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[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=20968521] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/209686/20968521_350.png[/img] [/url] Soteria is determined that everything is going to go [i]perfectly[/i]. Mistral Jamboree has been her very favorite festival since she was a hatchling, and this year, her mother (and clan leader) has entrusted her with the clan's delegation. (Delegation is such a [i]formal [/i]word. Then again, "everyone who was interested in coming" didn't sound very organized.) Her mom has also made the journey from their home, but she is a quiet dragon, and growing more cautious in her old age. The Guardian will remain at their camp and keep watch over her charges there. "Mom," Soteria complains when she is told, "It's a festival! There's no threat to our camp!" Her mother's narrow violet eyes turn upon her. "Look [i]up[/i], child." Soteria hates being called child. She is a grown Fae, and has been for quite some time. Still, she looks up obediently. "What?" "The wind, Soteria. The Twisting Crescendo is [i]spinning the wrong way[/i]. Plague and Nature are on the verge of open war, the Crystalspine Reaches have grown at an unprecedented rate, my contacts in Water flight tell me no one knows where the Tidelord has gone, and there's an [i]Emperor [/i]in the way of our usual route home. There is [i]always [/i]a threat." Soteria is stunned into silence. The other day Poikilometes was whispering that there was an Emperor on the loose, but, well... Po was known to play jokes. And... and... and... Her mother notices that she's short-circuiting, and sighs heavily. "I do not mean to trouble you, my daughter. But this is why I must stand guard over our camp. Go. Enjoy the festival. Look after our clan. Tell Keladeinos that her poetry will be as beautiful as always, and that she needn't worry. Keep Gelos from detroying anything at the cooking pavilion. And... be careful." Soteria shakes herself, nods, and flutters off in the direction of the festival grounds, relishing the way that the constant breezes of the Windswept Plateau makes flying so much more effortless. She does not think about missing gods, or shifting landscapes, or a legendary horror ransacking her home. She does not. She [i]does not[/i]! [i]Mom will handle it[/i], she tells herself firmly. [i]Mom can always handle it[/i]. She refuses to allow herself any further thoughts on the matter, and manages a smile as she enters the Mistral Jamboree. Nothing is going to ruin this for her. Everything is going to go perfectly.

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Soteria is determined that everything is going to go perfectly. Mistral Jamboree has been her very favorite festival since she was a hatchling, and this year, her mother (and clan leader) has entrusted her with the clan's delegation. (Delegation is such a formal word. Then again, "everyone who was interested in coming" didn't sound very organized.)

Her mom has also made the journey from their home, but she is a quiet dragon, and growing more cautious in her old age. The Guardian will remain at their camp and keep watch over her charges there.

"Mom," Soteria complains when she is told, "It's a festival! There's no threat to our camp!"

Her mother's narrow violet eyes turn upon her. "Look up, child."

Soteria hates being called child. She is a grown Fae, and has been for quite some time. Still, she looks up obediently. "What?"

"The wind, Soteria. The Twisting Crescendo is spinning the wrong way. Plague and Nature are on the verge of open war, the Crystalspine Reaches have grown at an unprecedented rate, my contacts in Water flight tell me no one knows where the Tidelord has gone, and there's an Emperor in the way of our usual route home. There is always a threat."

Soteria is stunned into silence. The other day Poikilometes was whispering that there was an Emperor on the loose, but, well... Po was known to play jokes. And... and... and...

Her mother notices that she's short-circuiting, and sighs heavily. "I do not mean to trouble you, my daughter. But this is why I must stand guard over our camp. Go. Enjoy the festival. Look after our clan. Tell Keladeinos that her poetry will be as beautiful as always, and that she needn't worry. Keep Gelos from detroying anything at the cooking pavilion. And... be careful."

Soteria shakes herself, nods, and flutters off in the direction of the festival grounds, relishing the way that the constant breezes of the Windswept Plateau makes flying so much more effortless. She does not think about missing gods, or shifting landscapes, or a legendary horror ransacking her home. She does not. She does not!

