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Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Eclipse had to admit that Drought had a point. Going into the rainforest with nothing other than a faint idea of what they were looking for and no inside information didn't exactly seem like the best idea. They really didn't think any of this through did they. He looked back towards the RainWing trapped in iron and chains; slightly nervous about letting her come with them. She didn't exactly seem to have a pleasant disposition and the rage that burned in her eyes as she looked at the two SandWings made him twitchy. They had already been attacked once and he really didn't want to experience it a second time so soon.

His eyes snapped to where Aardwolf was standing as Drought said he would come with them, and clearly both of them were not expecting this if the look of surprise on the SandWing's face was anything to go by. His jaws parted for a moment as if he was going to protest before he snapped them shut again and Eclipse saw the stinger curl slightly with unease. Skua is not going to be happy about this. He already had a problem with Dreamseeker and now they were adding another two unknown dragons into their travel party. Skua would see it as more people that could potentially hurt them rather than help them.

Eclipse felt a flash of alarm as Dreamseeker sped away from the cage to hang near Aardwolf, who looked mildly concerned at the fear on the young NightWing's face. "Don't worry. She can't do anything chained up like that," the SandWing said quietly to her.

The RainWing didn't make any kind of threatening motion towards them, so he wondered what spooked her so badly. He turned his attention back to Drought at Dreamseeker's question, curious as to what she would say. He was surprised by her response and how sincere she sounded, but then again he couldn't get a read on the SandWing. Her moods shifted so quickly he could barely keep up with it. She liked Queen Arid, or so it seemed, yet she ran a city of dragons called The Outclaws who seemed more similar to bandits than anything. All of this was starting to make his head hurt.

"Of course Drought." He watched Aardwolf walk off a short ways and pick up a ring of keys from one of the other guards. The SandWing walked back and Eclipse took several steps away to stand closer to Dreamseeker. He had no idea what this RainWing was going to do when they let her out and he didn't want to be her first target.

"I don't know if this is the best idea," he whispered to Dreamseeker, "I mean, I know we don't really have a choice here, but still."

Aardwolf unlocked the cage and brought his stinger around to the side where he could easily use it, "No funny business alright." He stepped back and passed the keys off to another nearby guard before gesturing for the RainWing to step out.

Trial of Shadows | Warrior Cats

Willowcloud

Apperance

Name: Willowcloud
Age: 54 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Thornclan
Rank: Queen
Appearance: Brown and white tabby she-cat with green eyes
Short Description: Born into Thornclan to two older warriors, who have since passed on, Willowcloud was always very much the opposite of many of her fellow apprentices and clanmates. Quiet and caring but with a fierce side when it comes to protecting her family. She is more of an idealist, hoping that one day the clans can find peace with each other. Since she was an apprentice she felt something for Thrushwing, but kept her mouth shut since he already had a loving relationship and kits of his own. She settled for being a friend to him. When Littleleap went missing and hope of finding her was lost she did her best to comfort him. After some time she was surprised to find her feelings being reciprocated and a relationship forming between them that eventually led to the birth of several healthy and happy kits. She tries to care for Wildpaw and Mousepaw as much as she can without feeling like she is replacing their mother, but she is still unsure about how they feel about her and their new young siblings.

Eaglekit

Apperance

Older

Name: Eaglekit
Age: 4 moons
Gender: Male
Clan: Thornclan
Rank: Kit
Appearance: Light brown and white tabby tom with green eyes
Short Description: Bright and excitable, Eaglekit is like most kits who have not been exposed to the struggles of clan life. He roughhouses with his siblings, Thunderkit(will put names in when they are up), and has a zeal for life that comes with kithood. He tries to heed his mother and father as much as he can, but most of the time curiosity gets the best of him and he tries, poorly, to escape from the nursery and hang out with the warriors and apprentices. He likes his older sister Mousepaw because she'll come and play with them, but he doesn't understand the tension that is growing between his family members.

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Eclipse looked around the courtyard, an uncomfortable feeling prickling across his scales. The idea of being enclosed in such a small space with no way to escape or fly was likely one of the greatest fears of many of the dragons across all of the kingdoms. It was certainly one of his. He followed after the others and felt another flash of surprise at another hybrid that appeared to be here guarding the cells. Seemed like this entire place was here just to confuse him.

As they stepped up to the cell he had to stop himself from shuddering at the malicious tone to Drought's voice. He didn't know her at all but he got the impression that it would take very little to set her off, and lose whatever small amount of favor they'd been able to gain. He peered around Drought's other side and stared in shock at the dragon that was inside. He'd never seen a RainWing before nor had any of the scrolls that he read given any kind of description to what they looked like, but this had to be one. He'd never seen any other dragon that looked like this one. This dragon was unique in both form and color with scales that made him think more of a SeaWing, but built more like SkyWing with the slender neck and snout.

This RainWing looked to be anything but lazy though. With fury burning in her blue gaze and a tense posture just on the other side of the bars. Stealing...that still didn't give any explanation to why the RainWing was in the middle of the desert. His eyes flicked to Aardwolf who shuffled uncomfortably from where he stood a little ways off. Wonder if he had something to do with her getting caught.

