Wings of Fire ~ The RP Part 2: Hope on the Horizon

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

Okay. I am going to be gone for the whole day. Bye!

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

I’m going to be gone until at least Tuesday. Possibly longer. Bye!

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

@Bella the Chicken Lover

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

“What is it?” Frieda asked excitedly

"We will have you not kill Chenoa, but warn her, when your mother comes, I will be waiting, and trap her, and turn her in. No one will get hurt, except possibly me, your mother is a good fighter." Recluse laughed.

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

"We will have you not kill Chenoa, but warn her, when your mother comes, I will be waiting, and trap her, and turn her in. No one will get hurt, except possibly me, your mother is a good fighter." Recluse laughed.

“Alright. Thank you.” She smiled. “Well, I should probably sneak back to my den! Good night!” The IceWing flew away, slightly worried about Recluse getting hurt. She brushed it aside. He was a professional fighter! He would be fine.

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

“Alright. Thank you.” She smiled. “Well, I should probably sneak back to my den! Good night!” The IceWing flew away, slightly worried about Recluse getting hurt. She brushed it aside. He was a professional fighter! He would be fine.

Recluse slumped back into bed, and by some miracle, fell asleep.

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

Nia glared at Myrtle. "You wouldn't even let me help save Recluse! Why do you want to speak to my daughters?!" she questioned.
"Auntie! Stormy and Aella rushed out. "She's our friend!"

“I just have a lot on my mind, and thought my adopted daughters could help me sort my thoughts!” Myrtle glared back, smiling at the dragonets.

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

“I just have a lot on my mind, and thought my adopted daughters could help me sort my thoughts!” Myrtle glared back, smiling at the dragonets.

Nia's eyes went wide. She glared and slammed the door.

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

Nia's eyes went wide. She glared and slammed the door.

“We’ll fine then. I’ll keep my thoughts to myself. I always have. “ Myrtle whispered.
[oh no. Myrtle wasn’t supposed to tell you that!] Aella signed to her guardian.

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

“We’ll fine then. I’ll keep my thoughts to myself. I always have. “ Myrtle whispered.
[oh no. Myrtle wasn’t supposed to tell you that!] Aella signed to her guardian.

“We’ll fine then. I’ll keep my thoughts to myself. I always have. “ Myrtle whispered.
[oh no. Myrtle wasn’t supposed to tell you that!] Aella signed to her guardian.

@Bella the Chicken Lover