Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27714417-20161123190735/@comment-27281349-20161129001818

Crimson looked down at the snowy figure shooting into the sky. He stretched, yawning and shot down after her, his tail flicking off of Jade Mountian. he could hear muffled 'sad noises'  from her. As she swooped closer to trees, he beat his wings harder, catching up to her in record speed. "Cera slow down!" He called, perching on a tree a few meters ahead of her.

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"I- Crimson- Are you- Are you evil?!" She squeaked, recoiling backwards a bit and dipping her head down somewhat frightened. "Everyone's telling me you're evil! And that you threatened Virile!" She perched on a tree, her sharp claws digging into it deeply.

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"Well-" replied Blackwater to Doombringer. "Well, in dragons 8- There's 8 of us if you count the freaky IceWing, Virile, and Crimson." She paused to think "The 'Wings of sand coated in gold' is probably a SandWing who likes shiny stuff. ugh, whats his name?" She flicked her tail, focusing. "We don't know about the hybrid, theres a few in this school, including myself" Her gaze narrowed and she brought her webless talons to her forehead. "Small wings of ice is the freaky iceWing- and 3 dragons of the night are Virile, Doomy, and Twilight" (HAS SAID DOOMY) inhales