Mom will handle it, she tells herself firmly. Mom can always handle it. She refuses to allow herself any further thoughts on the matter, and manages a smile as she enters the Mistral Jamboree. Nothing is going to ruin this for her. Everything is going to go perfectly.

Artemis | She/her | FR+1

[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=14946219] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/149463/14946219_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Riptooth roars her approval as the swordsdragon takes his bow. Her fumbling words are lost in the thunder of the crowd. "Good, yes, yes? Good!" She tosses them back and forth, trying to find the proper way to express the feeling. It's impossible, there's too much here: the whirl of colors, the rush of smells, the sheer [i]talent[/i] on display! Her heart might belong to Nature, but something in her soul still sings to Wind. She leaps from the platform and into the air, taking in the happy chaos. The airships and balloons are especially breathtaking, rainbows picked out in leather and brilliant cloth. She's heard stories of Cloudsong's foregone sky-pirates (her ancestors, perhaps?), and is eager to fuel her songs and daydreams. Should she tour the great ships? Seek out stories to add to her collection? For the moment, she spreads herself out on the updrafts and circles like a benevolent vulture, humming in tuneless bliss.

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Riptooth roars her approval as the swordsdragon takes his bow. Her fumbling words are lost in the thunder of the crowd.

"Good, yes, yes? Good!" She tosses them back and forth, trying to find the proper way to express the feeling. It's impossible, there's too much here: the whirl of colors, the rush of smells, the sheer talent on display! Her heart might belong to Nature, but something in her soul still sings to Wind. She leaps from the platform and into the air, taking in the happy chaos. The airships and balloons are especially breathtaking, rainbows picked out in leather and brilliant cloth. She's heard stories of Cloudsong's foregone sky-pirates (her ancestors, perhaps?), and is eager to fuel her songs and daydreams. Should she tour the great ships? Seek out stories to add to her collection? For the moment, she spreads herself out on the updrafts and circles like a benevolent vulture, humming in tuneless bliss.

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=11686098] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/116861/11686098_350.png[/img] [/url] Aura wandered back to the Cloudsong Celebration in search of the Spiral she had met the previous day. "Oh, hello! Just wanted to say thank you for the gulls - I passed it on to my clanmate in the cooking competition today. Fingers crossed for the results!" The Imperial continued on her way to see whatever was on stage next. She enjoyed going with the flow this festival and being surprised at all the delightful entertainment. Although she loved her clan, it was a wonderful vacation to return to her home flight and visit all the well known landmarks again.

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March 26, 2018 17:27:06

Aura wandered back to the Cloudsong Celebration in search of the Spiral she had met the previous day.

"Oh, hello! Just wanted to say thank you for the gulls - I passed it on to my clanmate in the cooking competition today. Fingers crossed for the results!"

The Imperial continued on her way to see whatever was on stage next. She enjoyed going with the flow this festival and being surprised at all the delightful entertainment. Although she loved her clan, it was a wonderful vacation to return to her home flight and visit all the well known landmarks again.

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=30481633] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/304817/30481633_350.png[/img] [/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=30793703] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/307938/30793703_350.png[/img] [/url] Stanza applaudes wildly, pulling out a pen from her newly acquired stationary set. Firefly looks at it quizzically. "Pretty sure that those were being sold as mapmaking kits, dear." Stanza smiles. "What is a poem, if not a map of the mind? Of the soul? It's got all of the relevant materials either way, and I do plan to use it for some maps. I'm actually planning to pick one up for Schiaparelli, for their cartography." "Ell didn't come?" Firefly is surprised. "I thought they loved the festivals." Stanza shrugs, taking a pause from her conversation to take a sugarmelon cube from the Coatl and complimenting him on his performance. "They had something going on. I think they're helping to plan evacuation routes for the Sunbeam Ruins." Firefly shivers for a second, briefly glancing at the wrong-twisting whirlwind overhead. Stanza, sensing her distress, lays a claw over hers. "Don't worry. Whatever comes our way, we'll handle it. Together." She breaks out into a bigger smile. "Come on, try some of this sugarmelon. It really is delicious." Firefly lifts her mask to take a bite of the fruit, savoring the sweet flavor. "Do you want to see about some of the competitions? I hear that there's a Battle of the Bands somewhere around here." "There is nothing I would more love to do." The two dragons move onwards, tails twisted together.

