Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

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(Well, Blackflower and Brightscales aren't exactly half RainWing and half NightWing. Sure, they have both tribes in them, but they are not half. Do you know what I mean? So, Reva would have to be RainWing/NightWing/SeaWing, right?)
(Because their mum wasn't pure RainWing (or Night)?)
 
Uh-oh another Albatross! 😂
You meant Abyss right?
Lol it’s just that Abyss’s aquatic isn’t the greatest cuz he’s barely been taught about it to my knowledge, so I’m making it like he’s not very fluent and it’s hard for deepstar to understand 😆
I did a headshot of a WebWing, but I probably do need to make drawings.
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THAT’S SO AWESOME!!!!
"Okay" said Abyss.
Deepstar slowly led the lost dragon out of the winding caves, shed got lost her first time in this one as well. As soon as the opening was close, deepstar swam for it. She glided out into the open ocean and decided it would be easier to talk with this dragon above water. She broke the waters surface and crawled onto the beach, shaking the water from her scales.
 
Deepstar slowly led the lost dragon out of the winding caves, shed got lost her first time in this one as well. As soon as the opening was close, deepstar swam for it. She glided out into the open ocean and decided it would be easier to talk with this dragon above water. She broke the waters surface and crawled onto the beach, shaking the water from her scales.
"Thanks for getting me out" Abyss said. "So who and what are you?"
 
(Well, Blackflower and Brightscales aren't exactly half RainWing and half NightWing. Sure, they have both tribes in them, but they are not half. Do you know what I mean? So, Reva would have to be RainWing/NightWing/SeaWing, right?)
I believe the lore should be:
RainWing mom,
NightWing dad,
Have: Blackflower, Brightscales, & 3 brother.
Then NightWing dad dies,
RainWing mom,
And SeaWing dad,
Have: Reva & 1 brother.
Does this make sense. 😂
 
Reva stiffened, lifting her head higher. "I'm a general." She growled, "That's what we do." She faced her sister, doing her best to keep the orange scales attempting to creep through at bay. "How has the kingdom been?" She questioned, directing her attention back to the growing mob of dragons below as the sun sank, replaced by a pastel pink sky, slowly being eaten away by the night sky.
Blackflower’s attempt to joke dropped, and her face fell, turning away so that her sister wouldn’t see. Why had she expected Reva to joke? She wasn’t that type of dragon.

“Doing just as well as it can, I suppose.” She said, gazing over the kingdom with a blank face. She paused. “You went to the RainWing kingdom recently? Or somewhere else?”

(Yes, but reversed? So Reva can keep her older domineering posture? 🤣)
Oh, yes of course. 👍
 
"Thanks for getting me out" Abyss said. "So who and what are you?"
Deepstar looked him over curiously, she was shocked at how similar they looked. “The name is Deepstar. I’m a Seawing.” She said, lying about the last part, she hated it when dragons thought differently about her just because she wasn’t a pure species. “Your aquatic is a little hard to understand, your name is Albatross?”
 
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Raptor shivered, her breath visible in the stark air.
Why oh WHY did the Ice Kingdom just have to be this COLD??
She hated it. The climate went against the very nature of SandWings. Could anything possible be this torturous?

Well, perhaps the Kingdom of Sea. It was pretty comparable, the water was FREEZING.
But it was nothing compared to this. This was true torture.

The SandWing narrowed her black eyes against the blindingly white snow. Whiter than the whitest sand? How was that even POSSIBLE??
She pulled her light grey cloak around her shoulders, attempting to stave off the cold- but nothing would help.

Raptor blew a small flame, which barely sparked, and immediately went out in the sharp breeze.
Great. Wonderful.
The SandWing snarled, trying to hurry through the snow, which was FREAKING COLD, and made it back into the castle.
A chill ran down her spine, not from fear, just from the intense coldness. It was slightly better inside, still cold, but no wind.

“Back already?” Raptor froze.
“Yes sir. Nothing interesting to report I’m afraid.”
She heard the sound of a dragon stiffening up. “You know better than to speak like that.” The superior said, and Raptor could almost hear the scout cringe. “I’m sorry captain, sir. It’s just-“
“Just what?” The voice hissed, daring to be challenged.
There was silence for a moment, then a sigh. “Nothing, sir.” “Good.” The IceWing captain said. “Now follow me. I’m going to check up on Sliver.” The voice’s tone softened in just the slightest. “Maybe he’s found something worth..”

The voices faded, and Raptor let out a large breath- not realizing she’d been holding it in.
Raptor snatched a quick glance left and right. No IceWings- good.
It was going to be pretty difficult to sneak past just this many IceWings, so hopefully the distraction she’d set up would do it’s job smoothly.

The SandWing waited, in position right outside the main part of the castle inside and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Raptor growled. “Where is my distraction?” She hissed angrily to herself. Suddenly- as if someone had heard her- there was a loud
*Bang!*
*Ba-BANG!*
*BANG!!*

She began to hear voices urgently calling to each other as IceWing guards scrambled urgently outside to find out what was making the explosions.

Raptor grinned. FINALLY they had lit the dragonflame cacti- she was starting to wonder whether they’d been caught by the IceWings.
The determined dragon made her way up a steep spiral staircase and up into the highest part of the castle.
An IceWing guard ran down the stairs, then stopped abruptly when he saw Raptor. “Stop right there!” He snarled coldly. “Who are you? Are you behind- uh!” The guard’s dark blue eyes widened as he looked down at the dagger in his throat. Blood bubbled blue in his mouth before suddenly collapsing to the ground, his body laying at an awkward angle on the staircase.
But Raptor had walked past before his body hit the ground.
With a yank of her arms, two frosty-looking, yet intricately carved double doors slid themselves smoothly inward before her.

Following along the door, she tucked herself behind it, hoping that the new queen, Owl, would be shocked and curious enough to leave her room.
 

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