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[b]. a pinkerlocke .[/b]
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[u]Inconsistent updates.[/u]
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[b]. intro .[/b]
Lunar pawed softly at the water. Everyone was gone. He couldn't save them. Their last resort, him, the one that was supposed to heal them and keep the clan alive, and he had utterly failed.
He watched their scales be shed first. Then, slowly their color. Feathers next. Horns fell off. Then tails and wings. Their skin began to peel and melt away like butter. Most died of the infected wounds. Some simply drowned themselves. They couldn't take it anymore.
Cold little feet pressed into his back. Salmon. Her parents had died a day before she was born. She was careful for her age, a smart mirror. She'd snap at enemies for getting too close but Lunar knew she was practically harmless, poor thing. He had to protect her, at least.
Salmon gently rested her head on Lunar's. She fit perfectly between his antlers. Her claws softly prodded at the flowers upon the Imperial's head.
"Why are you always so sad, Luney?" Her nickname. Lunar secretly adored it. "Is it because they're gone?"
He sometimes forgot how much he'd told Salmon about what happened, which was essentially everything he could say without terrifying the little white dragon.
"Yes," he responded, "it's because they're gone."
"Don't be sad, Luney. We can build a new family. There's lots of dragons out there like us, remember?"
He cringed a little. He had indeed told her that, but only in passing. Most clans were warring clans, not peaceful travelers, which meant that rogues would be even more hostile.
Lunar answered, "Yes, Salmon, I remember." It did stir some fantasies in his head, though. The Sea of a Thousand Currents was more than big enough. If even one dragon wanted to help them, that was good enough for Lunar.
"Then let's do it!" The green-eyed mirror chirped. "The best we can do is try, right?"
Lunar couldn't help but smile. She was utterly set on this, wasn't she? All to make him happy once more... needless to say, Lunar was easily persuaded. The eagerness of the hatchling moved his heart. He needed that after so much tragedy.
"Okay, Salmon. Okay." They needed a change in pace, a change in scenery.
The hatchling held tight to the purple Imperial as he gently rose off the ground. "Where to, young fish?"
Salmon giggles. "East!"
"East it is." Lunar began their trek east, holding cautious optimism in his heart.
Current Day: [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2630544/3#post_39670953]Day Eighteen[/url]
Lunar pawed softly at the water. Everyone was gone. He couldn't save them. Their last resort, him, the one that was supposed to heal them and keep the clan alive, and he had utterly failed.
He watched their scales be shed first. Then, slowly their color. Feathers next. Horns fell off. Then tails and wings. Their skin began to peel and melt away like butter. Most died of the infected wounds. Some simply drowned themselves. They couldn't take it anymore.
Cold little feet pressed into his back. Salmon. Her parents had died a day before she was born. She was careful for her age, a smart mirror. She'd snap at enemies for getting too close but Lunar knew she was practically harmless, poor thing. He had to protect her, at least.
Salmon gently rested her head on Lunar's. She fit perfectly between his antlers. Her claws softly prodded at the flowers upon the Imperial's head.
"Why are you always so sad, Luney?" Her nickname. Lunar secretly adored it. "Is it because they're gone?"
He sometimes forgot how much he'd told Salmon about what happened, which was essentially everything he could say without terrifying the little white dragon.
"Yes," he responded, "it's because they're gone."
"Don't be sad, Luney. We can build a new family. There's lots of dragons out there like us, remember?"
He cringed a little. He had indeed told her that, but only in passing. Most clans were warring clans, not peaceful travelers, which meant that rogues would be even more hostile.
Lunar answered, "Yes, Salmon, I remember." It did stir some fantasies in his head, though. The Sea of a Thousand Currents was more than big enough. If even one dragon wanted to help them, that was good enough for Lunar.
"Then let's do it!" The green-eyed mirror chirped. "The best we can do is try, right?"
Lunar couldn't help but smile. She was utterly set on this, wasn't she? All to make him happy once more... needless to say, Lunar was easily persuaded. The eagerness of the hatchling moved his heart. He needed that after so much tragedy.
"Okay, Salmon. Okay." They needed a change in pace, a change in scenery.
The hatchling held tight to the purple Imperial as he gently rose off the ground. "Where to, young fish?"
Salmon giggles. "East!"
"East it is." Lunar began their trek east, holding cautious optimism in his heart.