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Stanza applaudes wildly, pulling out a pen from her newly acquired stationary set. Firefly looks at it quizzically. "Pretty sure that those were being sold as mapmaking kits, dear."

Stanza smiles. "What is a poem, if not a map of the mind? Of the soul? It's got all of the relevant materials either way, and I do plan to use it for some maps. I'm actually planning to pick one up for Schiaparelli, for their cartography."

"Ell didn't come?" Firefly is surprised. "I thought they loved the festivals."

Stanza shrugs, taking a pause from her conversation to take a sugarmelon cube from the Coatl and complimenting him on his performance. "They had something going on. I think they're helping to plan evacuation routes for the Sunbeam Ruins."

Firefly shivers for a second, briefly glancing at the wrong-twisting whirlwind overhead. Stanza, sensing her distress, lays a claw over hers. "Don't worry. Whatever comes our way, we'll handle it. Together." She breaks out into a bigger smile. "Come on, try some of this sugarmelon. It really is delicious."

Firefly lifts her mask to take a bite of the fruit, savoring the sweet flavor. "Do you want to see about some of the competitions? I hear that there's a Battle of the Bands somewhere around here."

"There is nothing I would more love to do." The two dragons move onwards, tails twisted together.

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=31998489] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/319985/31998489_350.png[/img] [/url] Aidan moved efficiently across the gently-rocking platforms of the lair drifting across the Cloudsong. It had always been his duty to see to the lights and the lanterns, and remain ever vigilant that the fires were ever-burning in the face of breezes and gusts alike. But now, with the throngs of visiting dragons and clans, it was even more important--his charge. He would not, could not, fail. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=27375948] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/273760/27375948_350.png[/img] [/url] "Lighten up, would you?" Honeydew smiled at Aidan. "Everything is fine, everything will be fine. Can you not see the joy on everyone's faces? This is truly the most magnificent time of the year." Honeydew sighed with content. Aidan sighed for a different reason, exasperated. "You can moon over the festivities, but I have a duty, and I will see it fulfilled. Those dragons will have a magnificent time, because everything was perfected and sustained with preparation, and upkeep. I will maintain my vigil." "It's not as though the winds will cease, again. Relax." Aidan grimaced at the reminder, a chill seeping into his bones. Honeydew spoke in jest, but, with the winds changing... "Go, on then, and bother someone else, would you? Enjoy the festivities." Honeydew hmmphed, but then flew off to join the raucous cacophony of celebrating dragons, dancing in currents that had recently been still and silent. That did not seem to disturb them, but Aidan was not so quick to forget.

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Aidan moved efficiently across the gently-rocking platforms of the lair drifting across the Cloudsong. It had always been his duty to see to the lights and the lanterns, and remain ever vigilant that the fires were ever-burning in the face of breezes and gusts alike. But now, with the throngs of visiting dragons and clans, it was even more important--his charge. He would not, could not, fail.

"Lighten up, would you?" Honeydew smiled at Aidan. "Everything is fine, everything will be fine. Can you not see the joy on everyone's faces? This is truly the most magnificent time of the year." Honeydew sighed with content.

Aidan sighed for a different reason, exasperated.

"You can moon over the festivities, but I have a duty, and I will see it fulfilled. Those dragons will have a magnificent time, because everything was perfected and sustained with preparation, and upkeep. I will maintain my vigil."

"It's not as though the winds will cease, again. Relax."

Aidan grimaced at the reminder, a chill seeping into his bones. Honeydew spoke in jest, but, with the winds changing...

"Go, on then, and bother someone else, would you? Enjoy the festivities." Honeydew hmmphed, but then flew off to join the raucous cacophony of celebrating dragons, dancing in currents that had recently been still and silent. That did not seem to disturb them, but Aidan was not so quick to forget.

