Dragon Share

I'm gonna continue this on a separate thread, it's so addictive @.@ [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=265695&tab=dragon&did=28718538][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/287186/28718538_350.png[/img][/url] Nightheart - She came for the adventure, decidedly convinced that Hazel isn't real. [s][i](or is she...?)[/i][/s] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=265695&tab=dragon&did=40233581][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/402336/40233581_350.png[/img][/url] Moonsong - The gentle magelet who just wants to find out the truth of the matter, but she really, [i]really[/i] hates jumpscares. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=265695&tab=dragon&did=45742795][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/457428/45742795_350.png[/img][/url] Lucas - Hoping to find answers for his strange powers, he tagged along on the adventure. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Are you SURE old lady Hazel ain’t real?” Moonsong argued, dissatisfied with accepting the falsity of Hazel's legend. Her wings shifted, and all the constellations and night skies reflected on the glowing feathers shimmered ominously, as if foreshadowing a greater trouble to come. Nightheart glared at the Coatl impatiently with fiery orange eyes. “Yeah, and I’m gonna prove it! Stop being such a hatchling! That droopy old dragon ain’t nothing but a story!” [b][i]what? I am not that old[/i][/b] All three dragons jumped, eyes widening in surprise and slight fear. It seemed like there had been a whisper from somewhere - yet at the same time it was so soft it could just have been a distant echo, fading into the darkness... The only clue they got was a strange pair of glowing orbs, like tiny viridescent will-o-wisps suspended in the cold, cold night, like the austere, glacial stars that glittered harshly, judgingly, so high above, fading away like the dying rays of the sun. They exchanged glances, and Lucas glided ahead, staring into the yawning blackness of the inky cave mouth, beckoning his companions closer. As one, they stepped in, and their three forms, briefly illuminated by a cerulean crack of lightning against the lofty cavernous opening, were swallowed by neverending shadow. [b][i]prepare for your doom have fun... travellers[/i][/b]

((Second page :0)) [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46102580] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/461026/46102580_350.png[/img] [/url] Alvart, the very down to earth hatchling that doesn't believe in ghosts (But loves the idea of them) [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46224255] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/462243/46224255_350.png[/img] [/url] Venkel, who always somehow smells like sassafras. Even she doesn't know why. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46224257] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/462243/46224257_350.png[/img] [/url] And her sister, Nirya, who always reads up on something before doing it. [center]---[/center] Walking into the cave, Alvart immediately saw the glowing eyes. "EAeeak," he screeched, bolting behind Venkel. Meanwhile, Venkel bounced up, exited to finally meet the legend. "Hello! We are the mighty adventurers, Alvart, Venkel, and Nirya!" She announced it proudly, puffing out her chest. The other two dragons where very confused. Piping up, Nirya asked, "Wait, I thought we discussed that we would call ourselves treasure hunters?" Rounding on her sister, Venkel quickly retorted that they where adventurers, and that she had made the call.

[color=7930b5][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43364663] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/433647/43364663_350.png[/img] [/url] Sylvia fluttered through the air, slightly worried. “Why did you drag me into this again? It’s not like this “Hazel” is real...” she muttered. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43574154] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/435742/43574154_350.png[/img] [/url] “Oh stop it, Sylvia!” Skellington smirked. “You’re not [i]scared[/i] or anything, right?” [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=39467181] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/394672/39467181_350.png[/img] [/url] Amaranthe skulked behind the others, annoyed at their arguing. “[i]I[/i] think she’s real. Legends start from somewhere, after all.” “Heh! See, Sylvia? Someone agrees with me!” “Just stop it... let’s get this over with. This forest is creepy,” the fae shivered as she looked around. As if on cue, a chorus of bats swooped by, chittering and darting about. Sylvia screeched and dove to the nearest tree, quivering in its branches. Amaranthe just laughed at the fae’s jumpiness, while Skelly admired the bats for their quick, graceful movements. “I don’t like this... I don’t like this at all...” a muffled voice said from the shaking branches. “What a hatchling... told you she wouldn’t be able to handle it,” the mirror snickered. “Am not!” Sylvia, indignant, burst out of the trees in an effort to prove Amaranthe wrong. “Shall we continue?” Skelly asked with a grin. “It’ll only get worse from here... Unless you want to back out of the dare,” he added. Sylvia set her jaw, determined. “I’ll do it. I’ll prove you wrong- we’ll get through here and not see her at all!” “But if she does exist and we see her, you lose,” Amaranthe reminded her. Sylvia scoffed. “Whatever. It’s not like my reputation rests on this- I can handle some crotchety old dragon.” From the shadows, an indignant snort was heard after Sylvia’s remark. All three dragons whirled around in fright, all thoughts of a dare forgotten- was it real? Did she exist? ...What would happen to them? That was the only thought racing through their minds, as a pair of glowing green eyes slunk off into the dark.

