~The Forests of Avalon, A Dragon Roleplay~

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"hello!" Niernen called out again looking for anyone that could help him with her, he knew nothing about healing and he didn't even know what was wrong with her! He searched all over the city but still found nobody that could help him with Brisingur. Niernen sat down on the steps he found Brisingur on and thought, what can i do to help her? To him she looked completely unharmed so she must not have been hurt to put her in her current state, so the only thing he could think of was that she had been flying a long distance very quickly. So what could he do to help her?

Meanwhile Brisingur sat motionless in the den still unconcious but no longer shaking, it was warmer in the den than outdoors because of its depth. Brisingur was laying on a soft bed of animal skins that provided extra warmth and comfort.
(hows that?)
 
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well at least i did better
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Name: Sapphire
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior (If Open)
Appearance: Her head is adorned with two Ebony horns coming out strait back. She has Sapphire spikes running down her neck, back, and tail. Her wings are sleek and that allows her to move quickly. The top of her head, neck, torso legs, tail, and wings. Under her head, neck, torso. legs, and tail. Her teeth, and claws are Ebony. Hey eyes are Emerald Green.
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Personality: She is sweet and has a tender heart, she loves to sing and dance, she will fight for her city.

City: (Pelendava)
BYC Username: Trixie Belden

Helped by my brother, ParagonGuide13.

 
Rauthr was wandering around in caronia looking for something to do. That she could tell nobody was anywhere near her. "well this is depressing" she said looking around her at the desolate landscape, she looked over and saw a small pink flower growing out of the black scorched ground "how pretty" she said sarcastically then burnt the flower. Rauthr never liked flowers, their pollen got all over her scales and she hated trying to clean pollen off.
 
Christina winced as the thin branches at the tops of the trees slapped painfully against her as she plummeted through them, still slowing... just not fast enough. The first thick branch came up from below and she braced herself for the impact, breaking through the first, second and then bouncing off the ground. She wrapped her wings around herself again just before impact so that they didn't break, then skidded, tumbled and flopped across the rough ground, eventually coming to a halt a few meters from where she hit.

All she could do was lie there, stunned. She couldn't feel her limbs, everything seemed frozen in place.
(You don't have to reply, I'm just moving the front page to this post so I wanted to save it somewhere :p)
 
"hello!" Niernen called out again looking for anyone that could help him with her, he knew nothing about healing and he didn't even know what was wrong with her! He searched all over the city but still found nobody that could help him with Brisingur. Niernen sat down on the steps he found Brisingur on and thought, what can i do to help her? To him she looked completely unharmed so she must not have been hurt to put her in her current state, so the only thing he could think of was that she had been flying a long distance very quickly. So what could he do to help her?

Meanwhile Brisingur sat motionless in the den still unconcious but no longer shaking, it was warmer in the den than outdoors because of its depth. Brisingur was laying on a soft bed of animal skins that provided extra warmth and comfort.
(hows that?)
 
Kyra poked her head around the corner, hearing someone call for help. In her claws she held a bunch of leaves, oddly colored and shaped with funny scents. Her face was furrowed into the frown of a much older dragon, but still held the light and cheerfulness of someone young. "Yes?"
 
niernen whipped his head around and inspected her for a moment. "uh... hi, i found a dragoness on the steps of this building and she was in pretty bad shape. I wasn't sure what to do so i took her back to my den" he said pointing first to where he had found brisingur and then towards where his den was "can you help me?" he asked her. he was hoping she would say yes, he really didn't wan't the pretty dragoness to get sick because of his lack of education as a healer.
brisingur stirred in the den, her body was beginning to recover but she was very tired from her flight still.
 
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