Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

[Summer_]

Leif is not dead.

(he was rick rolled )

 

[Crestcrazy2]

“That was the plan.” Venom said firmly. “Why are you questioning it now? If I allow the MineralWings to live, the tribes to mingle, then our dragons will become weaker. Those dragons don’t have anything dangerous or powerful our tribe can inherit. They’re weak, and we’re strong. It’s survival of the fittest, and we will die out if we don’t expand. Because you know what Aphono?” The queen’s amber eyes stared hard into his.
“Other than the MineralWings, our tribe is the weakest and smallest. We need to grow our numbers, like ants.” She smirked wryly. “A pretty lame-sounding term right? An ant isn’t super powerful by itself, or even with a small group, but have you even dug into an ant mound? The whole colony swarms and you freak out.” She laughed.
“Our numbers will be so many, and yet no one will know because we’re living right beneath their stupid, oblivious noses. But in order to do that-” her tone hardened again.
“We need more territory. This is for our tribe’s best good, and with less dragons in the way, we can grow. Other tribes will live to respect and fear us. Even the original tribes.”

Aphono nodded once, setting his face to an emotionless state. “I am sorry, my Queen. It is simply my nature to question all paths I walk down.” He said sincerely.
“I shall tell the soldiers of our plans?” He asked, and when she agreed he strode through the large doors and into the Webbed Palace.

After notifying the guards and soldiers of the plans, Aphono went down to the central town in the middle of their territory. Swooping low over the dry shrubbery and landing in the backyard of his family’s home, a giant silken cocoon attached to the side of a couple of large redwood trees with openings on all floors, It was partially built into the root system of the tree. A wiry young Webwing played in the dry grass outside, his head popping out of the grass as Aphono landed.
“Aphono!”
“Wolf!”
They both hugged tightly, Aphono rubbed his younger brothers head and smiled down at him. He hadn’t yet grown out his wings, so only stubs sprouted from his back. He was black with a light brown color everywhere else. “I’ve missed you Wolfy, how’s mum and dad?” he asked enthusiastically.
“They’re good! Dad got promoted to captain!” Wolf said excitedly while Aphono held back a groan. A Captain of the soldiers, the soldiers that were about to go to war.
“And how’s Celene?” He asked instead.
“She’s good, doesn’t come around much now that she’s ~iN LoVe~.” Wolf said in a goofy voice with a face that matched.
Aphono chuckled, Drone was Celenes new partner, something he was jealous of. He could never find a dragon that suited him like she’d found one for her.
Eight pairs of eyes suddenly Peered out at them from the same bushes wolf had hidden in.

 

[-Kiwi-]

(Bllaaaauuugh.

Spoiler: 🙄

Leif is not dead.

And I can explain why the Obsidian Mirror did not show him. You will not be able to find his location either. I want to keep the somewhat mystery, but if you need more information in order to RP correctly, please ask.)

(I’m sorry I just don’t wanna get thinks wrong please forgive me )

 

[-Kiwi-]

"He isn't dead." Aloe growled. "He can't be dead. He's an  Animus. It must be some sorta... trick." She glanced at Gila hopefully. "Can you enchant something to confirm his death?" She snatched a scroll from the wall, smacking Gila lightly on the head, then shoving in into his talons. "Ask it some questions."

“Okay okay,” said Gila, taking the scroll with a wounded expression. “Scroll, where is Leif the IceWing right now?” Nothing. “Tell me if Leif of the IceWings is dead.” Nothing.
Gila paused, squinting at the scroll as if he could intimidate it into listening.
“It’s not working, boss,” he said eventually, passing the scroll to Aloe. His own curiosity was tearing him apart though. Maybe he could plan something more well thought out later to get to the bottom of this.

 

[Blue Raptor]

(Bllaaaauuugh.

Spoiler: 🙄

Leif is not dead.

And I can explain why the Obsidian Mirror did not show him. You will not be able to find his location either. I want to keep the somewhat mystery, but if you need more information in order to RP correctly, please ask.)

Oh.
I thought he was dead.
So is my post still accurate, cause someone angy-reacted.

 

[Blue Raptor]

Aphono nodded once, setting his face to an emotionless state. “I am sorry, my Queen. It is simply my nature to question all paths I walk down.” He said sincerely.
“I shall tell the soldiers of our plans?” He asked, and when she agreed he strode through the large doors and into the Webbed Palace.

She didn’t agree though, she would’ve said that most WebWings know that they’re going to push borders, and most soldiers know they’re going to go for the MineralWings.

 

[Blue Raptor]

“Okay okay,” said Gila, taking the scroll with a wounded expression. “Scroll, where is Leif the IceWing right now?” Nothing. “Tell me if Leif of the IceWings is dead.” Nothing.
Gila paused, squinting at the scroll as if he could intimidate it into listening.
“It’s not working, boss,” he said eventually, passing the scroll to Aloe. His own curiosity was tearing him apart though. Maybe he could plan something more well thought out later to get to the bottom of this.

“That’s weird.” Raptor said with a huff, in an agitated tone of voice. “And stop calling me ‘boss’, it’s weird.”

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Oh.
I thought he was dead.
So is my post still accurate, cause someone angy-reacted.

(Ah, that would be Shabs. I was letting Leif's "death" drive Shabby mad a bit, but then I had to outright say, yuh he's alive. Your post is still accurate.)

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

(Ah, that would be Shabs. I was letting Leif's "death" drive Shabby mad a bit, but then I had to outright say, yuh he's alive. Your post is still accurate.)

( )

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

“Okay okay,” said Gila, taking the scroll with a wounded expression. “Scroll, where is Leif the IceWing right now?” Nothing. “Tell me if Leif of the IceWings is dead.” Nothing.
Gila paused, squinting at the scroll as if he could intimidate it into listening.
“It’s not working, boss,” he said eventually, passing the scroll to Aloe. His own curiosity was tearing him apart though. Maybe he could plan something more well thought out later to get to the bottom of this.

“That’s weird.” Raptor said with a huff, in an agitated tone of voice. “And stop calling me ‘boss’, it’s weird.”

"My word, you are garbage at this." Aloe shoved the scroll back at Gila. "Enchant it first, then ask whether he's dead or not. Hey, enchant the scroll to answer all your questions. That could be useful."