"So how is she going to help us?" Eclipse turned his attention away from the RainWing briefly to look at Drought, "We just ask her about the poison and see if she'll tell us?" He didn't want to make assumptions, but he didn't think this dragon, trapped as she was, had any kind of interest in helping any of them.

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Eclipse blinked in surprise at the sudden change of tune from Drought. She had seemed so ambivalent and uncaring when they first came in, and now she was offering to help them. He wasn't sure the reason they were going to the holding cells and that made him a bit nervous. Despite his misgivings he turned to follow after the large SandWing as Aardwolf bowed his head respectfully and moved to stand a few steps behind and to the right of the Outclaw leader.

He gave Dreamseeker a confused glance. He was so out of his element in this kind of situation that the best he could do is try to keep the two of them alive. He didn't think that Drought wanted to do anything to harm them, but if she did then he wasn't sure what chance they'd have at getting away as sore as they were. He also had Skua to think about, still asleep in the healer's tent. He would have no idea where they were if something should happen and the likelihood of him leaving without them was incredibly slim. His friend would tear the city apart to find him.

Following the two SandWings out of the tent he could see the immediate quick snaps of guards correcting their stances and other dragons moving to get out of the way to allow them to pass by. Heads were lowered with respect and the guards kept a close eye on anyone that might be creeping a bit to close to them. He didn't really think it was necessary, the massive black stinger on the end of Drought's tail would be enough to keep him away, and he imagined many others wouldn't want to tangle with the experienced leader. As they weaved their way through the streets of the city he couldn't keep track of all of the twists and turns between buildings and past market stalls. He was so used to flying through the air around the mountain peaks of the Sky Kingdom that walking on the ground of a city felt weird. He'd just have to trust that the intentions of The Outclaws was at least somewhat good.

He dropped back a couple of steps to walk next to Dreamseeker; still keeping near enough to the SandWings to not get left behind, but far enough that he could whisper without being heard. "What kind of help do you think she's offering us?" he kept his voice quiet, "And in the holding cells no less. It feels strange."

Serpent's Snag-A Supernatural Western

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Trial of Shadows | Warrior Cats

Silverflight was already up and about doing her usual rounds of the camp in the early morning light, checking in with various other warriors as they came back from the morning's hunting and border patrols. She past by Badgerlurk and Ravensong giving them both a nod as they placed their catches on the freshkill pile. This leaf-fall had given them a fair amount of prey and thankfully no incursions by any other clans or beasts. Other than the murders they were now contending with, and Starclan's concerning silence, they season had been pleasant so far.

Her eyes snapped to the Poolstone at Shadestar's call for a meeting. She wove through the crowd of cats that were beginning to gather to her usual spot on the ground next to the stone, nearby their leader. She glanced up to where Shadestar perched on the rock and gave him a respectful nod as she settled onto the slightly damp ground. She was still somewhat unaccustomed to her position as deputy, but she found a natural comfort in organizing the patrols and offering her aid to Shadestar with whatever he needed. We still need to figure out what to do about these killings and Starclan's silence... I should speak with Shadestar when all of this is over.

She could feel both excitement and nerves mingling together, but she wasn't sure exactly what was causing it. The murders or the upcoming ceremony. She gave a small smile to her brother Kestrelclaw who had settled himself nearby who immediately returned it. She could tell that the issues that all the clans were dealing with at the moment were still swirling around inside her leader's head. The amount of stress he must be feeling, she couldn't even imagine it, but this was a ceremony for a new apprentice and that was something to be celebrated. She shook her head with an amused smile at Mottledpaw's exclamation, and her eyes swept across the cats as Shadestar called for Skykit.



Nightpaw's eyes snapped open at the call of Shadestar outside of the apprentice's den. He quickly stood and shook out his fluffy, black pelt not really caring for the bits that were sticking up in various different directions. Pushing his way out of the den he could feel excitement bubbling up, even though this wasn't his own apprentice or warrior ceremony it still meant a new friend in the den other than Mottledpaw. She'd been complaining about losing space in the den but there was only two of them right now, how much of a difference could one more apprentice make.

He bounded quickly out of the apprentice's den and glanced around at the growing crowd. He could see his father nearby with one of the other warriors Badgerlurk. His older siblings were sitting and having a quiet conversation with each other near the entrance to the warriors den, but he couldn't hear anything that they were saying. Probably nothing that interested him anyway. His ears swiveled around as he heard Mottledpaw's familiar voice and chuckled slightly before he saw his mentor, Froststorm settling nearby the Poolstone. He began to weave through the crowd towards her, "Excuse me," he nearly bumped into Ravensong, "Sorry dad." He flashed his father a grin as he stepped past him.