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[b]. day one .[/b]
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item:
[item=venerable shalefin]
seafood
30-40 coli battles
training fields
result: all dragons alive. [b]lunar is now level 4.[/b]
. story .
Lunar hadn't made it but twenty paces when he came across a small horde of enemies. They'd been staring at him from behind bounders for quite some time but he thought if he ignored them, they would ignore him.
How wrong he was.
They came at him from all sides in one big flash of color and claws. The healer, forgetting about the wings he could have used, instantly put a small shield around the hatchling atop his head so she would be unharmed and flung her out of the flurry. Salmon screamed in horror as she was tossed but landed safely on the sand. Lunar, however, was in a much different predicament. The beasts were swarming him, going for his eyes, tearing at his robe, biting his tail. He let out a loud roar as one sliced open his arm. His massive tail swept around in a circle, clearing the devils behind him. His jaws clamped down on two feathery necks and he tossed them into the ocean without a second thought. There were still plenty around him, though. With his antlers, Lunar fount off another, more large attacker.
His desperation grew as he began to see darkness cloud his vision. A small screech fought the shade. His lightning blue eyes darted to Salmon, who was being carried away by two large birds. His wings shot out from his sides and he pulled them up, then brought them down hard, knocking the rest of his foes to the ground with the force and propelling his own battered figure into the air.
"Salmon! Hang on, baby!" He called out, flying after the mirror. She was screaming his name. He couldn't lose her. The kidnappers were gaining speed, he couldn't keep up. "SALMON!"
He'd said it with the last of his energy. He couldn't see anything. There was only a brief sensation of falling, his chin bumping against something, then that something grabbing onto his head...
Somehow it seems wiser than a typical shalefin; the wisdom of fish is not something dragons really understand.
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30-40 coli battles
training fields
result: all dragons alive. lunar is now level 4.
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Lunar hadn't made it but twenty paces when he came across a small horde of enemies. They'd been staring at him from behind bounders for quite some time but he thought if he ignored them, they would ignore him.
How wrong he was.
They came at him from all sides in one big flash of color and claws. The healer, forgetting about the wings he could have used, instantly put a small shield around the hatchling atop his head so she would be unharmed and flung her out of the flurry. Salmon screamed in horror as she was tossed but landed safely on the sand. Lunar, however, was in a much different predicament. The beasts were swarming him, going for his eyes, tearing at his robe, biting his tail. He let out a loud roar as one sliced open his arm. His massive tail swept around in a circle, clearing the devils behind him. His jaws clamped down on two feathery necks and he tossed them into the ocean without a second thought. There were still plenty around him, though. With his antlers, Lunar fount off another, more large attacker.
His desperation grew as he began to see darkness cloud his vision. A small screech fought the shade. His lightning blue eyes darted to Salmon, who was being carried away by two large birds. His wings shot out from his sides and he pulled them up, then brought them down hard, knocking the rest of his foes to the ground with the force and propelling his own battered figure into the air.
"Salmon! Hang on, baby!" He called out, flying after the mirror. She was screaming his name. He couldn't lose her. The kidnappers were gaining speed, he couldn't keep up. "SALMON!"
He'd said it with the last of his energy. He couldn't see anything. There was only a brief sensation of falling, his chin bumping against something, then that something grabbing onto his head...
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[b]. day two .[/b]
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item:
[item=cat's wing fans]
apparel
breed, scatter, or gene
applied hex to salmon
result: all dragons alive. [b]salmon now has secondary gene: hex.[/b]
. story .
Lunar wasn't sure what woke him first: the screaming in his ear or the small body trying to choke him awake by jumping on his neck. Unfortunately, he [i]was[/i] awoken, but all he could do was let out a small "Salmon stop..."
"Luney!" The poor thing was sobbing. His eyes opened as soon as he heard the desperate cry, and he turned his head- rather, dragged it on the ground in Salmon's direction- and moved her closer to his eyes with his large wing. He smiled as she flung herself over his muzzle, shaking with tears. He enclosed his wings up and around his head and the small hatchling.
"Hush now, it's alright, my dear." He cooed softly, bringing the young one to silence. "I'm alright."
Salmon slid off of his muzzle and sat in front of him, wiping her face. "That was so scary..."
"Yeah, but we're okay now. And I'm all healed up, see?"
