Of Feathers And Flames- A Wings of Fire AU RP

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TABER WRITE THAT BOOK I RRRAALLLYYY want to hear more bout Whitestar and Eclipse.

I am working on it now, just trying to do the opening part and it's supposed to be rushed and intense, but I feel like I am skipping sensory details by trying to make it fast. The opening scene is so intense.
I am still trying to come up with an idea for the title. It's gonna skip back and forth between Whitestar's story and Eclipse's, so FYI, you have to wait twice as long on cliffhangers
I am open to any ideas for a title.

 

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Spoiler: Ring of Ice: Part 1

Rain streamed down the silver scales on the dragonet's forehead, a small shaking talon clumsily swiping at the droplets spraying into her dark eyes.
Lightning tore open the sky again, like the glowing edges of a dragon’s claws raking jagged streaks through the heavy clouds, tearing a gap between realms for but an instant before vanishing again with a vengeful roar. The rain that pounded the ground seemed to coat the air itself, thick and heavy, battering the dragons’ eyes and snouts, like the never-ending thrumming of a waterfall.

Talons landed heavily against the muddy ground, sending a splattering layer of thick sludge spraying up the dragon’s chest, her legs sinking deep into the swampy earth. The dragonet snorted quietly, trying to clear the water from her nose and turning her head away from the mud droplets that flung into the air.
The sliver dragon dug her claws into an unearthed tree root nearby, tearing her legs free from the mud, stumbling as she struggled to regain her balance. Behind her, a smaller shape clung with both front talons onto her tail, the mud sucking greedily at the ethereal scales on his sides.

The lightning lashed out again, closer, silver scales illuminating blindingly from the flash. The dragonet whimpered softly, pressing her head against the warmth, trembling violently from fear and cold.

The dragoness dragged herself the rest of the way from the swampy patch, ducking quickly beneath the branches of a massive tree, the smaller one still clinging to her tail. The large dragon readjusted the weight in her arm, shifting to cradle the tiny silver shape as they tore through the forest.

More lightning.

Black scales appeared stark against the flash, a moving shadow that vanished with the light. The dragoness veered sharply away, beads of crimson appearing where the jagged branches slashed at her scales, her rapid pace uneven. The dragonet peered terrified around the silver-scaled arm that held her, the darkness and rain pressing thickly against her vision, the forest appearing pitch black to her young eyes.

Branches snapped.

The dragoness jerked back, grinding her claws into the slick, sludgy ground, the smaller dragon behind her crashing into her, flailing with an alarmed squeak as he collided.

The older dragon immediately whirled around, grabbing the smaller one by his arm and leaping sideways into the thick brush a moment before the mass of black scales ripped open the canopy, claws tearing through the mud as the dark dragon skid to a stop.

Bushes tore. Leaves whipped. Talons pounding, churning the ground, the mud and twigs flying into the air.

A bone-chilling roar sliced the rain-torn forest, the sound echoed by another distant crash of thunder. The dragonet shuddered, pressing harder into the chest of the larger dragon. Wingbeats pounded the leaves as the dragoness ducked beneath a large, low-hanging branch.

The forest opened and she once again skidded to a halt, another jolt of lightning illuminating the open sky above, the tree cover vanishing. The dragoness whipped around, legs bent, ready to charge back into the foliage.

In a flash of white light, the dark shape appeared again, cutting over the egde of the treeline, talons outstretched, wings flung wide, like a wave of darkness descending on the clearing. Silver scales glittered under the curtain-like webbing, the light bouncing off the glittering spots like scattered droplets. Leaves whipped into the air behind it, torn from their branches by the massive wings.

The dragonet watched in horror as the claws connected with the dragoness’s neck, inches from her tiny head, crimson droplets splattering into the lightning-illuminated air. The dragoness slammed into the ground, losing her grip on her cargo, the small silver shape tumbling across the muddy earth.

The dragonet let out a whimpering cough, blinking the soil from her eyes as she stared up at the massive form perched atop the silver dragoness. The mud clung to her scales, dragging at her wings, clumping in her scales. She shivered, talons numb, the frigid rain chilling her bones, fear freezing her mind.

