Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

[_-Captain BRM-_]

“Oh, I broke my wing. It’s… fine. “

Leif stood slowly, tripping as he did so. "Show me the school. I will enchant something to heal you." Maybe this time it would finish him off...

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

Leif stood slowly, tripping as he did so. "Show me the school. I will enchant something to heal you." Maybe this time it would finish him off...

She caught him and helped the IceWing stand up. “Leif dear, why do you want to die?” Chenoa read his mind.

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

*technically speaking, no. But then, are Leif’s talons okay either?*

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

She caught him and helped the IceWing stand up. “Leif dear, why do you want to die?” Chenoa read his mind.

Leif shook his head, wordlessly. "Get out of my head. Take me to the school."

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

Leif shook his head, wordlessly. "Get out of my head. Take me to the school."

“Alright. Sorry. Come on. I need to return this blanket to one of the dens anyway. “ she nodded towards the woven vine blanket. “I’ll give you a tour of Amber Sky Academy of Pyrria. I probably should give me a tour too. “

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

“Alright. Sorry. Come on. I need to return this blanket to one of the dens anyway. “ she nodded towards the woven vine blanket. “I’ll give you a tour of Amber Sky Academy of Pyrria. I probably should give me a tour too. “

Leif shook as he followed her. He did not trust Chenoa. Not in the  slightest. As he followed her, a blur of red caught his eye. Leif stiffened.
The SkyWing disappeared behind thick tree line.
The Prince growled. "We are not alone."

 

[Crestcrazy2]

"How did you know that he was an Icewing Allie?!" she asked, surprised.

Mavros chuckled, looked her dead in the eyes and then his face become emotionless, a stone cold void. “I can read your mind, Pyla…” he said in a low guttural voice. Her face became one of pure terror and shock. Mavros almost burst out laughing.
“I’m kidding, dear.” He said quickly, giving her a wink and a grin before laughing at his own joke. “It was a guess, you’ve obviously been involved with Icewings a fair amount and so I thought maybe it was one of them.”

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

Leif shook as he followed her. He did not trust Chenoa. Not in the  slightest. As he followed her, a blur of red caught his eye. Leif stiffened.
The SkyWing disappeared behind thick tree line.
The Prince growled. "We are not alone."

(Who is the SkyWing?)
“Oh heavens. You should probably go into the school. I will talk to the dragon if they come out. What tribe was it from?” Chenoa asked. She needed to make sure that Leif was not killed.

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

(Who is the SkyWing?)
“Oh heavens. You should probably go into the school. I will talk to the dragon if they come out. What tribe was it from?” Chenoa asked. She needed to make sure that Leif was not killed.

"No, no. I will not run." He turned back from the school. "It was a SkyWing." Leif winced, repositioning himself. Everything was painful- no matter which way he stood. His wrists shook, threatening to buckle beneath his weight.

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

"No, no. I will not run." He turned back from the school. "It was a SkyWing." Leif winced, repositioning himself. Everything was painful- no matter which way he stood. His wrists shook, threatening to buckle beneath his weight.

"No, no. I will not run." He turned back from the school. "It was a SkyWing." Leif winced, repositioning himself. Everything was painful- no matter which way he stood. His wrists shook, threatening to buckle beneath his weight.

“Ah. I see. Then at least put back your protection spell.” Chenoa replied. “And we probably should both go into the school. It looks like you may have sprained your wrist”