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Arc 2: Substance Freeze
Day 31
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Bedrock

The youngling followed the dragon group from some distance
It was weird for him to see a lair so diverse and apparently friendly so close by where he was. The fact that he hadn’t noticed that was a surprise. Following the pair of dragons that offered him ‘’help’’, there was those two that he saw at the forest not too long ago, a mirror with an eyepatch and a white skydancer that almost looked annoyed by being in the forest
Bedrock couldn’t agree more in being ‘’annoyed’’. He kinda missed the colors of his old lair, everyone was sooo bright… and then, he was born pitch black with those deep purple eyes instead of the yellow ones from his ‘’clan’’
But here… here was almost like ‘’an opposite’’, a closed up, hidden lair in a forest where everyone seemed not care about difference
This feeling of acceptance was hard to come by for him… and for the first time…. Bedrock was feeling it…
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Ironstone

The female pearlcatcher opens her eyes slowly, clenching her teeth at the thin pain at her presumed broken wing, and staring at a foggy whitish figure at her side, she tries to move her neck to get a better look, but the pain was unbearable, making her head fall down at the ground as she lets out a heavy breath
Ironstone could feel her whole body tremble while she tightly closed her eyes

‘’gh….’’ She gulped while trying to think of something to say… was that… dragon just staring at her? On second thought, maybe it tried to help…. Since now… ironstone could not feel like those sticky old badges on her wings.
What and who was it?.... She could not get a good glance because of her fatigue and ‘’lazy eyes’’

But….
Why would anyone help?
The female tried to move her wings a bit, and stopped with the feeling of an awful pain that made her grunt
Now they certainly know that im awake……

Arc 2: Substance Freeze Day 31 --------- [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/s0BV4jp.png[/img][/center] Justice follows quiet from behind, unsure of what to say. He glances over to the young Imperial, small and shuddering, the fear Justice notices initially seems to fade away from his dark face as they moved on. A voice scratches at the back of his throat and Justice clears it awkwardly. He does want to say something. Anything should suffice. He glances over to the Imperial again. "What are you doing here all alone?" Justice feels that he shouldn't have asked. The next question comes out immediately after the first, Justice didn't give it second thought until he saw the Imperial's face scrunch up. "Where is your clan?" He knows that he hit a soft spot. Ahh, all his curiosities be damned. ------ [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ox7exYj.png[/img][/center] Charli sighs as she hangs off another tree branch. Justice has been quiet after his instructions to follow them from a fair distance. "I should have said something before I left." She mumbles to herself. "Now Frii's gonna get all flustered." She groans at the thought of Fridr lecturing her, especially so soon after the accident in Fire, Charli should have known better. In reality, she did. She simply didn't expect to be caught up with a task from Justy this late into the night. It was supposed to be a short meetup, exchange of information and probably spend some time with Justy and be back on her way. Charli swings to another tree branch, using her wings to glide to the other tree. She hangs off that one and waits again. ------- [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/NvXxLJJ.png[/img][/center] Heavy eyelids almost falls when Searlus's ears pick up a noise. It becomes silent for a long while and Searlus puts it off until he hears it again, this time louder than the previous. He shoots a look to the fallen Pearlcatcher and catches her moving, albeit not too much. "Are you awake?" Searlus thinks it is stupid to ask. It should be evident if the dragon was conscious or not. Only, he isn't too sure. He thought he saw her eyes open, but when he got closer, they were squeezed shut. Her breathing was as labored as she had been and she wasn't moving again. "Or maybe you can just lay there. Till tomorrow when you've gained back some strength." Searlus wanted to hide his face of embarrassment. Who was he kidding? Of course she'll stay right there. She couldn't move! Searlus swallows a nervous sigh and sits a couple of feet away from her, that way if she does wake, he'll know for sure.

Arc 2: Substance Freeze
Day 31
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Bedrock
Bedrock tried his best to keep a straight face, but when the subject clan came into surface, he couldnt contain his expression of disconfort. He tried his best to smile and looked at the Skydancer

"I came from.... Sun...sunbeam ruins" he stuttered, trying to stay calm
But he could feel the disconfort crawling on his back.... maybe this mister is just... worried?...

"A-and you?....." the imperial cleared his throat "are.... are you from here?"

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Ironstone
Oh if only she could giggle at the akwardness of this moment... Ironstone slowly opened her eyes, finally seeing form on that "blur".
It was a Tundra....
A whitish tundra
She faintly smiled, trying to get a better look at him, but with not enough strength to get her head up.

