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@EPICdragon99 [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/108205/10820449_350.png?mtime=VOUgeQABhIk.png[/img] Carefully setting the last torch in place, Redstone looks over her work. A trail of toches tipped with dim red flames stretch from Herobrine's den, leading to a carefully concealed tripwire trap that would rain rainbow paint down on him...

@CrazyCheetahGirl [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/91360/9135912_350.png?mtime=VOuUZQACOkM.png[/img] Herobrine glowers at the rainbow of colors splattered across his scales. "How dare they!" Planning for revenge, he follows a set of red-dusted footprints until he finds the youngster on her way home. Smirking, he pulls a honey-covered stick out from behind his back, sticks the dragon's wings together, and dashes off as fast as he can!

@Teeka

The micro deer happily danced around the Clan caves, ringing their bells. Every time one of the dragons tried to catch one, it would dance away, thoroughly enjoying the game of chase. It actually took several hours before Duskshadow noticed the discrepancy in the amount of bells on each one..... and several more before the Clan realized with certainty that no, in fact, there were not seven deer to be found, but only 6.
By the time Taliesin thought to use his music to enchant the deer and lure them to a food source where they would settle down, the entire day had passed, and the dragons of the Clan were quite exhausted--all except for the Nocturnes, who had slept through the whole thing, and two others....

Norberta hadn't even noticed the deer, as she was too busy trying to enchant the parchment she was working with. Having finally successfully managed to get it to react the way she wanted it, she attached it to a Storm Seeker, and sent it on it's way, completely unaware that her mischievous niece had already answered the Letters Prank the day before. The bookworm Ridgeback mage settled back, satisfied that the parchment would provide hours of frustration for any intellectually inclined dragon in the lair, as it claimed to show the way to a nice treasure, but would constantly change what it said in mid-sentence... unless it was tapped, and a certain key phrase was spoken. She wondered how long it would take before those who sent her the owls thought of using the phrase--and if they would bother to tell whoever else in the Clan got the parchment, or just enjoy watching the fun.

After sending the parchment she looked up, startled to see the rest of the Clan slumped exhausted on the ground. Noticing a grazing Micro Deer nearby, she wandered over and poked at its neck, fascinated by the tiny bells tied there, and by the fact that the deer was out of the pens where the Clan kept them. The Deer pulled away, dancing out of reach, and Norberta pursued it, still trying to swat at the bells.

Much to the horror of the rest of her Clan, the playful Micro Deer immediately abandoned their food and scattered in favor of this new game... all 6 of them!



Meanwhile, Flamecaster, who had realized early on that the Deer were a retaliation to his mate's Perfume Prank, had been working on his own answer for the other Clan.... all he had to do was find a nice object to hold it......


(Will post that tomorrow: Had to have Norberta's answer to the Owls, since she didn't know about her niece's Perfume Prank.)

@EPICdragon99 [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/108205/10820449_350.png?mtime=VOUgeQABhIk.png[/img] Disgruntled, Redstone continues back toward the clan, until she gets an idea. She sets up tripwires all around Herobrine's den which each trigger small paintballs to come out of a dispenser, and dashes away quickly, being careful not to leave any tracks this time.

@SparkEletran [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=10171950] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/101720/10171950_350.png[/img] [/url] Fragaria held her wings close to her, trying to hold in whatever was thrashing around underneath of them. Getting to Delwyn's lair, however, the dragon let her wings swing open, letting hundreds of Java Sparrow fly out in all directions. They began knocking into things and generally getting all over, but the Nocturne simply cackled, calling out, "Fly, my pretties!" Clearly, SOMEONE is going to have to clean up all the droppings that are going to ensue.

@Mangledfoxy [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=10673815] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/106739/10673815_350.png[/img] [/url] The sights and sounds of the Trickmurk circus distracted Inkdrop from her training. The circus also stirred some mischievousness in the otherwise well behaved and reserved Nocturne. It was as if the shadowy home of her ancestors were trying to tell her something. Instead of following her mentor Mystique outside to train, she melted into the shadows and lay in wait. She waited until Mystique entered the cave again, most likely looking for her, then snaked behind her mentor making sure not to be spotted. As Mystique became more and more annoyed at her missing apprentice Inkdrop leaped out of the shadows, tackled Mystique, and quickly flew away laughing. "Gotcha!"

@Jacq [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=9202210] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/92023/9202210_350.png[/img] [/url] Hamamah hid in the shadows behind the sparkling Snapper so known as Twinkles. The mirror gathered up something in her front claws, making sure to keep it actually in her grasp, before finally.... [b]SPLAT![/b] A huge wad of shadow-y goop got flung at Twinkles, running down his wings. That's gonna take a while to clean...