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

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

(Okay, Recluse is in his late thirties, as he stated to Chenoa)
Recluses eyes went wide, and he looked at his nephew, Wolf, who was still telling the story about his tooth.

(Okay, how old? Myrtle is probably 32)

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

(Okay, how old? Myrtle is probably 32)

(37)

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

(37)

That’s only five years difference!

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

(Okay, Recluse is in his late thirties, as he stated to Chenoa)
Recluses eyes went wide, and he looked at his nephew, Wolf, who was still telling the story about his tooth.

{should we tell Recluse how Myrtle feels?} Aella signed to her sister.

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

{should we tell Recluse how Myrtle feels?} Aella signed to her sister.

{Not now, we have to work on him now, admit his love}

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

{Not now, we have to work on him now, admit his love}

{alright. We’re in the cooking class. Let’s make him something as an excuse to visit!}

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

{alright. We’re in the cooking class. Let’s make him something as an excuse to visit!}

{Brilliant!}

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

{Brilliant!}

Soon lunch was over, and it was time for the other classes. Quartz den arena passed quickly, and soon it was time for the bonus classes, which the dragons had chosen.

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

Soon lunch was over, and it was time for the other classes. Quartz den arena passed quickly, and soon it was time for the bonus classes, which the dragons had chosen.

Losses was very kind. Stormy and Aella had good laughs with her in the class.

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

Frieda flew to the cooking class. It was the only class she could be creative. And the queen had not chosen it. In fact, she did not even know!