[quote]@/Gravebloom The coatl smiles to the whole group as he hands out some party favors. It's nice to see them all having so much fun![/quote] [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=39641303][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/396414/39641303.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=39146686][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/391467/39146686.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=36068516][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/360686/36068516.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=37676126][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/376762/37676126.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=36238642][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/362387/36238642.png[/img][/url][/center] Jolet and Nirya roared with excitement at the performance, while Heather and Safira looked on with horror imagining what those swords could do to a dragon. All Caspian could think about, however, was all that food! He was horrified to see it all drop to the ground, and began making plans to gather it all up once everyone dispersed. Aiobhinn finally felt at ease here, and was overjoyed to see her clanmates enjoying the show. Though she did feel a little upset about the food, as well... When Chadley sauntered up to them all with his hands behind his back, Nirya and Safira swooned, giggling to each other. And then he smiled at them, and, well, their hearts melted. As he reached around to give them all the party favours, the two young faes reached forward eagerly to recieve his gift.

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@/Gravebloom
The coatl smiles to the whole group as he hands out some party favors. It's nice to see them all having so much fun!

Jolet and Nirya roared with excitement at the performance, while Heather and Safira looked on with horror imagining what those swords could do to a dragon. All Caspian could think about, however, was all that food! He was horrified to see it all drop to the ground, and began making plans to gather it all up once everyone dispersed. Aiobhinn finally felt at ease here, and was overjoyed to see her clanmates enjoying the show. Though she did feel a little upset about the food, as well...

When Chadley sauntered up to them all with his hands behind his back, Nirya and Safira swooned, giggling to each other. And then he smiled at them, and, well, their hearts melted. As he reached around to give them all the party favours, the two young faes reached forward eagerly to recieve his gift.

scuz me, what u
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My mama's better than yours!

nosy, aren't ya?

[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=361914] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/3620/361914_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] "Fortunes told! Come one, come all!" The imperial is brightly colored and brightly dressed, and she gestures dramatically as she calls party guests over to her table. A star chart hangs behind her, depicting the zodiac with fanciful illustrations of each constellation. The table is draped with heavy velvet and decorated with precious stones of all kinds, laid out to form intricate patterns. Tarot cards are laid out to one side. The centerpiece is a large crystal ball. At first glance it seems like simply a polished grey rock, but in fact it is made entirely of labradorite, and its strange iridescence has attracted many curious onlookers. The imperial smiles and touches the crystal, and it flashes a startling array of colors: gold, blue, green, and even a hint of purple. It's like a rainbow trapped in a stone. Watching its mysterious interior gleam is almost hypnotic. "My name is Tlazolmiquiztli, but you can call me Tla. And I can tell your fortune!" she says. "I can read tarot, tell your horoscope... or perhaps you would like me to peer into my lovely crystal ball! Indeed, it is wonderful to look at, isn't it?" Tla makes a show of staring into it, waving her hands in a complicated pattern. She taps it with one claw and it flares with color again, making the crowd titter with delight. "The future holds so many secrets. I can divine only one per person, but I can promise it will be good! The future will soon become the presents!" With only a sly wink to acknowledge her pun, she reaches under the table and distributes some presents to every dragon nearby. @ArtemisAgrotera "Though the changing winds can bring currents of uncertainty, your fortunes are borne aloft on the breeze!" Tla announces, handing Soteria a lovely Windy cape. @Oranitha "I foresee a week of flowering excitement!" The imperial hands Riptooth a whole bouquet of flowers. @JinxMoonstone "Hmm, I predict these weird lizards will be useful to you in some way." Tla holds out some wriggling skinks. @Toranne "Your aura is pure and bright," Tla marvels. "This sword does not shine as well, but I foresee you will find a use for it regardless." Do be careful, this thing has to be riddled with tetanus. It's so cool though!

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"Fortunes told! Come one, come all!"

The imperial is brightly colored and brightly dressed, and she gestures dramatically as she calls party guests over to her table. A star chart hangs behind her, depicting the zodiac with fanciful illustrations of each constellation. The table is draped with heavy velvet and decorated with precious stones of all kinds, laid out to form intricate patterns. Tarot cards are laid out to one side.