"Did.....did you..." it was hard to talk

damn my throat is a wreck...

That remmark almost made her laugh, it wasnt only that part of her body that was a wreck
She took a deep breath and tryied to talk again, maybe.... another subject

"Heh....S-sorry for.... ruining this....beautiful night" the pearlcatcher mumbled

Indeed it was a beautiful night, the sky was clear, and the sounds of this waterfall nearby just made things.... right
Perfect night

And she ruined this...Tundra's night with her pathetic presence
But still why would he help her?
Maybe... maybe he doesnt know?

Arc 2: Substance Freeze
Day 31
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Reynold & McVoid

It wasn't unusual for Reynold to wake up before the sunrise, with small jumps on his sturdy plataforms along the tree's messy inside, he jumps on a plataform almost on the top of the tree and walks by the decorated branch that suported the plataform. There was a small strand of water running by the tree, that went down on the branch like a small waterfall.
The fae picks up a small decorated clay pot from a pile nearby and fetches some fresh water, his big eyes focused on the tiny drops of water splashing around his pottery.

He holds the now filled pot with his tail, getting inside a big wooden bucket that worked like a elevator, using the ropes to get down on the main plataform of the dead tree.

The Fae trots quickly and goes towards some various potted plants on the edge of that plataform, watering each one of them carefuly while humming. Soon he placed the empty pot at the floor and sitted, staring at the sky.

The sound of waterfalls and rivers were syphonic, some owls and crickets complemented this orchestra.
Reynold took a deep breath, before saying to himself:
"Moving to this area was a delightful choice"

Sundely, a loud "splash" echoed throught the tree, making the faes frills stand up with surprise, he soon ran around, looking for his coat and apparels.

Some heavy steps sounds where heard, climbing his spiral stone stairs that he'd built to facilitate entrance of "bigger company". As soon as he got back, the pinkish bogsneak shook her entire body, making some parts of the algae on her back fly around the wooden plataform.

The bogsneak greated Reynold with a warm smile.

"Opsy! Heya Rey-Rey! Sorry ta come that late, ya know how i am"

Reynold smiled back at Void, while she threw a gigantic wet bag on her side.

"I brought ya some stuff"

"Appreciated..." he cleaned his throat "Macvoid, although it is.. indeed, very late, your presence is, like usual... conforting"

"Mah!" She gesticuled with her paw, while getting some of the algae out of her field of vision, "theres no need fer fancy talkin with me"

The Fae grunts, and tugs the collar from his sweater a little bit

"So.... what do you have to provide me today?

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Arc 2: Substance Freeze Day 31 ----- [center][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/432130/43212926p.png[/img][/center] Notori flew silently beside the wildclaw, her hands resting nervously on the small book hidden in her bag. She eyed the hatchling warily, the odd colored patches of opal scattered across their body catching the light of the lair throwing light against the walls. She noticed a few other dragons in the lair watching the strange procession, a few confused glances were thrown her way as they go about their night. She flutters forward slightly, whispering a quick goodnight to Ali before flying towards her quarters, a room in the smaller section of the lair, built to accommodate the other fae and smaller dragons. ----- [center][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/420868/42086712p.png[/img][/center] Ali trekked onwards, her mind focused on bringing the hatchling to Emilio and try to figure out how they can handle housing a dragon that will get that large as an adult. [i]'The other Imperial in the clan lives on the riverbank, we don't have anyone to carve out a cave for them besides Tyberius, and he's already busy with his odd winter prediction.'[/i] Ali glanced down at the hatchling, watching as it took in the clan. Not everyone was out, since it was rather late at night, but those who were awake very clearly caught the interest of the child. "Little one, have you met a progenitor before?" ----- [center][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/213850/21384992p.png[/img][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/449872/44987185p.png[/img][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/485991/48599011p.png[/img][/center] Duhar walked behind Ali, sleep pulling at his limbs before a large hand plucked him from the ground and settled him onto the familiar crystals of his brothers back. Duhar bit at the hand, his fins flicking before resting on the spines of the ridgeback. "Duhar, you know better than to hide away like that for so long, you had me and Vy worried sick. You go and tell your sister sorry for hiding away like that." A dark head with small prongs appeared out of Tyberius' crystal mane, an accusatory stare coming from the light red eyes. His plague siblings teased him for a moment before all looking at the skydancer that had been following behind him before waving slightly. Vycarc looked around before her eyes landed on another imperial hatchling. Jumping off of her brother and gliding, shakily, over to Ali and the hatchling, watching the interaction.

