Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

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Name: Cyprus
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Tribe: Leafwing
Physical appearance: Dark, verdant green with lighter wing veins and extremities. Easily vanishes into any broadleaf forest habitat because of his superb camouflage.
Personality: Sly, quiet but very intelligent. Knows much and speaks little. Calculating but often makes questionable choices. Not a bad fellow at heart, but he's often misunderstood because of his mysterious and somewhat self-oriented nature.
Backstory: Became independent about ten years ago. Never seen or heard from his parents since. Not that he really cares.
 
Leif lurked behind her, nervously glancing behind himself. "Where are we going?" He questioned quietly, squinting to see the SandWing's dim outline ahead of him.
Leif wasn’t imagining it- he could see the SandWing’s outline. There was a dim blue light ahead.
Raptor ignored the IceWing’s question and continued moving deeper into the tunnel. The light grew stronger until they emerged into the end. Small frosty globes of light floated overhead, lighting icy, scraped out shelves in the walls.
Raptor quickly looked at each one, glancing down at the rough lettering scraped out under each shelf.
Some shelves were ominously sealed by ice, the lettering violently scraped until unintelligible.

The sand dragon came to the end of the tunnel, frowning, then turned around and grabbed a couple objects from the shelves before pushing past Leif and beginning to make her way back up the tunnel.
“Don’t touch anything. Follow me.” She said, sliding on two silver wristbands. “How many times again?” She muttered. “Two? Three?” She looked intently at the diamonds in them, sparkling in the light.
 
Reva charged through the RainWing village, spotting a group of guards and diving towards them, hoping to fine Brightscales.

(@Blue Raptor?)
The group of RainWing guards with a blowguns noticed Reva. One spoke up. “Are you here to see Brightscales?” He called loudly.
“That’s QUEEN Brightscales, c’mon guys..” The Rain/Night hybrid shouted, flying over their heads.
“Oh yeah!” The guard said as Brightscales rolled her eyes and flapped to a stop in front of Reva.
“What did Blackflower say?” She asked, her eyes and ruff a worried green color.
 

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