"Morning Froststorm," he settled down near the silvery she-cat, keeping his voice fairly quiet as they waited for Skykit to approach, "Who do you think is going to mentor Skykit?" His tail flicked back and forth excitedly as he attempted to sit still. He could remember the excitement and pride during his own apprentice ceremony, so he could only imagine how Skykit was feeling right now. He looked around through the crowd for the smaller tom, and caught sight of him making his way through the throng of cats looking well groomed with excitement gleaming in his eyes.



Lionfang was in the midst of grooming out his fur when the familiar call of Shadestar summoned the clan to the Poolstone. He stood and pushed his way out of the warrior's den brushing past Dawnstep and Flamepelt who were sitting nearby, "Morning Flamepelt, Dawnstep!" he chirped to the two of them as he found a place to sit among the gathering of clan cats. Shadestar had sounded stressed, but excited, so he could only guess that this must be Skykit's apprentice ceremony. He himself felt a great deal of excitement. He had no idea who was going to mentor Skykit, but he hoped it would be someone capable.

He hated the amount of sadness and uncertainty that mingled with the gentle mist and dew in the air, but an apprentice ceremony was sure to up the spirits of the clan. He could see many of the clan now gathered around including their deputy and the other two apprentices. It seemed like everyone felt at least a small trill of excitement for the kit. The clan had been thriving with a fair number of apprentices and warriors with little trouble finding prey and protecting their borders. If only they still had those that they'd lost over the past several moon here as well.

The quiet conversations and chattering that were going on around him began to settle down a bit as Skykit made his way through the crowd, looking both excited and terrified, with his fur reflecting the early morning light. No doubt expertly groomed by Gingertalon. He gave the kit a reassuring grin as he passed by to stand just in front of the Poolstone where Shadestar looked down across all of them. The silence that covered the clan was one of anticipation, especially for the warriors who didn't have an apprentice yet.

The Rise of WillowClan

Duskwing reeled around as Moosepaw zipped by her; keeping her movements slow and awkward which was not easy for the slender she-cat to do. She was naturally quick and agile so reminding herself to focus on imitating a larger creature felt odd. "Bigger enemies will use their size and weight against you, and they usually stay low to the ground which makes them hard to knock over." She turned and lumbered towards him rising up onto her hind legs for a brief second to bring both paws down towards him. She aimed just a little in front of the apprentice so that when her paws hit the ground they sent up a puff of snow and dirt directly into Moosepaw's face. While he couldn't see she ducked her head low and slammed into his chest with her full body weight; bowling him onto the ground before flopping down on top of him and batting at whatever she could reach with slow but powerful strikes of her sheathed paws.

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Eclipse flared his wings slightly to better hide Dreamseeker from view as she moved to stand behind him. SkyWings probably weren't the most uncommon to see, but a NightWing would certainly raise more questions. He felt that same irritation bubble up as the SandWing guard belittled the both of them and verbally brushed them to the side. To both his and Dreamseeker's surprise the laid back SandWing they'd been with this whole time snapped at the guards who, after a moment, vanished inside the tent.

The decor of the inside of the tent was a bit over the top. Even Queen Ember hadn't had this many different things decorating her throne room. The incense that was burning tickled his nose in an annoying way and he had to focus on not sneezing in the presence of the leader of The Outclaws. She definitely looked like a dragon that would be named Drought. Her scales the same color of a dry lake bed and just as unpleasant to be around judging by her demeanor. A pleasant smile that didn't reach her eyes and a rough voice. He felt Dreamseeker shudder next to him and he couldn't help but shift uncomfortably at the black gaze that, from Aardwolf appeared warm and friendly, but from her seemed to pierce into his soul.

He watched as Aardwolf stepped off to the side, not towards the other two Outclaws, but definitely out of the line of scrutiny. He looked back towards the guard and Drought as Dreamseeker began to explain what had happened. He bristled slightly at her cold and uncaring response, but kept his jaws firmly clamped shut.

At Drought's question he forced himself not to glare, "Yes it's true. During the speech at her festival someone in the crowd, we're unsure who, launched this dart and struck her in the neck. I was there when she died on the pulpit. Her scales were melting around where the dart struck." He kept his voice even and matter of fact, just stating exactly what happened without any of the emotion that was fighting to push it's way free. "We're hoping by finding the source of the poison it may lead us in the direction of the responsible party. We were on our way there when we were attacked by a group of bandits and came here to help our friend who was injured," he bowed his head respectfully, "We thank you for your aid. I hope we did not cause any inconvenience." He glared down at the floor for a moment before raising his head back up, expression neutral.

The Rise of WillowClan

Duskwing grunted as she hit the ground, but felt the same flash of pride for her apprentice at his abilities. "Very well done." She pummeled his underbelly with her hind legs until she slammed both of them hard into his stomach and flipped his larger form over her head and onto the ground. She rolled onto her feet and shook the dirt out of her pelt. "Now show me some of the defensive moves I've taught you. Pretend I'm larger than you are and show me what you'd do." She fluffed her fur up to make herself look bigger and lumbered towards him. She moved slower than she normally would to both sell the ruse a bit better and give Moosepaw time to respond in the way he thought would be best.

The Rise of WillowClan

Ooh exciting!