The black dragon yanked a talon back, claws parted, curled inward and down, muscles tensed. Lightning tore open the night again, a large tree exploding into flames and splinters as it did, just beyond the clearing, the flash showing the claws tearing down toward the silver dragon’s throat. She jerked hard away from the larger dragon, silver metal cutting the rain-cluttered air, the small shards slicing the attacking talon.

The curved edges caught her beneath the chin, blood splattering the air again, either from the now shredded talon or the mud-covered dragoness. A roar of fury and pain shook the clearing.

The dragonet flinched, stumbling backward, floundering in the mud and puddles.

Teeth flashed, black scales glittering.

Claws curled around the dragonet’s wings, yanking her back. She slipped, her weight falling back on more silver scales as she did.

More red liquid soaked the ground, both dragons streaming crimson. Lightning flashed again.

The dragonet reached out blindly for the silver shape in front of her, tiny talons grasping for the shoulders of the other.

An agonized shriek ripped the air.

She flung herself forward, feeling her weight supported by slightly larger talons. Her eyes flicked terrified back toward the other dragons, the silhouettes outlined against another bolt of light.

The black dragon lunged forward ruthlessly.

Teeth breached scales. The dragoness screamed again.

Small talons tugged at the dragonet's wings, dragging her away from the nightmarish scene. Her legs hung uselessly in the mud, limp from terror and shock.

In another jolt of light, the black dragon whipped around, teeth glinting red, eyes wild.

Bloodthirsty.

The dragonet let out a wail of fear, lurching forward, suddenly spurred into blind movement as the massive beast leapt toward the two helpless dragons. Stained claws reached. A jagged snarl of delight escaped his throat.

White light bounced off the silver blade, the lightning reflecting on its surface like a falling mirror. The dragoness scrambled in a panic at the slick ground, blood pouring from the gaping tear in her neck, her entire chest and forearms soaked.

The blade stabbed down, aimed for the black dragon's head.

Missing.

The monster roared, rearing back with an ear-splitting screech. Blood sprung onto the jagged tear that ripped across his face, the lightning illuminating the blade as it raked over the scales.

The dragonet coughed as the wave of mud splashed over her, the black dragon shrieking again, filthy, sticky talons clutching at his eye. The dragoness collapsed behind him, shuddering once before going limp. The blade stood, lodged into the ground, unmoving and inanimate.

Small talons wrapped around her forearms, yanking her back again, twigs and dried leaves scraping her sludge-covered scales. Her snout planted undignified into the ground and she snorted, her tail and wings snagging on branches and sticks as she was half pulled, half drug through the underbrush. Another roar sounded behind them, pained but furious, the sound of shredding bushes following closely behind.

The dragonets struggled blindly through the shrubbery, the lightning thundering and flashing still, heavy wingbeats sounding over the treetops.

The talons yanked her back again and suddenly the rain and bushes ended, replaced by damp earth and pitch darkness. Her snout smashed painfully against decaying wood, the smell of rot accompanying the stuffy space. The dragonet whimpered, readjusting still in panic as the other dragon pulled her in tightly, making her feel smothered.

The bushes outside ripped, heavy footsteps churning the ground. Both dragonets froze.

A flash of light outlined the massive shape tearing through the darkness outside, the ridged, dead bush twigs intertwining over the cramped hollow. The beast roared again, grabbing a small tree and tearing it from its roots, hurling the sapling into the dark forest in a seething rage.

The dragonet turned her head away from the entrance, trembling so hard she could hardly sit up, tears streaming down her face and leaving silver streaks over her mud-covered snout. She pressed her head against the other dragonet’s chest, suppressing a whimper as the heavy talons stormed in front of the hollow, trampling the bushes they’d just struggled through.

Minutes dragged on. The two huddled together in crowded silence, listening to the wrathful stomping of the black dragon growing faint, coming closer, fading off again. Back and forth, without let-up, always returning again in his uncoordinated, rage-filled hunt.
The minutes flowed into hours. The talon steps vanished. The rain slowed. Every terrified, soaking, stiff moment dragging on. The dragonet felt her trembling ease, replaced by spontaneous shivering from the frigid mud still coating her scales. The moment kept replaying over and over in her mind. Watching the Nightwing sink his teeth into the throat of the silver dragoness. Watching the horrific tear of scales and flesh before she crumpled forward, her agonizing scream echoing in the dark forest within the dragonet’s mind.

