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

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

"You like writing?!" Sapodilla asked. If so, she was very happy to find someone who shared her interests.

"Yeah, it's right after lunch, wish you could come." Phoebee said softly.

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

"Nine years, Luna. Fire. Flesh. Screaming. Luna. Fire. Flesh. Screaming." Recluses eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he fell.

“Recluse!” Myrtle screamed. “Someone help!”

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

“Recluse!” Myrtle screamed. “Someone help!”

Nia heard Myrtle scream for help, and that was all she needed. "Stay here," she said to her dragonets in math class as she ran out the class door. She Flew all the way to Sword Crafting, Nia has a good memory, and she saw Recluse laying on the ground, Myrtle right next to him. She knew what it was.
"Hatikvah!" she screamed.

 

[Isabella7Storm5]

"Yeah, it's right after lunch, wish you could come." Phoebee said softly.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you can make more friends in your class," Sapodilla offered reassurance, "You're nice enough, it shouldn't be too hard, anyways, I should probably get going. We can hang out after class if you want."

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

"Don't worry, I'm sure you can make more friends in your class," Sapodilla offered reassurance, "You're nice enough, it shouldn't be too hard, anyways, I should probably get going. We can hang out after class if you want."

Phoebee smiled. She heard a faint scream for help, and so did Sapodilla. They gave each other a worried glance.

 

[Isabella7Storm5]

Phoebee smiled. She heard a faint scream for help, and so did Sapodilla. They gave each other a worried glance.

"Should we check it out?" Sapodilla wondered out loud, "That sounded like Myrtle and she and I aren't on the best of terms. Are you good in a crisis?"

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

Nia heard Myrtle scream for help, and that was all she needed. "Stay here," she said to her dragonets in math class as she ran out the class door. She Flew all the way to Sword Crafting, Nia has a good memory, and she saw Recluse laying on the ground, Myrtle right next to him. She knew what it was.
"Hatikvah!" she screamed.

“He’s cut his wrist” Myrtle shouted.
Hatikvah flew over. “It’s not anything an animus did. “

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

"Should we check it out?" Sapodilla wondered out loud, "That sounded like Myrtle and she and I aren't on the best of terms. Are you good in a crisis?"

"She hasn't yelled at me yet.. lets go." Phoebee responded.

 

[Bella the Chicken Lover]

“He’s cut his wrist” Myrtle shouted.
Hatikvah flew over. “It’s not anything an animus did. “

"Well what's the problem?!" chimed in Nia.

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

"Well what's the problem?!" chimed in Nia.

“I WILL TELL YOU LATER!” Myrtle shouted at her. “Get more help. Now. “