Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

Something rustled in the canopy. Cyprus' eyes snapped open as he looked up and saw a troop of monkeys swinging through. The Leafwing, rested and now wide awake, stood up with a yawn and a stretch. Night was falling, and now was an opportune time go about without being noticed.
(ok so forget what I said about it being night)
"What do you want me to do?" Atlantis said.
"Well... Oi'm not sure, but, well. We need to kill him." Kalmar grimaced, glancing at the SeaWing and waiting to see his reaction.

(@Bakbuk, you can jump in now with Cyprus.)
Suddenly Cyprus heard a sound that made him go on high alert. Dragons! One of them seemed to be speaking another language of some sort. He needed to find out what they were and if they were hostile. They sure were big.
"They want to kill somebody? That isn't a good sign." The Leafwing thought as his eyes narrowed and his ears turned forward
 
Leif growled, glancing down at his rock. "Show me the, uh, Queen of the SkyWings." A brilliant red blotch appeared, morphing into a young SkyWing. "Excellent." Leif chuckled, suddenly vanishing from the NightWing streets and re-appearing beside the young Queen. "Oh my gosh." She yelped, jumping away from him, "Who- what- oh my gosh." "Hello!" Leif greeted eagerly, "Enchant this dragon to obey my every command." The SkyWing watching him nervously, hundreds of colorful bracelets lined her wrists. "Um, okay," she said slowly. "What is your name?" The SkyWing jumped answering, "Cinta." She blinked freezing in an uncomfortable position with a shocked expression. "How did you- did you just." "Three moons, you are so annoying." Leif growled. "Rule this Kingdom well. Kill any dragon who rebels. I am the King of Pyrrhia and you will take orders from me." Cinta cocked her head at him with a curious expression. "Yes... yes, sir." She whispered calmly. Leif smiled. "Good." And then he vanished once again.
Can you not do anything traumatizing until Blackflower and Atlantis have little chat?
 
(ok so forget what I said about it being night)


Suddenly Cyprus heard a sound that made him go on high alert. Dragons! One of them seemed to be speaking another language of some sort. He needed to find out what they were and if they were hostile. They sure were big.
"They want to kill somebody? That isn't a good sign." The Leafwing thought as his eyes narrowed and his ears turned forward
Pantalians and Pyrrhians speak the same language..
 
"Well... Oi'm not sure, but, well. We need to kill him." Kalmar grimaced, glancing at the SeaWing and waiting to see his reaction.

(@Bakbuk, you can jump in now with Cyprus.)
"I heard of an animus NightWing known as the Darkstalker who wanted the same exact thing. I think Leif copied all of his spells. If memory serves me right, he was originally put to sleep by an animus-touched bracelet. Then after a few thousand years it got damaged, then he woke up and continued his quest to become King of the NightWings, and possibly all Pyrrhia. Then by animus magic he was turned back into a little dragonet and had none of the powers he had before" Atlantis said. "I think those are our only 2 options"
 

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