Quiet sobs slowly started to form in her throat, the gentle, choked tears streaming down her neck and the chest of the other dragon. She could feel his tears dripping onto her head as well, silent, contained. His arms were still wrapped around her, both of them clinging to each other as fiercely as before, equally as scared, as desperate.
Why did this have to happen to us, she thought, sucking in another shuddery breath. Everything was okay before.
What are we going to do now?

Eesh, I hope this doesn't seem rushed. Honestly, did I skip too much detail? It was supposed to be kinda fast-paced and a tad chaotic, but idk if I made it too swirled together.
Thoughts?

 

[Blue Raptor]

Helios turned as he felt eyes boring into his hide. “ Hello. Did you bring a different doctor?” He asked the awkward looking CloudWing expectantly. But when he received no response he thought maybe he was not involved in the current situation.

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Helios’ remark startled Shrike out of his trance, and he blinked several times to bring his thoughts to the current situation. The CloudWing’s eyes narrowed, and he suddenly realized that he’d been barring his teeth.
“Do you know who Sol is?” Shrike questioned roughly.

 

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Spoiler: Ring of Ice: Part 1

Rain streamed down the silver scales on the dragonet's forehead, a small shaking talon clumsily swiping at the droplets spraying into her dark eyes.
Lightning tore open the sky again, like the glowing edges of a dragon’s claws raking jagged streaks through the heavy clouds, tearing a gap between realms for but an instant before vanishing again with a vengeful roar. The rain that pounded the ground seemed to coat the air itself, thick and heavy, battering the dragons’ eyes and snouts, like the never-ending thrumming of a waterfall.

Talons landed heavily against the muddy ground, sending a splattering layer of thick sludge spraying up the dragon’s chest, her legs sinking deep into the swampy earth. The dragonet snorted quietly, trying to clear the water from her nose and turning her head away from the mud droplets that flung into the air.
The sliver dragon dug her claws into an unearthed tree root nearby, tearing her legs free from the mud, stumbling as she struggled to regain her balance. Behind her, a smaller shape clung with both front talons onto her tail, the mud sucking greedily at the ethereal scales on his sides.

The lightning lashed out again, closer, silver scales illuminating blindingly from the flash. The dragonet whimpered softly, pressing her head against the warmth, trembling violently from fear and cold.

The dragoness dragged herself the rest of the way from the swampy patch, ducking quickly beneath the branches of a massive tree, the smaller one still clinging to her tail. The large dragon readjusted the weight in her arm, shifting to cradle the tiny silver shape as they tore through the forest.

More lightning.

Black scales appeared stark against the flash, a moving shadow that vanished with the light. The dragoness veered sharply away, beads of crimson appearing where the jagged branches slashed at her scales, her rapid pace uneven. The dragonet peered terrified around the silver-scaled arm that held her, the darkness and rain pressing thickly against her vision, the forest appearing pitch black to her young eyes.

Branches snapped.

The dragoness jerked back, grinding her claws into the slick, sludgy ground, the smaller dragon behind her crashing into her, flailing with an alarmed squeak as he collided.

The older dragon immediately whirled around, grabbing the smaller one by his arm and leaping sideways into the thick brush a moment before the mass of black scales ripped open the canopy, claws tearing through the mud as the dark dragon skid to a stop.

Bushes tore. Leaves whipped. Talons pounding, churning the ground, the mud and twigs flying into the air.

A bone-chilling roar sliced the rain-torn forest, the sound echoed by another distant crash of thunder. The dragonet shuddered, pressing harder into the chest of the larger dragon. Wingbeats pounded the leaves as the dragoness ducked beneath a large, low-hanging branch.

The forest opened and she once again skidded to a halt, another jolt of lightning illuminating the open sky above, the tree cover vanishing. The dragoness whipped around, legs bent, ready to charge back into the foliage.

