiber of her being. She would.
She had to.

@-Shade-
@Harmonylight
 
It had been several hours.
The sun was beginning to set, which only made Raptor more mad more anxious.
“There’re guards everywhere,” Winter exclaimed as he jumped into the bunker with a heavy wince. The SnowWing had been bringing in a few more cases of water bottles from his apartment, and seemed to be getting jittery as well.
“Mmf. Don’t remind me,” Raptor moaned, rubbing her talons over her eyes as she sat hunched over a table. “Is Leuria coming?”
Winter sat the water down and tried to look busy, but there was nothing else to do but wait for the arrival of the escapees. “I guess,” he shrugged a shoulder, “she said she was coming. Soon. Eventually. I told her it was a big group.”
Raptor decided not to roll her eyes. “That was like, two hours ago,” she complained. It was Winter now who rolled his eyes. “I told her only an hour ago.” He said, “and it’s not like she can just fly over here. She’s probably just busy, don’t worry.”

@_-Captain BRM-_
 
King nodded, quickly angling his wings down and back toward where they came from, near the center of the nest. He made sure they were following him, glancing back at Phoenix with worry. What was going on with these two?
Sage watched them like a hawk. They just stayed there, hovering until finally the blue cloudwing took the lead and took them towards the center of the nest. A frown crossed Sage's scaly face. Making it harder on me, are we? Looks like it's time to play hard ball.
He dropped to all fours and slipped through the underbrush and then launched himself into the sky once again. He flew up to the altitude he had flown at to spy on the other two cloudwings and spread his large wings to glide.
Angling himself downwards towards the four dragons, he followed them, constantly making sure he wasn't too close. He had to know where they were going. That was only way to plan. To plot. To succeed in his mission.

@Crestcrazy2
@-Kiwi-
 
It had been several hours.
The sun was beginning to set, which only made Raptor more mad more anxious.
“There’re guards everywhere,” Winter exclaimed as he jumped into the bunker with a heavy wince. The SnowWing had been bringing in a few more cases of water bottles from his apartment, and seemed to be getting jittery as well.
“Mmf. Don’t remind me,” Raptor moaned, rubbing her talons over her eyes as she sat hunched over a table. “Is Leuria coming?”
Winter sat the water down and tried to look busy, but there was nothing else to do but wait for the arrival of the escapees. “I guess,” he shrugged a shoulder, “she said she was coming. Soon. Eventually. I told her it was a big group.”
Raptor decided not to roll her eyes. “That was like, two hours ago,” she complained. It was Winter now who rolled his eyes. “I told her only an hour ago.” He said, “and it’s not like she can just fly over here. She’s probably just busy, don’t worry.”

@_-Captain BRM-_
Where are they, MJ?
And so... Are they being illegal rn? Like... Possibility isn't just a big Rebel compound, is it?
 
Where are they, MJ?
And so... Are they being illegal rn? Like... Possibility isn't just a big Rebel compound, is it?
I think there is a side of the city that is mostly human population and a side that is mostly dragons. The human side, I assume, is closer to the shipping port that is built on the river, which is where King's breakout occurred.
There are Nightwing soldiers that patrol the city from what I've learned from MJ, so I assume it's mostly run by humans
 
Vel glanced towards the human and dragon across the pond. Maybe they knew. She sure didn't.
"We're really close, man. Really, really close, you just got to to hold on. Hold... On..."

@-Shade-
Alicanto slipped off into a forced sleep, and Vel dragged him back towards the shade, glad to feel his fever had considerably reduced.
She glanced towards the newcomers.
"Where do you lot plan to go from here?" She asked in hesitant tone.

@-Kiwi-
 
Where are they, MJ?
And so... Are they being illegal rn? Like... Possibility isn't just a big Rebel compound, is it?
They have been helping escaping dragons from the SD, rebels there know where they are, so it is illegal.. technically.
They’re at the southernmost edge of town in a shacklike house with a huge hidden bunker underneath. Possibility isn’t filled with many rebels, but of course there are dragons and people who don’t like what the dragon hunters do, they just have too big and strong of a group to defy. And the official governments support the SD cause profit.
 

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