Arc 2: Substance Freeze Day 31 ------ [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/s0BV4jp.png[/img][/center] Justice swallows his awkwardness. After all, he was the one who initiated the question. 'I come from place far from here, where all the dragons are born under the blessings of Lightning." He looks ahead, reminiscing his past. "But my home was burned down. My clan along with it. I was the only one who got out quick enough. I walked for so long, I couldn't even track." Justice closes his eyes to feel the night breeze and continues. "Just like that, one day, Fridr found me." Justice smiles as he looks down on Bedrock. "He's a big guy, doesn't talk much. But I think you'll like him." --------- [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/NvXxLJJ.png[/img][/center] "Ruin?" Searlus' ears perks up at the voice of the Pearlcatcher. "Not ruin, my lady." He edges closer to her so she doens't have to strain her weak body while watching him. "I have water." He explains sheepishly. "Fetched it not too long ago. Perhaps you should have it. You should rest. We can talk tomorrow." Searlus cocks his head to one side, afraid that she may flee in the middle of the night with her horrible wounds. "You will stay till tomorrow, won't you?" ------ [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Tn8ZXjZ.png[/img][/center] Amarin is the first to wake. The sun has yet to rise and the air is cool. She stretches her back and wings before noticing that Charli was missing. Her heart skipped a beat. Since the accident, Charli has not played truant. She knows better. Perhaps, an errand from Justice? She sighs. They need to improve on their communication system. While Charli and Justice can pick up messages from each other, none of the others can. And situations like today is bound to happen frequently in the future. The clan can't risk losing both of them at once. Hesitantly, Amarin leaves the sleeping duo be as she heads on to fetch some water by the nearby stream. She remembers passing by a small waterfall, where a small strand of water running by the tree. It will only take a moment. -------- [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/s0BV4jp.png[/img][/center] Justice is greeted by the sight of dragons teasing each other - mainly teasing Duhar. He couldn't wipe that grin across his face as it reminds him of Charli before the accident. Well, she still is as cheeky, but maybe less playful. It was the burden of growing up. And it saddens Justice to know that soon, Charli would be all grown up. So would Phoenix. This time, Justice doesn't wait for the awaiting clan to ask. He steps forward, his head held slightly lower and greets them. "My name is Justice." He says, looking at the various dragons that have gathered. "Duhar was kind to bring me to you."

Arc 2: Substance Freeze
Day 31
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Bedrock

He noticed that his question had been not the best.... maybe he made the Dragon unconfortable. He glanced upon his face, as he spoke.
"Fridr?" He whispered, paying attention to the wildclaw words aswell, "progenitor?" He questioned, loud enough to be heard, "n-no... i dont know what that is..."
The phrase was more towards himself, Bedrock is almost sure he'd heard this word before, but he cant remember when...

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Ironstone

"S not like i can move...." she answers boldly, noticing how rude it might had been after saying it. She breathed heavily, cursing under her breath because of how cocky she might have sounded, "s-sorry for that.... the week was rough, youre the first one to help... for that, you have my.... gratitude..."

Ironstone opened her eyes slightly, their vivid red color wasnt that much apparent, "if is not bothersome, i would gadly accept some water"

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Reynold

Reynold remains with a slightly irritated expresion as McVoid loudly laughs, placing one bag down, "i knew yer were needing these bugs, after all, ya like ta do plenty of magic, 'amyright'?"
Her loud personality had always been kind of disturbing for him, he wasnt the most 'extrovertid' dragon, and he will never get it why he had become friends with this bogsneak.

"Is not 'magic', my friend, is transmutation. I do have capacity of using 'magic', but im not fond with it", he speaks in a null tone of voice, sitting down and grabbing the massive bag of bugs -that wasnt that big in comparrison with the one that McVoid was keeping it-, and looking inside of it, making his eyes grew wide.