"I know..." She rested her head on top of his nose. "I'm just glad you're okay." Salmon shook the crown of flowers off of her neck. "I got your crown back for you! You dropped it when all those birds came after you!" The little white dragon happily took it in her mouth and bestowed it once again upon the head of her friend.
"I'm glad you're okay too, Salmon. And thank you for getting my crown back. That was very brave of you." Lunar smiled, lifted his head, and folded in his wings, then looked down at the mirror. "What happened to your wings?"
Salmon unfurled her small wingspan. "I landed so hard on the ground that your shield made tiny imprints on it. They won't go away, it think it's just magic, Luney."
Lunar sighed. "Alright, well... I guess we can't really do anything about that, can we? Come on, honey, let's rest awhile."
But Salmon had already begun walking. "We're not staying, Luney. We still have to rebuild our family!"
"Salmon!" Lunar tried to pick her up but the hatchling ran free of him. "Salmon, get back here!"
"We have to rebuild our family!"
Lunar followed with a small sigh.
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@feathermouse
apparel
breed, scatter, or gene
applied hex to salmon
result: all dragons alive. salmon now has secondary gene: hex.
. story .
Lunar wasn't sure what woke him first: the screaming in his ear or the small body trying to choke him awake by jumping on his neck. Unfortunately, he was awoken, but all he could do was let out a small "Salmon stop..."
"Luney!" The poor thing was sobbing. His eyes opened as soon as he heard the desperate cry, and he turned his head- rather, dragged it on the ground in Salmon's direction- and moved her closer to his eyes with his large wing. He smiled as she flung herself over his muzzle, shaking with tears. He enclosed his wings up and around his head and the small hatchling.
"Hush now, it's alright, my dear." He cooed softly, bringing the young one to silence. "I'm alright."
Salmon slid off of his muzzle and sat in front of him, wiping her face. "That was so scary..."
"Yeah, but we're okay now. And I'm all healed up, see?"
"I know..." She rested her head on top of his nose. "I'm just glad you're okay." Salmon shook the crown of flowers off of her neck. "I got your crown back for you! You dropped it when all those birds came after you!" The little white dragon happily took it in her mouth and bestowed it once again upon the head of her friend.
"I'm glad you're okay too, Salmon. And thank you for getting my crown back. That was very brave of you." Lunar smiled, lifted his head, and folded in his wings, then looked down at the mirror. "What happened to your wings?"
Salmon unfurled her small wingspan. "I landed so hard on the ground that your shield made tiny imprints on it. They won't go away, it think it's just magic, Luney."
Lunar sighed. "Alright, well... I guess we can't really do anything about that, can we? Come on, honey, let's rest awhile."
But Salmon had already begun walking. "We're not staying, Luney. We still have to rebuild our family!"
"Salmon!" Lunar tried to pick her up but the hatchling ran free of him. "Salmon, get back here!"
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[b]. day three .[/b]
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item:
[item=aviar pottery fragment]
trinket
art
did some art
result: all dragons alive.
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Salmon was once again resting on Lunar's head. She had tired herself out chasing a small butterfly and now Lunar was her protector once more. They walked gently along the Sea of a Thousand currents, and as Lunar looked beside him, he smiled at their reflection.
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He would find them a family. He would not let Salmon down.
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@feathermouse
Salmon was once again resting on Lunar's head. She had tired herself out chasing a small butterfly and now Lunar was her protector once more. They walked gently along the Sea of a Thousand currents, and as Lunar looked beside him, he smiled at their reflection.
He would find them a family. He would not let Salmon down.
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[b]. day four .[/b]
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item:
[item=sharpened serthis lance]
trinket
art
did some art
result: all dragons alive.
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Lunar watched Salmon examining her new wings. She looked delighted.
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She needed someone to celebrate that with. It should have been her own parents. But... he couldn't save them.
Maybe he could replace them instead.
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@feathermouse
Lunar watched Salmon examining her new wings. She looked delighted.
She needed someone to celebrate that with. It should have been her own parents. But... he couldn't save them.
Maybe he could replace them instead.
@feathermouse
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[b]. day five .[/b]
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item:
[item=discarded nest material]
material
write
wrote a little bit in Lunar's profile
result: all dragons alive.
. story .