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[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=39848378][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/battlesprites/398484/39848378.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=37631667][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/battlesprites/376317/37631667.png[/img][/url] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=41706331][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/battlesprites/417064/41706331.png[/img][/url] “Oh come on, Solgara! Were already in the Tangled wood, and this is when they say she comes out!” The spiral and the wildclaw were sitting around a small fire a couple feet away from the main clan. Solgara, the wildclaw, was sitting and shaking her head. “We can't Rhett! You know my parents would freak if I left! And Uranus said we can't leave Driftwood Drag!” Rhett fly around her excitedly, “its near the Foxfire Bramble! That's not even that far! Plus you can invite that cute guard!” Solgara jumped up and shushed him, then looked over at the main clan. “Fine, fine! I'll… I'll go see if she wants to go.” Rhett jumped up in the air excitedly, flying in spirals in the sky as Solgara walked over to the guard. The spiral guard was sitting with her brother and a few excited hatchlings. She awkwardly stood besides her. “Hello Areete! Can I talk to you for a bit?” Areete looked over at her brother and he nodded. They both walked back over to the fire, where Rhett explained what the plan was to Areete. “...” “Solgara, are you going?” Solgara nodded, looking a bit nervous. “... okay. I'll go.” “Yes!” Rhett jumped up and launched himself into the forest, Solgara and Areete chasing after him. [quote]“What? I am not that old,” she muttered, a bit louder than she intended as she slid deeper into the shadows behind her. Three dragon heads swiveled in her direction, eyes wide with surprise. But the only thing they could see was a pair of glowing green eyes fading into darkness as a low chuckle surrounded them...[/quote] Areete ran between Solgara and Rhett, covering both of their mouths and shushing them. Rhett stared back at the glowing eyes, immediately regretting calling her old. “...You were right, Rhett.” Before any more words could be said, Solgara jumped up with a high pitched scream, Areete barely catching her. “S-something touched my foot!” Rhett looked down and saw nearly a hundred emerald cave jewels racing towards them. Rhett jumped up, nearly knocking down both Solgara and Areete. A soft chuckle rang through the forests, followed by scritching and crunching of a thousands bugs. “Quiet Rhett! Solgara, are you okay?” Solgara looked down and nodded. “Y-yes, my foot is really scratched up through…” Areete froze, then started running the way they came. “A corpse cleaner is coming! We have to get out of here!” The emerald cave jewels had caught up to them, snipping at their claws as they ran. Rhett tripped, scraping his arms and knees on the ground and thorns. He quickly jumped back up, and the three of them went to the sky for the rest of the getaway. They flew back to the clan in mostly silence, until…. “crap! Davarian is gonna kill me!” Solgara and Areete looked at him confused. “he told me to grab him one of the old lady's potions and I completely forgot!” Areete and Solgara gave him a look of unamusement and sped past him, forcing him to catch up after them.

