Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

"Let me ask you a question." He stared directly back, no emotion showing whatsoever.

"Why be evil?" The Leafwing asked rather plainly, point-blank.
Leif's eyes narrowed, then his expression relaxed, and he straightened, still meeting the LeafWing's gaze. "I- I am the hero of this story. I am uniting Pyrrhia as one nation under one ruler." He hesitated, finally looking away from the LeafWing, taking a shaky breath as panic pulsed in his chest. So much of him was gone. Moments ago, he had admitted to being evil. And he wanted to except that. But he was terrified. Leif had pushed away the emotion, replacing it with anger. Chenoa had seen a glimpse of what plagued his mind back in the dungeons. But it was horrifying. He didn't want to be remembered as the second Darkstalker. He didn't want to be remembered as the High King who slaughtered entire tribes to get there. But he has been consumed by his pride. And now he was those things. The muscles jumped in Leif's clenched jaw as he turned back to the LeafWing. He waited in solemn silence to hear the LeafWing's reply.
 
Leif slammed his fist into the SandWing's chest, sending her spiraling off the terrace. "Catch yourself!" He yelped the order, forgetting that he couldn't control her and realizing he didn't want to find Raptor's broken body below.

Leif cocked his head at the LeafWing, a dark smile creeping though his concerned expression. Leif met his gaze, a challenging look in his eye.
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“Ya think?” Raptor yelped as she dissapeared over the edge. She snapped her wings open, catching herself midair and spiraling back up. *I need to get to Gila before Leif does something bad.* She thought determinedly as she flew back towards the SadWing army.
“Gila!” She shouted, scanning for him.
 
Leif's eyes narrowed, then his expression relaxed, and he straightened, still meeting the LeafWing's gaze. "I- I am the hero of this story. I am uniting Pyrrhia as one nation under one ruler." He hesitated, finally looking away from the LeafWing, taking a shaky breath as panic pulsed in his chest. So much of him was gone. Moments ago, he had admitted to being evil. And he wanted to except that. But he was terrified. Leif had pushed away the emotion, replacing it with anger. Chenoa had seen a glimpse of what plagued his mind back in the dungeons. But it was horrifying. He didn't want to be remembered as the second Darkstalker. He didn't want to be remembered as the High King who slaughtered entire tribes to get there. But he has been consumed by his pride. And now he was those things. The muscles jumped in Leif's clenched jaw as he turned back to the LeafWing. He waited in solemn silence to hear the LeafWing's reply.
Cyprus shook his head a little and thought for a moment.

"Why do you believe that all tribes of Pyrrhia need one king?" He questioned, trying to see what the Icewing was hiding behind all of this.
 
Leif's eyes narrowed, then his expression relaxed, and he straightened, still meeting the LeafWing's gaze. "I- I am the hero of this story. I am uniting Pyrrhia as one nation under one ruler." He hesitated, finally looking away from the LeafWing, taking a shaky breath as panic pulsed in his chest. So much of him was gone. Moments ago, he had admitted to being evil. And he wanted to except that. But he was terrified. Leif had pushed away the emotion, replacing it with anger. Chenoa had seen a glimpse of what plagued his mind back in the dungeons. But it was horrifying. He didn't want to be remembered as the second Darkstalker. He didn't want to be remembered as the High King who slaughtered entire tribes to get there. But he has been consumed by his pride. And now he was those things. The muscles jumped in Leif's clenched jaw as he turned back to the LeafWing. He waited in solemn silence to hear the LeafWing's reply.
Cyprus shook his head a little and thought for a moment.

"Why do you believe that all tribes of Pyrrhia need one king?" He questioned, trying to see what the Icewing was hiding behind all of this.
Ender jumped over to where Cyprus stood, and handed him a broken beaded bracelet. “You dropped this.” He said casually, and ducked his head near the LeafWing’s ear.
“He’s scared that he’s turned evil.” Ender whispered in a rush, barely audible. “He doesn’t want to become a second Darkstalker, but he’s afraid it’s too late to save himself.” The NightWing cleared his throat loudly. “Sorry, I broke it.” He said aloud.
*Well, now the LeafWing knows I can read minds.* He thought dejectedly. *There goes another dragon’s trust.*
 
Ender jumped over to where Cyprus stood, and handed him a broken beaded bracelet. “You dropped this.” He said casually, and ducked his head near the LeafWing’s ear.
“He’s scared that he’s turned evil.” Ender whispered in a rush, barely audible. “He doesn’t want to become a second Darkstalker, but he’s afraid it’s too late to save himself.” The NightWing cleared his throat loudly. “Sorry, I broke it.” He said aloud.
*Well, now the LeafWing knows I can read minds.* He thought dejectedly. *There goes another dragon’s trust.*
"Oh- thanks." Cyprus said. "It's ok, it was always falling off anyhow." The Leafwing said feigning annoyance as he dropped it in his satchel.
He gave Ender a reassuring nudge with his tail behind the Nightwing's back.
 
Leif's eyes narrowed, then his expression relaxed, and he straightened, still meeting the LeafWing's gaze. "I- I am the hero of this story. I am uniting Pyrrhia as one nation under one ruler." He hesitated, finally looking away from the LeafWing, taking a shaky breath as panic pulsed in his chest. So much of him was gone. Moments ago, he had admitted to being evil. And he wanted to except that. But he was terrified. Leif had pushed away the emotion, replacing it with anger. Chenoa had seen a glimpse of what plagued his mind back in the dungeons. But it was horrifying. He didn't want to be remembered as the second Darkstalker. He didn't want to be remembered as the High King who slaughtered entire tribes to get there. But he has been consumed by his pride. And now he was those things. The muscles jumped in Leif's clenched jaw as he turned back to the LeafWing. He waited in solemn silence to hear the LeafWing's reply.
Chenoa was almost completely frozen, but she was still able to sing, since she couldn’t talk. Apparently Leif didn’t put that in his spell. “You can still change if you want to. I can get you help. You can be the peaceful king of Pyrria. But only if you can unfreeze me.“
 
Chenoa was almost completely frozen, but she was still able to sing, since she couldn’t talk. Apparently Leif didn’t put that in his spell. “You can still change if you want to. I can get you help. You can be the peaceful king of Pyrria. But only if you can unfreeze me.“
Oh me garsh singing is still speaking, just in a different tone of voice.
 

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