"That'll be all fer today Rey-Rey?" She asks, arranging herself to get out of the tree, "yes, precisely, thank you very much for your delivery, im looking foward to our next trade", Reynold faintly smiles, holding his hand towards her, she handshakes it vigorously, and smiles "ill be back in five days, ill try ta look fer the stuff ya need"

The bogsneak tilts her head and walks quickly down the stone stairs, jumping back into the water

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Arc 2: Substance Freeze Day 45 ------- [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/s0BV4jp.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/ox7exYj.png[/img][/center] Justice groans when the sun light burns his eyes upon opening them. He lifts his wings and gives up, slumping back onto the hard earth. His body feels too heavy, too sore, and his memories were hazy. All he could remember was meeting a new clan yesterday. Justice blinks again. It was yesterday, right? He looks around him. Except for an empty plain, there is no other dragons in sight. Was it all a dream? Justice frowns. It can't be. Everything felt too real. He perks his ears towards the sound in the shrubs; still laying sprawled out on the ground, Justice flexes his talons in preparation lest he needs to fight. He doubts that he can, even if he wants to. His body is sore enough as it is. His best bet is to scare the intruder. "Morning!" That is a pleasant surprise. "Frii is out with the Imperial." "Charli?" "You don't look too good." "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to wait for my signal or something?" Justice lays his head back down. "Where is the other clan?" "Oh..." Justice braces himself when Charli says that. "You don't remember?" Justice shakes his head. Remember what? "Charli... It was yesterday when I told you I met the clan, right?" "Justy.. There is no other clan..." Charli looks down into Justice's eyes. "We found you unconscious, with the little Imperial deep in the forest. You stopped talking to me for 10 days. We searched for you in that 10 days. You've been asleep for the past 5 nights since we brought you here." "It's not possible!" Charli looks at him sadly. And Justice lets all the information fall in. ------- [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Tn8ZXjZ.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/wPHnoOK.png[/img][/center] "You're doing much better than Justice." Amarin says as she checks the Imperial through. "He must be having a bad reaction to something. You seem perfectly fine!" Amarin retrieves some berries from her basket and hands it to Bedrock, who has been one of little words since he arrived. They do not know where he's from nor why was he alone in the forest. 'Give him a few days more.' Fridr said. 'When Justice wakes, we'll know the truth.' A few days dragged on, and while Amarin does the best she can to care for the newcomer, she feels a barrier between herself and the child. Fridr, on the other hand, had a better chance. Odd enough that he was too, one of little words, could get along with a child like himself. "One day," he told the Bedrock, "I'll earn myself genes well enough to sustain my clan." "You were blessed with good genes, and a good breed hierarchy. Don't waste it." Bedrock seemed more confused. After all, he told Justice how the Opal made him look too bright for his dark skin. Justice just laughed it off. 'Genes and breeds, why should they matter?' He said to Bedrock. Fridr knew about the unspoken rules of the New World. And he is sure that the child doesn't. Childhood innocence. Fridr misses that. Maybe it is why he enjoys watching Charli frolic in the skies with no worries, and Phoenix chattering away about everything she sees. He hopes the World doesn't steal their innocence away. He hopes wrong, for he knew that the World is unforgiving. "Did Amarin give those to you?" He asks Bedrock as he fiddles with a berry. The child nods slightly. "Well, those are great, could you share one with me?" He smiles. ------- [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ZDtWfyF.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/NvXxLJJ.png[/img][/center] Phoenix sighs when the fish didn't catch. She had a bucket full of bugs and plants, but she doesn't understand why would Fridr send her to fish. Amarin seems to favor seafood over any diet, but Phoenix does not. She hates the smell of fish, and she hates the water most of all. And here she is, fishing for the clan with nothing to show. Phoenix sighs. There should be an easier way. A big splash from the stream drenched her, and Phoenix cries in frustration. No fish! There was no fish biting! These fish are clearly taunting her. "You wouldn't get any this way." She turns to the voice that spoke. Before her, is a huge Tundra. He carries a herb pouch on his waist and wore glasses on his nose. Phoenix chooses to ignore him, upset enough that she was all wet, again. "These big guys are nasty. You should fish over the other side, where the current is stronger and the stream less peaceful." The Tundra says. "The young ones hide there. And they bite, alot." Huh, so he does have something useful to say. Phoenix watches the big dude lumber over the plains to the faster flowing waters and catches a fish easily with his paws. "mm sheaerrwus." He says. "Phoenix." With a wide grin, Phoenix hops over to the Tundra, Shearrus, or something, she couldn't tell. "You need to teach me how to catch the fish." -------- [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/NvXxLJJ.png[/img][/center] Searlus ensures that the Pearlcatcher was flight ready before he left. He doesn't know if she would stay or continue with whatever her journey was, but she seems to be injured a lot. Her scars say plenty, and her fresh woulds don't seem to heal as well as he thought it would. But he doesn't pry. Honestly, Searlus was surprised that she stayed this long. He had left her alone plenty a times, and when he returned, she was still here. Maybe she doesn't like walking. Regardless, Searlus ensures that the Pearlcatcher was nicely healed enough for flight before he left for scavenging today. -------