In a flash of white light, the dark shape appeared again, cutting over the egde of the treeline, talons outstretched, wings flung wide, like a wave of darkness descending on the clearing. Silver scales glittered under the curtain-like webbing, the light bouncing off the glittering spots like scattered droplets. Leaves whipped into the air behind it, torn from their branches by the massive wings.

The dragonet watched in horror as the claws connected with the dragoness’s neck, inches from her tiny head, crimson droplets splattering into the lightning-illuminated air. The dragoness slammed into the ground, losing her grip on her cargo, the small silver shape tumbling across the muddy earth.

The dragonet let out a whimpering cough, blinking the soil from her eyes as she stared up at the massive form perched atop the silver dragoness. The mud clung to her scales, dragging at her wings, clumping in her scales. She shivered, talons numb, the frigid rain chilling her bones, fear freezing her mind.

The black dragon yanked a talon back, claws parted, curled inward and down, muscles tensed. Lightning tore open the night again, a large tree exploding into flames and splinters as it did, just beyond the clearing, the flash showing the claws tearing down toward the silver dragon’s throat. She jerked hard away from the larger dragon, silver metal cutting the rain-cluttered air, the small shards slicing the attacking talon.

The curved edges caught her beneath the chin, blood splattering the air again, either from the now shredded talon or the mud-covered dragoness. A roar of fury and pain shook the clearing.

The dragonet flinched, stumbling backward, floundering in the mud and puddles.
Teeth flashed, black scales glittering.

Claws curled around the dragonet’s wings, yanking her back. She slipped, her weight falling back on more silver scales as she did.

More red liquid soaked the ground, both dragons streaming crimson. Lightning flashed again.

The dragonet reached out blindly for the silver shape in front of her, tiny talons grasping for the shoulders of the other.

An agonized shriek ripped the air.

She flung herself forward, feeling her weight supported by slightly larger talons. Her eyes flicked terrified back toward the other dragons, the silhouettes outlined against another bolt of light.

The black dragon lunged forward ruthlessly.

Teeth breached scales. The dragoness screamed again.

Small talons tugged at the dragonet's wings, dragging her away from the nightmarish scene. Her legs hung uselessly in the mud, limp from terror and shock.

In another jolt of light, the black dragon whipped around, teeth glinting red, eyes wild.

Bloodthirsty.

The dragonet let out a wail of fear, lurching forward, suddenly spurred into blind movement as the massive beast leapt toward the two helpless dragons. Stained claws reached. A jagged snarl of delight escaped his throat.

White light bounced off the silver blade, the lightning reflecting on its surface like a falling mirror. The dragoness scrambled in a panic at the slick ground, blood pouring from the gaping tear in her neck, her entire chest and forearms soaked.

The blade stabbed down, aimed for the black dragon's head.

Missing.

The monster roared, rearing back with an ear-splitting screech. Blood sprung onto the jagged tear that ripped across his face, the lightning illuminating the blade as it raked over the scales.

The dragonet coughed as the wave of mud splashed over her, the black dragon shrieking again, filthy, sticky talons clutching at his eye. The dragoness collapsed behind him, shuddering once before going limp. The blade stood, lodged into the ground, unmoving and inanimate.

Small talons wrapped around her forearms, yanking her back again, twigs and dried leaves scraping her sludge-covered scales. Her snout planted undignified into the ground and she snorted, her tail and wings snagging on branches and sticks as she was half pulled, half drug through the underbrush. Another roar sounded behind them, pained but furious, the sound of shredding bushes following closely behind.

The dragonets struggled blindly through the shrubbery, the lightning thundering and flashing still, heavy wingbeats sounding over the treetops.

The talons yanked her back again and suddenly the rain and bushes ended, replaced by damp earth and pitch darkness. Her snout smashed painfully against decaying wood, the smell of rot accompanying the stuffy space. The dragonet whimpered, readjusting still in panic as the other dragon pulled her in tightly, making her feel smothered.

The bushes outside ripped, heavy footsteps churning the ground. Both dragonets froze.

A flash of light outlined the massive shape tearing through the darkness outside, the ridged, dead bush twigs intertwining over the cramped hollow. The beast roared again, grabbing a small tree and tearing it from its roots, hurling the sapling into the dark forest in a seething rage.