As Lunar continued their trek to find another dragon, the small hatchling on his head reminded him of happier times. His mind cuts to when the whole clan was alive, and he was the happy healer.
The other hatchlings used to run around in his den. He'd get irritated, but never enough to snap at them. They knew not to touch his herbs and potions. He'd told them not to. Their parents had, too. But one hatchling always managed to get on his nerves in a special way.
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Needle. He wasn't exactly cute, but that's what you get for being born in the Scarred Wasteland. Needle was a special kind of annoying, if Lunar had to be honest. He would knock herbs down and purposely step on them. He would hide between boulders with just his side showing and freak Lunar out with all his eyes. But... he never wished the hatchling dead.
Needle was the first to get stricken with the awful disease that claimed the clan.
He should have been immune to the sicknesses of the Scarred Wasteland, but somehow they still entered the young one's body. His parents constantly begged Lunar to save him, to do something, but Lunar couldn't do anything. All he could do was watch the hatchling rot... and scream... and cry... and, finally...
...die.
Lunar shook the feeling away. He hated it, he hated all of it. Every single memory of the plague that sturck the clan haunted him and still he tried to push them away. He'd never get rid of them, but he would try. For Salmon. Salmon needed him.
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@feathermouse
The dried up remains of a vulture's nest. A smattering of old eggshells are tangled in the twigs.
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wrote a little bit in Lunar's profile
result: all dragons alive.
. story .
As Lunar continued their trek to find another dragon, the small hatchling on his head reminded him of happier times. His mind cuts to when the whole clan was alive, and he was the happy healer.
The other hatchlings used to run around in his den. He'd get irritated, but never enough to snap at them. They knew not to touch his herbs and potions. He'd told them not to. Their parents had, too. But one hatchling always managed to get on his nerves in a special way.
Needle. He wasn't exactly cute, but that's what you get for being born in the Scarred Wasteland. Needle was a special kind of annoying, if Lunar had to be honest. He would knock herbs down and purposely step on them. He would hide between boulders with just his side showing and freak Lunar out with all his eyes. But... he never wished the hatchling dead.
Needle was the first to get stricken with the awful disease that claimed the clan.
He should have been immune to the sicknesses of the Scarred Wasteland, but somehow they still entered the young one's body. His parents constantly begged Lunar to save him, to do something, but Lunar couldn't do anything. All he could do was watch the hatchling rot... and scream... and cry... and, finally...
...die.
Lunar shook the feeling away. He hated it, he hated all of it. Every single memory of the plague that sturck the clan haunted him and still he tried to push them away. He'd never get rid of them, but he would try. For Salmon. Salmon needed him.
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[b]. day six .[/b]
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item:
[item=silky webwing]
familiar
buy dragon
purchased Straff for 7598 [emoji=treasure]
result: a new player has been added.
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A scream ripped through the calm night that Lunar had been peacefully keeping vigil over.
[i]"Help!"[/i]
Bright blue flares lit up a piece of the southern sky. Salmon scrambled to her feet, but Lunar's eyes were trained on the flares and the quick glowing hands throwing them. A screech and a falling beast let him know that the attackers were harpies.
"Salmon, stay here." Lunar's wings opened and pushed him into the sky, sending him faster toward the battle. He angled himself upwards and snatched the source of the glowing orbs out of the sky, the noodly thing still kicking and thrashing.
"Let go! Let go, you beast!"
"I'm saving you!" Lunar told her, landing back near Salmon. He dropped the smaller dragon onto the ground. Lunar took a close examination of her.
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She was a spiral, no doubt, only spirals could be colored so... brightly, and have such high voices. On her claws were shining, glistening jewels, no doubt fawned over like some kind of truly precious heirloom. They glowed a soft blue, much like the orbs she had been casting.
The bright green spiral glared at him with dark blue eyes and gathered herself, then stepped away. "I could have saved myself, thank you very much!"
"Well you're welcome," Lunar grumbled. "I'm Lunar, and this is Salmon."
"Who is your clan?"
Lunar settled down, tucking his wings in. "Oxbow Headwaters. Salmon and I are the only surviving members."
"Then where are you two going?"
"We're making a new Oxbow!" Salmon piped up excitedly. "Will you join?"
"Do you have food?"
Lunar frowned. He didn't have food. He'd been giving it to Salmon whenever he found it.
"I mean, I could catch some, it wouldn't be a problem." He motioned toward the sea they'd been travelling along.
