Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

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Reva wheeled around spitting, "Ha. And how can you help? Do they even expect hybrids in the Ice Kingdom?" She flew on, expecting the IceWing to follow.
Walrus hovered in the air for a moment, suddenly feeling two times heavier, like her wings couldn't support her anymore. She started at the faraway shape of Reva, which was becoming less visible by the second, with her jaw dropped open.

She knows. She realized, staring down miserably at her bioluminescent scales and thick tail. It was pretty obvious that she was a hybrid, now that she thought about it. Of course Reva would notice. What did it matter anyway, if she was a hybrid? And plus... Reva looked a bit like a hybrid herself.
Walrus looked up at the now-almost-unidentifiable shape of the RainWing. Would Queen Owl kill her? It didn't sound like something she would do, but her guards might.
Or... would she kill Queen Owl, if she denied to helping the rainforest?
On the first talon, Reva was right. How would Walrus help? What could she do, really?
On the second talon, though, it didn't hurt to follow. And what if she could be of help. And if Reva was a SeaWing hybrid, like Walrus suspected, shouldn't she help her own tribe, if she could? Or help Queen Owl, if she had to. Realizing how far behind she was, she angled her wings to catch a gust of wind and glided after Reva.
 
Raptor slowly turned around, the guards gathered around her. Her black eyes seemed to stare right through Leif as she gave a sickly smile.
“Do you REALLY want to talk like that to our faces?” She hissed, her voice full of malice. “You DO know that I am the leader of the Scorpion Den, right? Your asking for a knife in the throat the way your talking, IceWing.” Several dragon’s barbed tails flicked threateningly.
"Oh, don't even." Leif rolled his eyes, annoyed. "You only wish you could threaten me." He flashed a challenging smile. "You brought me all the way out here for a reason. You wouldn't- couldn't kill me now." He sauntered up to her, the icicle like spikes raising down his neck and spine menacingly. "What would that reason be, SandWing?"
 
Walrus hovered in the air for a moment, suddenly feeling two times heavier, like her wings couldn't support her anymore. She started at the faraway shape of Reva, which was becoming less visible by the second, with her jaw dropped open.

She knows. She realized, staring down miserably at her bioluminescent scales and thick tail. It was pretty obvious that she was a hybrid, now that she thought about it. Of course Reva would notice. What did it matter anyway, if she was a hybrid? And plus... Reva looked a bit like a hybrid herself.
Walrus looked up at the now-almost-unidentifiable shape of the RainWing. Would Queen Owl kill her? It didn't sound like something she would do, but her guards might.
Or... would she kill Queen Owl, if she denied to helping the rainforest?
On the first talon, Reva was right. How would Walrus help? What could she do, really?
On the second talon, though, it didn't hurt to follow. And what if she could be of help. And if Reva was a SeaWing hybrid, like Walrus suspected, shouldn't she help her own tribe, if she could? Or help Queen Owl, if she had to. Realizing how far behind she was, she angled her wings to catch a gust of wind and glided after Reva.
Reva glanced to see if the IceWing was following her. Sure enough, the dragon was there, approaching rapidly. Reva growled and tipped her wings to the air, slowing down until she was beside Walrus. "SeaWing?" She murmured, flashing her bioluminescent scales.
 
Atlantis barked out a laugh. “I don’t think it’s only you and me thinking like that. She’s not safe for sure, but I can’t think of what to do.” He said, shrugging as flew.
"Oi think it's time... Ah, brother fo'ive me, but she isn't fit ta rule any longer. Oi think it's time we replace our Queen." Kalmar's throat tightened as he said it. How could he speak against the Queen? "But 'ou and I know the problem wit dhat. No livin' relatives." He grumbled.

(Atlantis could maaayyybe use his Animus powers to find a (the closest) relative??)
 
"Oi think it's time... Ah, brother fo'ive me, but she isn't fit ta rule any longer. Oi think it's time we replace our Queen." Kalmar's throat tightened as he said it. How could he speak against the Queen? "But 'ou and I know the problem wit dhat. No livin' relatives." He grumbled.

(Atlantis could maaayyybe use his Animus powers to find a (the closest) relative??)
( lol yeah maybe! I love his accent btw!)