The centerpiece is a large crystal ball. At first glance it seems like simply a polished grey rock, but in fact it is made entirely of labradorite, and its strange iridescence has attracted many curious onlookers. The imperial smiles and touches the crystal, and it flashes a startling array of colors: gold, blue, green, and even a hint of purple. It's like a rainbow trapped in a stone. Watching its mysterious interior gleam is almost hypnotic.

"My name is Tlazolmiquiztli, but you can call me Tla. And I can tell your fortune!" she says. "I can read tarot, tell your horoscope... or perhaps you would like me to peer into my lovely crystal ball! Indeed, it is wonderful to look at, isn't it?" Tla makes a show of staring into it, waving her hands in a complicated pattern. She taps it with one claw and it flares with color again, making the crowd titter with delight. "The future holds so many secrets. I can divine only one per person, but I can promise it will be good! The future will soon become the presents!" With only a sly wink to acknowledge her pun, she reaches under the table and distributes some presents to every dragon nearby.

@ArtemisAgrotera
"Though the changing winds can bring currents of uncertainty, your fortunes are borne aloft on the breeze!" Tla announces, handing Soteria a lovely Windy cape.

@Oranitha
"I foresee a week of flowering excitement!" The imperial hands Riptooth a whole bouquet of flowers.

@JinxMoonstone
"Hmm, I predict these weird lizards will be useful to you in some way." Tla holds out some wriggling skinks.

@Toranne
"Your aura is pure and bright," Tla marvels. "This sword does not shine as well, but I foresee you will find a use for it regardless." Do be careful, this thing has to be riddled with tetanus. It's so cool though!

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=40232784] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/402328/40232784_350.png[/img] [/url] When Germel spotted the kite, he didn’t think much of it. around this time of the year, kites were so abundant in the skies that the younger hatchlings had to be warned against flying too fast, for fear of trapping themselves in the strings. however, this particular kite was a vibrant lime green, with intricate floral designs bordering the edges. the spiral was intrigued by the unique design, and he approached it to get a better look. however, he quickly realized that the string had become tangled on his wings, and, in an effort to escape, he entangled himself further. “Now how am I going to explain this to my clan mates?” he murmured sadly.

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When Germel spotted the kite, he didn’t think much of it. around this time of the year, kites were so abundant in the skies that the younger hatchlings had to be warned against flying too fast, for fear of trapping themselves in the strings. however, this particular kite was a vibrant lime green, with intricate floral designs bordering the edges. the spiral was intrigued by the unique design, and he approached it to get a better look. however, he quickly realized that the string had become tangled on his wings, and, in an effort to escape, he entangled himself further.
“Now how am I going to explain this to my clan mates?” he murmured sadly.

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[img]http://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=38795665&skin=21989&apparel=21274,21282,21298,21241&xt=dressing.png[/img] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=38433743&skin=9209&apparel=5908&xt=dressing.png[/img] "Finally!! We're here!! Arent, you excited Cali?!" An energetic looking guardian was bouncing in circles around his leader, who looked like she was trying very hard not to get stepped on. The mirror shot her companion an amused look, "Of course I am Poseidon, but don't forget that we're still new to wind flight and the mistral jamboree...And I don't think accidentally crushing any other dragons will make us many friends" "Oops, sorry!" Poseidon yelped, narrowly avoiding making a pancake out of a pair of startled coatls. Cali chuckled, Poseidon was a clumsy dragon, but his heart was in the right place; there was no one else she would want with her on this trip. After all, they were scouting very unfamiliar territory... a party. It wasn't that her clan didn't know how to have fun, Cali mused to herself, but with the difficult pasts each dragon had endured, it was hard for any of them to ever really relax. Except for Poseidon, of course, who seemed to never stop smiling when around his charge. "Whoa look at all this jam Cali! And the kites, they're huge! And what in the Windsinger is THAT! Cali? Cali?" Tuning out Poseidon's animated babble, Cali looked up in awe at a beautiful sight - thousands of dragons twirling and diving through the air, all around a beautiful effigy of the Windsinger. She longed to join them, to spread her wings and soar, but she held back. Her eyes betrayed her as a plague dragon, and she was always conscious of how strange it was for a mirror dragon to be flying. What if she wasn't accepted? As she lingered in place, entranced by the spiraling dances of the other dragons, a huge imperial suddenly plummeted from the sky to land next to her. "Hey there friend! I'm Blishe.What are you doing sitting down here? The fun is all above you!" She smiled cheerfully at Cali, who stared at her in wonder. "I'm not...I mean... I'm a-" Cali stuttered. Blishe laughed, "What, fiendcat got your tongue? Come on!" She took off, a whirl of emerald and peach, and Poseidon looked to Cali for what to do next. "We don't have to fly if you don't want to" He suggested. Opening her wings, she looked at him playfully, "Race you to the top!" ~ After spending a long day at MistJam and having, quite frankly, the time of her life, Cali considered the rest of her clan. Perhaps they too would benefit from a new experience...