Arc 2: Substance Freeze
Day 45

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Bedrock

Bedrock slowly gave half of his berries to Firdr. These dragons were warming, a delight to him... his memories where still a bit fuzzy, and his lack of comunication is a big barrier with these two
But still, they look like they are trying their best, the imperial was glad that they were trying
He is also, impressed by the Guardians personality, he too didnt understood why genes....colors and species mattered soo much

He munches on some of the berries
Ooh they are soo much better than the bark and weird insects he used to collect at that dark forest

"I must have troubled you" he murmurs, still thinks he is acting like a 'leech'

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Skyshift

He landed, almost crashing down at Reynold's tree lower plataform, trying to not break any of His colorfull little cutsy thing.

"Oh My dear Tidelord! Im terribly sorry!"

The coatl, streches his wings, taking of his glasses and shrugging a bit

"Its gettin cold here isnt it Reynold?"

Skyshift adjustes his scarf, while the small Fae hops in the area, already wearing his coat and winter outlet _not that this isnt something he doesnt wear_, skyshift thinks, as Reynold aproaches

"Indeed it is, my friend." Reynold looks up, getting the glasses on his tiny paws, "i can see you are needing new lenses, gonna go for red ambar again?"

"Ah! Ye, sure, can i grab some warm water?"

"Sure, the artificial crater is inside the tree, you can go down the wooden stairs"

He smiles, putting his half empty "papers" bag down, walking towards the location

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Reynold

Reynold goes to the second floor, with the glasses attached to his back while he starts to heat up his oven, taking some ambar chunks from a bag nearby

The fae scratches his frills as he look to the sky
It was foggier than usual, and acording to his predictions this is going to be a harsh winter.... he hopes that McVoid has found a nice and safe place to stay

He grabs his teacup and drinks a sip, almost speewing it...

"Ugh, it got cold" he threw it way and just placed a new metal pan with water above the oven "Maybe Skyshift would like one too"
Soon he got his hands on a berry mix, placing then on a tiny paper bag, and got a bigger mix, doing the same "a cup for me is a drop for him...." The fae speaks while the water started to boil

He gets a big 'enormous' jar, and his cup, filling then with the water and placing the bags inside, quickly running over to put the ambar inside the oven. Soon enough, Skyshift's footsteps could be heard, and the coatl now, was watching his friend doing his job

"Need any help?" He smiles

"No, im fine... how are your wings?"

"A bit sore, the water aliviated"

"You shouldnt fly too much without stopping, expecially when the weather is turning colder" the fae takes of the ambar from the glasses, and starts shapping the heated ambar, using his tail to get rid of the berrie bags

"Tea is ready, purple fruits"

"Oh, thanks, you didnt have to-"

"Its fine, theres no bother in making tea for a friend"

Skyshift takes the bigger cup, drinking a sip of it, smiling in a plesant way

"Im not fond of fruit, but, you know i always drink your teas, they are wonderfull"

"How has things been on these past couple days?" Reynold finishes of the lenses, just putting then down to cool, drinking his own tea

"A mess ya know? Some messages are to be delivered for all areas, its just umbelivebly tiring"

Skyshift finishes his tea "i was just done delivering some around here, heading to the gladekeeper now"

"Gladekeeper? What about the Tangled Woods? You are not going to skip one of the areas are you?" Reynold was skeptical about this.... Sky never misses a area, doesnt matter how filthy it is

"Ive been there already" Reynold gives the coatl's glasses back, "ah thanks.. they're much better now"

"No problem... be careful with the weather like this"

The coatl opens up his wings "sure i will, lemme just get the bag downstairs before i go"

"Dont worry, i will pick it up for you"

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Ironstone

This last couple of days had been quite nice to Ironstone. The tundra named Searluss was alwfully kind to her... still, her state wasnt getting better quick

She was feeling like a burden to the poor Tundra, the strenght to fly was far from her, but not because of the pain...

Ironstone knows that the moment that she leaves she will go back to her normal state... beeing hunted over some bounty wasnt nice... her face was basicaly spread all over the place.. and this tundra showed anything but "will to kill", she felt confortable and safe with him....

Still too proud to ask if she could join him on whatever he will do next
Or maybe too shy....

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(@Zemo , is the rp still open?)