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Post by Tsinga on Aug 15, 2015 12:39:43 GMT -7
Tsinga was flying above the Diamond Spray valley, amber wings stretched out in front of the sun. There was a great wind coming off of the ocean and up the valley that suspended her in the air nearly effortlessly. The SandWing grinned as she flexed her talons. The sun was warm, and she was flying with ease. Everything was perfect. But that changed when she felt a gnawing in her gut. It was like a thousand ears were tearing at her from the inside, clawing, scraping, scratching. She gritted her teeth together and angled her wings downwards, the wing arched over her shoulders as she dived. Tsinga let out a roar of ecstasy, adrenaline burning through her. The dragon slowed as her wings gradually tipped upwards. Now she was gliding through the valley, sharp dark eyes scanning the trees below for and his forsaken food slow e ought for the worst hunter ever to catch.
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Puddlesdog
Egg
This looks fun...
Posts: 2 
Years of RP Experience: 3 Years
Have you read Wings of Fire?: No
Are you interested in becoming staff?: Yes
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Post by Puddlesdog on Aug 15, 2015 14:57:38 GMT -7
A dark shadow loomed in the cover of a tree, stealthy and silent as it observed around it. Silver eyes gleaming brightly next to the black surroundings, the object smiled. This object happened to be Midnight as he observed the dragon flying above him. Suddenly, he wondered what the dragon was thinking. Even though he hated it, he did need to practice doing from a distance.
Closing his eyes, he reached out for the dragons mind. But something went bad when the dragon retreated. Blinking in frustration, he saw the SandWing searching the valley. "I come in peace." He let his voice ring out over the valley. And the sun burning on his back, and he stepped into the sun.
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Post by Tsinga on Aug 15, 2015 15:36:41 GMT -7
Tsinga's dark eyes glared down at the wooded slopes with frustration. These stupid trees were in the way! She huffed with indignation, poisonous barb thrashing in the air. Her furrowed brown immediately sprang up in surprise as a voice echoed to her ears. 'I come in peace.' The small SandWing tucked her wings to her sides and plummeted towards the earth, using an evasive maneuver she learned at the palace. As the ground rushed up to meet her she snapped her wings open and landed gracefully, silently. Barbed tail lashing, she crept around the tight trunks if the thick forest. Her slim ears twitched this way and that, taking in every sound that came her way. At last she heard the deep sound of a dragon breathing. Tsinga tilted her narrow head upwards into the foliage if the canopy. It was very dark in the shadows of the trees, and consequently she could make anything out. "Who's up there!" She barked, her impatience showing through, though she kept a soft curb of politeness to her tone. "Reveal yourself!" She demanded, tucking away her lethal weapon to show that if he really was peaceful, she would respect that.
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