"Yes, do it." Straff nodded. "Quickly now! Get the bugs on the top of the water!"
Lunar rose to his feet and looked at Salmon, who was already bombarding the spiral with questions. He shook his head and began gathering insects for the newcomer.
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@feathermouse
One of the many mutations that this webwing has undergone has left it with luxurious plumage.
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familiar
buy dragon
purchased Straff for 7598
result: a new player has been added.
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A scream ripped through the calm night that Lunar had been peacefully keeping vigil over.
"Help!"
Bright blue flares lit up a piece of the southern sky. Salmon scrambled to her feet, but Lunar's eyes were trained on the flares and the quick glowing hands throwing them. A screech and a falling beast let him know that the attackers were harpies.
"Salmon, stay here." Lunar's wings opened and pushed him into the sky, sending him faster toward the battle. He angled himself upwards and snatched the source of the glowing orbs out of the sky, the noodly thing still kicking and thrashing.
"Let go! Let go, you beast!"
"I'm saving you!" Lunar told her, landing back near Salmon. He dropped the smaller dragon onto the ground. Lunar took a close examination of her.
She was a spiral, no doubt, only spirals could be colored so... brightly, and have such high voices. On her claws were shining, glistening jewels, no doubt fawned over like some kind of truly precious heirloom. They glowed a soft blue, much like the orbs she had been casting.
The bright green spiral glared at him with dark blue eyes and gathered herself, then stepped away. "I could have saved myself, thank you very much!"
"Well you're welcome," Lunar grumbled. "I'm Lunar, and this is Salmon."
"Who is your clan?"
Lunar settled down, tucking his wings in. "Oxbow Headwaters. Salmon and I are the only surviving members."
"Then where are you two going?"
"We're making a new Oxbow!" Salmon piped up excitedly. "Will you join?"
"Do you have food?"
Lunar frowned. He didn't have food. He'd been giving it to Salmon whenever he found it.
"I mean, I could catch some, it wouldn't be a problem." He motioned toward the sea they'd been travelling along.
"Yes, do it." Straff nodded. "Quickly now! Get the bugs on the top of the water!"
Lunar rose to his feet and looked at Salmon, who was already bombarding the spiral with questions. He shook his head and began gathering insects for the newcomer.
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[b]. day seven .[/b]
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item:
[item=verdant shell]
material
writing
wrote more story.
result: all dragons alive. [b]Salmon is now an adult dragon.[/b]
. story .
Salmon didn't know what Lunar brought back but she ached in the morning. She was the first one awake and her entire body just [i]hurt[/i]. She thought the other two dragons looked smaller when she stood up, and she felt taller. But she couldn't have been taller, mirrors don't grow up overnight.
But Straff freaked out when she saw Salmon.
Her screaming alerted and awoke Lunar, who also seemed to be wide-eyed.
"Salmon, what happened to you?!" He asked, circling the dragon.
Salmon frowned and looked at him. "Nothing happened to me." She jumped back. Her voice was different. What the heck?
"You were a hatchling last night!" Straff exclaimed, prompting Salmon to run to the seaside and peer into the water.
What she saw made her so happy.
She was a grown up now! She could help Lunar now! Salmon giggled with delight and turned to Lunar, who seemed horrified.
"What were in those fish..." He murmured to himself.
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@feathermouse @zephyrwindspirit
Verdant shells make for an interesting planter. Place soil inside and they will act as both container and plant life.
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result: all dragons alive. Salmon is now an adult dragon.
. story .
Salmon didn't know what Lunar brought back but she ached in the morning. She was the first one awake and her entire body just hurt. She thought the other two dragons looked smaller when she stood up, and she felt taller. But she couldn't have been taller, mirrors don't grow up overnight.
But Straff freaked out when she saw Salmon.
Her screaming alerted and awoke Lunar, who also seemed to be wide-eyed.
"Salmon, what happened to you?!" He asked, circling the dragon.
Salmon frowned and looked at him. "Nothing happened to me." She jumped back. Her voice was different. What the heck?
"You were a hatchling last night!" Straff exclaimed, prompting Salmon to run to the seaside and peer into the water.
What she saw made her so happy.
She was a grown up now! She could help Lunar now! Salmon giggled with delight and turned to Lunar, who seemed horrified.
