Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

"Uh, yeah, too late, love, sorry." Leif glanced over at Chenoa's rigid form, continuing to anxiously drum his talons against the marble, "Oh, you look like you're just dying to say something." He laughed, turning back to Blackflower's message, his eyes narrowing. "So. If I just killed your Animus... Assuming he hasn't got protection spells on himself." Leif sighed, dragging a talon down his face. "Didn't think of that. Drat." The IceWing silently stared off into the distance, anxiously searching the skies for blue and green dragons.
“He didnt.” Blackflower wrote in the saddest scrawling handwriting she could muster. “Please have something to fight Leif, please.” She whispered, looking into the sky as well.
 
(Not likely to actually use her she’s just here in case)

Name: Ivory
Gender: Female
Age: 23 human years
Tribe: RainWing
Physical appearance: albino, burn scars from a forest fire rippling down her right side and mutilating her wing membrane in the edges.
Personality: Tends to be more reserved, she can come off as passive aggressive when angry. Hard to detect sense of sarcasm. She has a great fear of fire, due to her accident.
Backstory: (Optional)


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Atlantis eyes widened, a confused expression on his face. Information must travel fast around here. “Erm…well…yes.” He said, squinting his eyes at the suddenly much more intriguing dragon. “ how…. Did you know that?”
Ender sighed. *And here goes another dragon*
“I read your mind.” He said awkwardly. “But you need to come to the palace quick, the IceWing animus has three of the queens under his control, and im afraid he’s going to kill them if you don’t meet his demands and come.”
 
“He didnt.” Blackflower wrote in the saddest scrawling handwriting she could muster. “Please have something to fight Leif, please.” She whispered, looking into the sky as well.
Leif hardly glanced at the message. His plan was falling apart. Millions of protection spells surged through his mind, becoming real enchantments. A sharp pain stabbed in his chest. Leif barred his teeth, trying not to let his worry show.
 
Cyprus flew over the battlefield until he saw Ender and the Seawing. *There they are!* He thought. *Gotta work fast.*

Ender sighed. *And here goes another dragon*
“I read your mind.” He said awkwardly. “But you need to come to the palace quick, the IceWing animus has three of the queens under his control, and im afraid he’s going to kill them if you don’t meet his demands and come.”
“Oh great! Yep let’s just go hand the Animus off to evil tyrant lizard, great idea! WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! What does HE want with ME?” Atlantis said in a loud annoyed whisper, his rumbling voice growing agitated. Then he shook his head and looked at Ender again. “You can read my mind?!” He said incredulously.
“And wait….three Queens?” He asked.
Blackflower….brightscales…who else?” He thought.
 

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