[center][b]Creepy writing prompt?? Don’t mind if I [i]do![/i] I’ll be using [color=A62817]Contagion,[/color] [color=DBA43D]Solaris,[/color] and [color=A041A3]Lyra![/color] <3[/b] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/438846/43884511_350.png[/img] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/459258/45925789_350.png[/img] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/423192/42319169_350.png[/img] ——— [i]The three swiveled their[/i] heads towards the sound of a voice, ears pricked. When gentle laughter echoed through the trees, the smallest of the group threw his head back and let out a wail. “See! You see, Conti? She’s here! Prepared to bite our heads open, oh, the horror!” The large Ridgeback stared at him in silence for a few heartbeats before she let out a low grumble, tossing her head back towards the depths of the dark woods. “She probably can’t even reach my head. I’mma [i]beast.[/i]” Contagion replied, a hot huff of breath leaving her nostrils. Lyra let out another wheeze and fluttered up to her either way, sitting back down on her nose as he pawed at his muzzle. “Even if she is real, it’s like, three against one? So we’ll totally win.” Solaris pointed out from where she stood at Contagion’s feet, long neck flopped backwards so she could see the other’s face. Wolflike eyes blinked up at hollow ones before the Spiral eventually shrugged and began trotting forward, talons smacking at the leaf-covered ground noisily. “And if she is indeed a witch or something, we have, like, brains, brawn, and me!” “We’re gonna die.” Lyra whispered softly, earning a half-lidded stare from Contagion. Soon the three - or two, seeing one of them was curled up on the other’s nose - were padding deeper into the darkness, ears flickering towards every little noise. The wordless silence stretched out to a point where little Lyra began trembling with fear, until Solaris suddenly barked out; “[i]Over there![/i]” The trio at the same time spotted a green glow against the trees, the odd light moving sideways. Soon another light appeared, and another, until they were surrounded by hyenalike cackling. Contagion sucked at her teeth with her tongue, eventually nudging Solaris aside with a single claw gently before continuing towards the creatures, Lyra chirping wildly where he lay. “It ain’t nothin’ dangerous. See?” Suddenly lunging a set of claws forward, she lifted one of the Cave Jewels for the others to see. “Jus’a bunch of critters. I told you there’s no forest witch or anythin’.” The creature curled around her paw, wide-eyed, until she carefully set it back down. “I suppose,” Lyra piped up eventually, lifting his head, “That is a...logical excuse.” The sound of Solaris sticking her tongue out and blowing echoed through the trees. “Nope! We’re walking in there until we find something, mh-hm.” She announced, kicking at the grass with each foot in turn as the glowing green lights slowly began to shift away with low hoots of laughter. Contagion flicked an ear as she watched the Cave Jewels leave before exhaling slowly, jaw tensing momentarily. “Fine. A’ight.” “Not a’ight.” Lyra whispered as they continued on. Of course, it wasn’t long before another disruption came along. After a long bit of walking Contagion suddenly perked up at the faint sound of nearby water, Lyra bouncing on the top of her muzzle with a noise that was oddly similar to a honk. “Y’all see? There’s a pond nearby.” The Ridgeback hummed quietly, tail flicking. “I hear miss Hazel lives at a pond.” “Yep yep! Time to find out! The big reveal, my buddy-pals.” Solaris said with a wide grin, beginning to trot forward. The sound of something scuttling through the grass almost immediately brought her to a halt. The young dragon squinted, scrunching up her nose as she peered into the darkness. Her head rolled back and forth as something circled around her, and she more than once thought she saw something that looked like a pair of horns. “Is that you, Conti?” She asked in the form of a loud whisper. “I’m right here.” The deep voice rumbled behind and above her. “Ah.” Solaris hummed, as if that was an absolutely valid reason as to why there were still horns peeking above the grass surrounding her. Suddenly, she let out a high-pitched wail as something reached out and jabbed at her side. “It [i]touched me! Ew![/i]” “This is it!” Lyra howled with a hint of a sob, “She’s here! Old lady Hazel has arrived to murder us brutally! The terror! The disgrace! The -“ “The stupidity.” Contagion muttered as she watched Solaris dance in circles, screeching to the stars above. This continued on for a few moments, Lyra sobbing loudly and Solaris barking wildly whenever the claws of the Corpse Cleaner whacked at her, before eventually a tail hooked around the Spiral’s belly and pulled her backwards. “Clearly, none of y’all can handle this,” Contagion growled, “So we’re goin’ home before Solaris ends up running into a tree and hurting herself.” “The old witch touched me, I swear! It was, like, it was nasty! I almost died!” Solaris cried as she curled around Contagion’s tail, staring into the darkness behind them. “Lady Hazel almost killed her, I saw it!” Lyra confirmed. Contagion blinked tiredly as she walked away from the trees and towards the path to their lair, the smaller dragons hooting and hollering all the while about how Hazel had personally attacked them. They never did get to see that pond, instead turning and leaving while a group of green-glowing creatures and a horned monster with many legs watched them go.[/center]

Young Alouette would likely be just worried for that poor old lady, that everyone has been gossiping about. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=44756616] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/447567/44756616_350.png[/img] [/url] Hannah feels she's much too old for this childish stuff. With her Celestial Attendant, she feels far more confident than she would be without it.. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=44824715] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/448248/44824715_350.png[/img] [/url] Eirinn Probably talked them into it in the first place.. She thrives on all things macabre. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=38130960] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/381310/38130960_350.png[/img] [/url]

