Of Feathers And Flames- A Wings of Fire AU RP

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Name: Ember
Gender: Female
Age: 9 years
Tribe: half-SkyWing half-SandWing
Physical appearance: Deep orange with gold scale-edges, green eyes
Personality: independent, really smart
Backstory: Mother, a SkyWing, died, and Father is a SandWing in Sand Kingdom. Ember lives in Sky kingdom but is unhappy.

Cap, it already exists mate

 

[Barnette]

Cap, it already exists mate

Wdym?

 

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Wdym?

The form
It's already a thing
I need Cap to see it

 

[Barnette]

The form
It's already a thing
I need Cap to see it

Oh okie

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Cap, it already exists mate

Ohoh, and is it approved?

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Shard squeaked, shooting upright and scrambling away from the tumbling wad of thick fabric. Eclipse allowed a low, soft laugh, twining her tail over the Icewing's shoulders.
"Patience, Sol. We can't leave until the sun is set. If we time it right, we can slip through the Eastern side of the city under cover of darkness, but without wasting too much time."
The Lunarwing met his eyes gently, her head cocked ever so faint, an innocence demanding his comply.
"Trust me, Sol. I've done this sort of thing before."

@_-Captain BRM-_

He flickered a twitching smile and coughed. "I do trust you, Eclipse." He swung his wing against Shard's biting scales. "We have to get this one to the bunker, and collect supplies from the infirmary."

 

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He flickered a twitching smile and coughed. "I do trust you, Eclipse." He swung his wing against Shard's biting scales. "We have to get this one to the bunker, and collect supplies from the infirmary."

The Lunarwing gave a quick nod.
"I'll take her now. Sunspot can help watch her while I'm gone."
A sly grin curled the edges of her mouth and she flared her wings, turning a glance to the sunless crimson sky.
"Even though she won't appreciate babysitting too much."
The Icewing straightened, puffing out her chest as the icicle-sharp spines along her neck flared.
"I'm not a baby."
"Of course not Shard."

@_-Captain BRM-_

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

The Lunarwing gave a quick nod.
"I'll take her now. Sunspot can help watch her while I'm gone."
A sly grin curled the edges of her mouth and she flared her wings, turning a glance to the sunless crimson sky.
"Even though she won't appreciate babysitting too much."
The Icewing straightened, puffing out her chest as the icicle-sharp spines along her neck flared.
"I'm not a baby."
"Of course not Shard."

@_-Captain BRM-_

Part three is just all about Sunspot and Shard wrecking havoc and attempting survival-

We should make a part 3, actually.

Here.

PART THREE

(weow)

Now it's part three.

Yay, guys.

Aaaand what if part three kicks off with them just leaving? Give our momentum a real SHOCKKKK. Yeah?

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

A soundless wind flicked up above the massive hangar, dragging bits of sand in its current. Gen leaned on his left side and rubbed his chaffed ankles together. Flies dispersed at the disturbance.
He wanted to get into the air.
Sol touched down first, billowing his wings in a flaunty way, though his balance was still obviously obscure, and his confidence in the air seemed rather factitious.
"Are you prepared, Gen?" Said the red dragon, leaning to cough in his wing.
"Yes." Gen said, and arching his neck, he shook out his scales and snapped open his dark wings.
Sol leapt into the air again. "There are supplies in the hangar entry. Come grab stuff."
Gen nodded, and he trotted below Sol, dragging his talons through the bouts of sand build-up.

Eclipse waited beside the supplies, and Harper stood beside her. A bit off to the left stood a stranger, and Gen glanced at the dragon, promoting explanation.

 

[Barnette]

A soundless wind flicked up above the massive hangar, dragging bits of sand in its current. Gen leaned on his left side and rubbed his chaffed ankles together. Flies dispersed at the disturbance.
He wanted to get into the air.
Sol touched down first, billowing his wings in a flaunty way, though his balance was still obviously obscure, and his confidence in the air seemed rather factitious.
"Are you prepared, Gen?" Said the red dragon, leaning to cough in his wing.
"Yes." Gen said, and arching his neck, he shook out his scales and snapped open his dark wings.
Sol leapt into the air again. "There are supplies in the hangar entry. Come grab stuff."
Gen nodded, and he trotted below Sol, dragging his talons through the bouts of sand build-up.

Eclipse waited beside the supplies, and Harper stood beside her. A bit off to the left stood a stranger, and Gen glanced at the dragon, promoting explanation.

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!!?? And how do you guys decide whose turn it is to write?