The dragonet turned her head away from the entrance, trembling so hard she could hardly sit up, tears streaming down her face and leaving silver streaks over her mud-covered snout. She pressed her head against the other dragonet’s chest, suppressing a whimper as the heavy talons stormed in front of the hollow, trampling the bushes they’d just struggled through.

Minutes dragged on. The two huddled together in crowded silence, listening to the wrathful stomping of the black dragon growing faint, coming closer, fading off again. Back and forth, without let-up, always returning again in his uncoordinated, rage-filled hunt.
The minutes flowed into hours. The talon steps vanished. The rain slowed. Every terrified, soaking, stiff moment dragging on. The dragonet felt her trembling ease, replaced by spontaneous shivering from the frigid mud still coating her scales. The moment kept replaying over and over in her mind. Watching the Nightwing sink his teeth into the throat of the silver dragoness. Watching the horrific tear of scales and flesh before she crumpled forward, her agonizing scream echoing in the dark forest within the dragonet’s mind.

Quiet sobs slowly started to form in her throat, the gentle, choked tears streaming down her neck and the chest of the other dragon. She could feel his tears dripping onto her head as well, silent, contained. His arms were still wrapped around her, both of them clinging to each other as fiercely as before, equally as scared, as desperate.
Why did this have to happen to us, she thought, sucking in another shuddery breath. Everything was okay before.
What are we going to do now?

Eesh, I hope this doesn't seem rushed. Honestly, did I skip too much detail? It was supposed to be kinda fast-paced and a tad chaotic, but idk if I made it too swirled together.
Thoughts?

Taber WHEN DID YOU GET SO FISHING GOOD.
Oh my goshhh!!

SO. MUCH. POTENTIAL. I AM SO. FRICKEN. HYPED.

One thing I would say it you are very descriptive in maybe a poetic way? And I'm not gonna lie, I totally reread sentences and picked them apart so that I understood. I am wayyy too dumb for this

It was chaotic, and you're absolutely right about that. But if that's what you were going for, then conGRADulations, Cuz. You, uh, definitely succeeded...

One thing begining authors struggle with is pacing- when some scenes fly, and som drag. That's bad. It usually happens when the scene doesn't advance the plot, or it does, but there is useless dialogue or thoughts, and then readers get bored. So keep that in mind for the future. It's something I have to bear in mind when writing Of Heart and Sol, please let me know if you ever feel that way when reading. I definitely would appreciate it.

I thought it was so great, Taber, and I am just beyond excited to keep reading.

 

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Eclipse growled loudly, curling her lip at the human as she slid past, canines glinting menacingly as she glared coldly at him.
"Sol," she called as soon as they cleared the doorway. The Lunarwing picked up her pace, sliding up beside the prince.
"Sol, you shouldn't let him just- just order you around like that. Tobias is your friend, you have every right to be in there- be with him. You don't have to..."
She tried to meet his gaze, her mind scrambling for words.
"Why did you just let him kick you out?"

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Sol stifled a growl, turning his head away from Eclipse. He wasn't used to so many questions all the time. It was overwhelming.
"He's going to help him, Eclipse," Sol moved to the opposite wall, parallel to the door. "I want nothing more."
Tobias didn't ask questions like this. He just knew what was wrong. Everytime. And it was a petty thing, Sol knew, to get upset at someone for trying to care- especially Eclipse's care, because it had literally kept him sane over the past two days. He was in such a vulnerable position. And he was overthinking everything, of course.
Sol closed his eyes and breathed softly. "You don't have to stay, Eclipse." His tone was low and gentle. "You have that dragonet to care for." He opened his eyes and looked at her. "I truly appreciate your kindness. But there are others who would more actively benefit from your assistance. All I can do here is wait."

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Helios’ remark startled Shrike out of his trance, and he blinked several times to bring his thoughts to the current situation. The CloudWing’s eyes narrowed, and he suddenly realized that he’d been barring his teeth.
“Do you know who Sol is?” Shrike questioned roughly.