Atlantis was silent, he knew this to be true, but it was hard to think such things about the Queen. “Exactly, it’d be hard enough even if she had a daughter.” As He said this, the idea of using his powers to find a fit ruler came into his head. He rarely used them, it was hard to know what was right to do with such power, but he’d figured most of it out. “once I’m alone.” He promised himself. They flew on, seeing the far off beach on the horizon.
 
( lol yeah maybe! I love his accent btw!)

Atlantis was silent, he knew this to be true, but it was hard to think such things about the Queen. “Exactly, it’d be hard enough even if she had a daughter.” As He said this, the idea of using his powers to find a fit ruler came into his head. He rarely used them, it was hard to know what was right to do with such power, but he’d figured most of it out. “once I’m alone.” He promised himself. They flew on, seeing the far off beach on the horizon.
"I... Oi 'ate to say it, 'Lantis, but we're the Queen's advisor's. We're tah, 'ou know, due wot's best for the tribe. Koi's dangerous. Et 'omes down to us like dhat. We oare the ones that's supposed tah be keepin' tah peace. Brother, I think we need tah due sometin' about Koi. I don't think," he gave Atlantis a worried look, "I don't think the SeaWing Kingdom will last mauch longer unda 'er rule. We need tah due somethins 'bout it." He looked to Atlantis nervously, awaiting a reply and praying it would be on his side. "I mean, did 'ou see wot 'appened to dhat liddle dragonet yesterday? She's bloody mad. Imagine et's mauch loik 'aving Albatross all over again."
 
"I... Oi 'ate to say it, 'Lantis, but we're the Queen's advisor's. We're tah, 'ou know, due wot's best for the tribe. Koi's dangerous. Et 'omes down to us like dhat. We oare the ones that's supposed tah be keepin' tah peace. Brother, I think we need tah due sometin' about Koi. I don't think," he gave Atlantis a worried look, "I don't think the SeaWing Kingdom will last mauch longer unda 'er rule. We need tah due somethins 'bout it." He looked to Atlantis nervously, awaiting a reply and praying it would be on his side. "I mean, did 'ou see wot 'appened to dhat liddle dragonet yesterday? She's bloody mad. Imagine et's mauch loik 'aving Albatross all over again."
Atlantis listened to him intently, grimacing at the mention of Albatross, of course he’d only heard the old stories but it sounded awful. “No you’re…you’re right. I’ll start looking for a replacement as soon as I can, but keep this under your wings for now. He gave kalmar a knowing glance and then fell silent, his brain working at a solution.
 
Cyprus ran back through the forest. He didn't know why he was doing this, but since he was, he knew he'd better hurry.
The Leafwing finally made it back to the sundew and the Hivewing. He needed to act quickly.


Suddenly Cicada saw a huge knife whirling through the air, straight towards her head. It was about to hit her, but just barely missed. Instead it came in contact with the vine that was holding her left wrist and severed it with a sharp *THWACK*. The top half of her body swung upside-down, as the only part that the plant still held was her legs and one wing.
Cicada reached down painfully and cut through the remaining vines with her stinger.
She fell to the ground with a thump. “Owww..” she moaned. Her scales were coated in sticky slime from the sundew, and grass blades stuck to her side that she’d fallen on.
She looked up at Cyprus with a wince. “Ah, th- thank you,” She said, entirely expecting him to fly off now that she was free. “You know. For not- leaving me there.”
 
"Oh, don't even." Leif rolled his eyes, annoyed. "You only wish you could threaten me." He flashed a challenging smile. "You brought me all the way out here for a reason. You wouldn't- couldn't kill me now." He sauntered up to her, the icicle like spikes raising down his neck and spine menacingly. "What would that reason be, SandWing?"
Raptor’s tail coiled. She knew that he was right. Unfortunately.
She didn’t let him see the anger that threatened to spill over. Instead, she kept her voice cool.
“Your an animus, IceWing.”
The guards looked surprised, and gripped their spears tightly.
“You didn’t think I noticed that your not affected by the heat anymore? She glanced over his body and a ring caught her eye. You’ve enchanted that ring.” She said. She reached into her black satchel and pulled out a light, silvery tiara. “The gift of strength.” Then she mentioned to her wrists. “The gift of stealth.” Then she pulled out a flat piece of black stone, admiring it.
“It took me forever to find this. The Obsidian Mirror.” The SandWing tossed everything to the floor casually.
“But your just what I need to ensure my proper place in this world.” She glanced around the dusty palace walls. “Which is NOT here.” She spat.
 

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