Flight Rising Discussion

The grey of dawn was barely staining the eastern sky, when a dozen dragons landed at the Trading Post. At the head of the group was a battle-worn Ridgeback, with an oversized eyepatch covering her right eye. Following behind her came a jumble of breeds, most carrying bulging sacks. Those carrying goods approached the Plundered Pile, and began to unload.

"Pinkerton!" The one-eyed Ridgie barked. A furry lump near the base of the Pile stirred.
"Hmm? Oh. Good morning Ruth!" It said.
"Good news. We got loads of battle stones."
"Excellent! But wont she noti-"
"BAD NEWS," Ruth roared, "A GUARD SPOTTED US."
"Calm down Ruth," Pinkerton sighed. "Tell me what happened."

[i]Back at Crim's secret base...[/i] [indent]"General Mam, Shein has disappeared, along with several of our battlestones." The speaker bowed his furred head respectfully. "A deserter?" "I don't think so, there were signs of a scuffle." "Very well then. Leave me." The other Tundra shuffled out of the room. Crim walked to the back wall, and placed one of her forepaws on a flat panel. "The time is nigh..." She whispered. The panel glowed a soft blue, and a passageway appeared. Crim hurried through it, walking swiftly through the twisting tunnel. At the end of the tunnel was a small room hewn into the stone, with a table in the center and glowing mushrooms spotting the walls. "...For the [i]new me[/i]." Crim lifted one of the scrolls that were resting on the table. [item=breed change: imperial] She unrolled the parchment and read aloud the chant written on it. [b]"Fus Roah Do Sho Rah Klin Fei"[/b] Crim's horns warped, her wings expanded, her fur receded. Her transformation complete, Crim picked up a pot of shimmery paint and applied it to her new body and wings. There was a burning sensation, which faded. [item=primary gene: iridescent][item=secondary gene: shimmer] Finally, Crim took a thorny flower from the table, chewed and swallowed it. There was a sharp pain all the way down her spine, and she gritted her teeth as bony spines pushed through the skin on her back. [item=Tertiary Gene: Spines] "Did it work?" Crim whispered, admiring her new body. She snapped her fingers, and a mirror appeared in front of her. "Yes.... YES." She roared. "Argie!" There was a long silence. The click of claws on stone gradually appeared, and a Wildclaw burst into the room. He stopped when he saw Crim, his eyes shining. "Crim." Arugus breathed. "Yes dear." The Imperial replied. "The time has come. Today, we march."[/indent]