Kapok blinked rapidly as he stared at Helios, sitting down roughly and reaching up to rub his eyes fiercely.
When he opened them again, the Solarwing king was still there. And he still looked almost exactly like Sol.
The Leafwing slowly shifted his gaze to stare down at Shrike, waiting every moment for the Cloudwing to do something rash.

@Blue Raptor
@Crestcrazy2

 

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Kapok blinked rapidly as he stared at Helios, sitting down roughly and reaching up to rub his eyes fiercely.
When he opened them again, the Solarwing king was still there. And he still looked almost exactly like Sol.
The Leafwing slowly shifted his gaze to stare down at Shrike, waiting every moment for the Cloudwing to do something rash.

@Blue Raptor
@Crestcrazy2

(Y'all, Ferrin did tell them to leave the room, so we should probably work on that in the next scene)

 

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Sol stifled a growl, turning his head away from Eclipse. He wasn't used to so many questions all the time. It was overwhelming.
"He's going to help him, Eclipse," Sol moved to the opposite wall, parallel to the door. "I want nothing more."
Tobias didn't ask questions like this. He just knew what was wrong. Everytime. And it was a petty thing, Sol knew, to get upset at someone for trying to care- especially Eclipse's care, because it had literally kept him sane over the past two days. He was in such a vulnerable position. And he was overthinking everything, of course.
Sol closed his eyes and breathed softly. "You don't have to stay, Eclipse." His tone was low and gentle. "You have that dragonet to care for." He opened his eyes and looked at her. "I truly appreciate your kindness. But there are others who would more actively benefit from your assistance. All I can do here is wait."

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Eclipse stood a short distance from Sol, looking the Solarwing up and down for a long moment.
She could somewhat see why he had been so evasive when they'd first arrived at the checkpoint now. The prince was an absolute wreck. And that part of her mind continued to stress the fact she normally wouldn't have forced herself to keep caring.
The dragoness sighed, slowly pacing toward Sol.
"I don't really have anywhere else to go anyway," she said quietly. "I still can't fly. And I don't know any of these other dragons."
She slid up beside him, brushing her wing firmly against his, trying to offer her comfort.
"Besides. Tobias would probably kill me if I left you all by yourself like this." Eclipse gave him a wry, somewhat sarcastic smile.
"I'm staying right here."

@_-Captain BRM-_
(Why is she so freaking oblivious )

 

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Taber WHEN DID YOU GET SO FISHING GOOD.
Oh my goshhh!!

SO. MUCH. POTENTIAL. I AM SO. FRICKEN. HYPED.

One thing I would say it you are very descriptive in maybe a poetic way? And I'm not gonna lie, I totally reread sentences and picked them apart so that I understood. I am wayyy too dumb for this

It was chaotic, and you're absolutely right about that. But if that's what you were going for, then conGRADulations, Cuz. You, uh, definitely succeeded...

One thing begining authors struggle with is pacing- when some scenes fly, and som drag. That's bad. It usually happens when the scene doesn't advance the plot, or it does, but there is useless dialogue or thoughts, and then readers get bored. So keep that in mind for the future. It's something I have to bear in mind when writing Of Heart and Sol, please let me know if you ever feel that way when reading. I definitely would appreciate it.

I thought it was so great, Taber, and I am just beyond excited to keep reading.

Gosh, thanks Cap, that means a lot coming from you
I do kinda specialize in a more poetic form of descriptive writing, after all, I do write poetry, lol

I was actually thinking as soon as my head hit my pillow last night "shoot, there's literally no dialogue, Cap's gonna be sooooo BORED" so I'm glad it kept you engaged XD

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Gosh, thanks Cap, that means a lot coming from you
I do kinda specialize in a more poetic form of descriptive writing, after all, I do write poetry, lol

I was actually thinking as soon as my head hit my pillow last night "shoot, there's literally no dialogue, Cap's gonna be sooooo BORED" so I'm glad it kept you engaged XD

Yes, I do love dialogue. I was just writing this morning with Fox and Tobe, and it feels so... Fulling? When they just talk and it feels so right. I literally go back to read it because it feels comforting, and I'm proud of it. Dunno, tho. Dialogue reigns supreme.