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"Finally!! We're here!! Arent, you excited Cali?!" An energetic looking guardian was bouncing in circles around his leader, who looked like she was trying very hard not to get stepped on.

The mirror shot her companion an amused look, "Of course I am Poseidon, but don't forget that we're still new to wind flight and the mistral jamboree...And I don't think accidentally crushing any other dragons will make us many friends"

"Oops, sorry!" Poseidon yelped, narrowly avoiding making a pancake out of a pair of startled coatls.

Cali chuckled, Poseidon was a clumsy dragon, but his heart was in the right place; there was no one else she would want with her on this trip. After all, they were scouting very unfamiliar territory... a party.

It wasn't that her clan didn't know how to have fun, Cali mused to herself, but with the difficult pasts each dragon had endured, it was hard for any of them to ever really relax. Except for Poseidon, of course, who seemed to never stop smiling when around his charge.

"Whoa look at all this jam Cali! And the kites, they're huge! And what in the Windsinger is THAT! Cali? Cali?"

Tuning out Poseidon's animated babble, Cali looked up in awe at a beautiful sight - thousands of dragons twirling and diving through the air, all around a beautiful effigy of the Windsinger. She longed to join them, to spread her wings and soar, but she held back. Her eyes betrayed her as a plague dragon, and she was always conscious of how strange it was for a mirror dragon to be flying. What if she wasn't accepted?

As she lingered in place, entranced by the spiraling dances of the other dragons, a huge imperial suddenly plummeted from the sky to land next to her.

"Hey there friend! I'm Blishe.What are you doing sitting down here? The fun is all above you!" She smiled cheerfully at Cali, who stared at her in wonder.

"I'm not...I mean... I'm a-" Cali stuttered.

Blishe laughed, "What, fiendcat got your tongue? Come on!" She took off, a whirl of emerald and peach, and Poseidon looked to Cali for what to do next.

"We don't have to fly if you don't want to" He suggested.

Opening her wings, she looked at him playfully, "Race you to the top!"
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After spending a long day at MistJam and having, quite frankly, the time of her life, Cali considered the rest of her clan. Perhaps they too would benefit from a new experience...

She/Her ~ On fr time

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[img]http://flightrising.com/images/cms/familiar/art/25355.png[/img] The Kitsune took the sugarmelon in its mouth eagerly, and shortly after was racing around the festival, outrunning a quickly tired Starling, who was making a mental note that whole sugarmelons around Kitsune led to absolute disaster. However, the sugar rush left in about ten minutes, and Starling and her new friend settled under a tree, watching the kites above them, the musicians near them, and the dragons around them. Starling smiled contentedly, quietly musing to herself. "Guess I'm getting used to this..." [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/380960/38095999_350.png[/img]

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The Kitsune took the sugarmelon in its mouth eagerly, and shortly after was racing around the festival, outrunning a quickly tired Starling, who was making a mental note that whole sugarmelons around Kitsune led to absolute disaster. However, the sugar rush left in about ten minutes, and Starling and her new friend settled under a tree, watching the kites above them, the musicians near them, and the dragons around them. Starling smiled contentedly, quietly musing to herself.

"Guess I'm getting used to this..."

You're going to be amazing.
You can do this. It's just within your reach. Just breathe.
The world ends with you. If you want to enjoy life, expand your world. You gotta push your horizons out as far as they'll go.