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=14216031] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/142161/14216031_350.png[/img] [/url] Nekhbet, the goatkeeper who seems to have lost 4 of her royal goats under strange circumstances. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=40559831] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/405599/40559831_350.png[/img] [/url] Hesat the milker, a very good friend of Nekhbet's, helping her track down her missing companions. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=24433124] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/244332/24433124_350.png[/img] [/url] The brute, the one following the other two and helping them solve the goat mystery. IDC IF I'M 20 YEARS OLD, I WILL BE AN IMMORTAL TEENAGER FOREVER. Ah yes, the hot desert air, the crackling of bone dry branches under your feet and the sound of gasping whenever your clothes get caught on some parched underbrush. It was around noon, the sun was high and the air was getting toasty. Three figures were treading through the bronze sands and murky shrubbery, two of them sighing and huffing because of high temperatures, one of them following them in silence, strongly and steadily. Distinct sounds of crickets and cicadas were coming from all directions yet the atmosphere was silent. "I swear, they were here just around 10 minutes ago when I called you! I am good at my job, this didn't happen for no reason!", exclaimed the Skydancer, breaking the stillness. "Maybe you overestimated your skills, Nekh.", said the Nocturne teasingly. The brute in the background, completely silent. "Haha, very mature of you, weren't you the one who chased a stampede of oxen throughout Aaru's fields just last week?", answered the Skydancer, quickly gesturing everyone to stop. "Wait, see? I was right, these are goat tracks! Four of my goats were here just a few minutes ago. What could have happened here?, Nekhbet asked herself out loud, scratching her temple, "Could it be lions?" The stillness took over once again, the trio was checking out their surroundings, making sure there were no feral lions around. Some gazelles hopped around in the distance, but no lions or lion tracks were to be seen. "No, no, I'm sure you would have heard the commotion. There would be some tracks here as well but there's nothing here except the tracks of your goats! I guess you were right, they were here just a short while ago-", the reddish Nocturne had just finished his sentence when the brute spoke, "no, there are other tracks, but they aren't of a lion. Whoever was here must have been hopping and gliding for short distances because the messy, round patterns in the sand are repeated every 6.4 meters or so. This is the work of a Bogsneak." The Nocturne and the Skydancer both looked up with confusion and concern in their eyes. "Are you saying somebody stole my goats?! It was the damn raiders again, wasn't it??", Nekhbet exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air furiously. "What do we do now...", Hesat sighed in disbelief. [center]~~[/center] An hour had passed and the three friends found themselves in the lush green swamp lands of Nekhir's outskirts, still trying to find the missing goats. They've been hastily wandering through the river's distributaries, following the tracks in hopes of finding the perpetrator but it was all in vain. The tracks were going around in circles or in messy lines, none of them making any sense. The friends were surrounded by the sounds of wildlife. Ibises and herons' calls, birds flying above their heads, Pohips aggressively stomping throughout the water, confusing the trio even more profoundly. The trio noticed that they were heading back towards the town when they found themselves in a familiar, candle-lit place. A small stone house was in the middle of the swamp. The modest house covered with hundreds of candles was enhancing the green surroundings, a Toridae-like granite shrine adorning the right side of the garden, and a well right next to it. Two familiar faces standing besides the well turned around when they heard the trio approaching, and they greeted them with delight, calling them over. The friends headed towards them, going around the corner of the house when four small white creatures appeared in their line of sight. It was the goats, all adorned with hibiscuses and petunias, happily chewing the grass. "It appears we've found some of your goats, Nekhbet! You've done a stunning job with the flower crowns and necklaces, I didn't know you were interested in jewellery.", exclaimed Tait, the semi-large Guardian, "It is so nice to see them rocking these outfits." Nekhbet stood in silence, not knowing how to respond, since she wasn't the one who did that. "I...didn't do that, I thought it was you.", said Nekhbet quietly. "So you weren't walking around just now, lighting up our candles?", said Nebet-Het, the short Skydancer. "No way!", exclaimed Tait, "The person who did that was larger than Nekh, looked a lot like a Bogsneak fella, but much smaller than Kneph here. I don't think I've ever even seen them around before! All I know that they had big glowing green eyes."

[columns][center][size=5][b]THE PLAYERS[/b][/size] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=41354662] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/413547/41354662_350.png[/img] [/url] [size=4][b]MAYDAY[/b] The Trouble Magnet[/size] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=41634472] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/416345/41634472_350.png[/img] [/url] [size=4][b]KNIVES[/b] Lover of Sharp Things[/size] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=39737258] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/397373/39737258_350.png[/img] [/url] [size=4][b]SORCERER[/b] Master of Shadow Tricks[/size][/center][nextcol] [center][size=5]The Play[/size][/center] Mayday stood still, tasting the air for any sign of Hazel. Knives hardly noticed. He was too busy playing with his snoot to do more than glance. Sorcerer was just smiling. "I don't smell anything," Mayday admitted after a minute. "'Course you don't," Knives grunted, "'cause Hazel doesn't exist. 'Sides, even if we do see her (and we won't), Venture said he wanted proof! Can't win a bet if you don't have proof!" Mayday took a moment to hide his eyes under his headdress. Venture was a jerk, but he was a charismatic jerk. There were only a few in the Clan that didn't believe what he said though most knew he was a cheat. Sorcerer could usually call his bluff, but more than half the time didn't want to, which left Knives which (who was usually incorrect) and himself. If they didn't do something about his rumor mongering, Mayday was certain the hatchlings would start worshiping him like a deity. No one deserved to be around Venture when his ego was puffed like that.

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