(heya to new peeps feel free to have as many dragons as you'd like (although a maximium of around 4-6 is a decent limit) and Welcome back anyone from the Fighting An Emperor thread)
Kalanar dropped his armful of broken lumber and splintered logs onto the pile of woodshavings in the ring of stones they had set up on a decently flat area a little ways from the Emperor ravaged Battlefeild they had just fought through, the Slain Emperor's corpse smoked as it smouldered and Burned, they had set it ablaze for the sake of safety, lest another rise from its remains. hunching down onto his forelimbs he breathed a gentle ember breath into the shavings and flickers of small flames soon claimed the rest of the offered fuel.
The Imperial looked over the fledgling bonfire as His clanmates tended their wounds. or rather his Fellow Imperial was trying to see to their Pearlcatcher Clanmate's sprained paw while he tried to unstring his Bow.
"Thats enough Kany! I's fine! away with ye!" Kennan cried as he tried to fend off his persistant clanmate who simply held fast to the bandage and splint she was adamant to wrap around his paw
"'its fine' the Flamecallers Magnificent Behind! You can barely move your wrist, just shut your Trailwing Bughole and hold still, You'll thank me later when you can still use that bow of yours" Kanya Scolded as she finished tying off the knot before fixing Kalanar with a irritated questioning look
"You better still have my Map Kalanar" Kanya's voice growled in warning as her eyes flickered with gold
"'course I do" Kalanar then brandished the map from his bag and returned it to its owner "and as awlays; it was very helpful" the Skinkhide Imperial then set a frying pan and Pot by the growing flames to warm up "lets get some food cooking, I really don't feel like flying home to the Ashfall tonight"
both of his clanmates grunted tiredly in agreement as they settled by the campfire.
Kalanar dropped his armful of broken lumber and splintered logs onto the pile of woodshavings in the ring of stones they had set up on a decently flat area a little ways from the Emperor ravaged Battlefeild they had just fought through, the Slain Emperor's corpse smoked as it smouldered and Burned, they had set it ablaze for the sake of safety, lest another rise from its remains. hunching down onto his forelimbs he breathed a gentle ember breath into the shavings and flickers of small flames soon claimed the rest of the offered fuel.
The Imperial looked over the fledgling bonfire as His clanmates tended their wounds. or rather his Fellow Imperial was trying to see to their Pearlcatcher Clanmate's sprained paw while he tried to unstring his Bow.
"Thats enough Kany! I's fine! away with ye!" Kennan cried as he tried to fend off his persistant clanmate who simply held fast to the bandage and splint she was adamant to wrap around his paw
"'its fine' the Flamecallers Magnificent Behind! You can barely move your wrist, just shut your Trailwing Bughole and hold still, You'll thank me later when you can still use that bow of yours" Kanya Scolded as she finished tying off the knot before fixing Kalanar with a irritated questioning look
"You better still have my Map Kalanar" Kanya's voice growled in warning as her eyes flickered with gold
"'course I do" Kalanar then brandished the map from his bag and returned it to its owner "and as awlays; it was very helpful" the Skinkhide Imperial then set a frying pan and Pot by the growing flames to warm up "lets get some food cooking, I really don't feel like flying home to the Ashfall tonight"
both of his clanmates grunted tiredly in agreement as they settled by the campfire.
