Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-28494541-20171219054739/@comment-28247510-20171220050210

(forgot to add this but agave has a little bit of a habit of thinking of dragons as not really, well, dragons, basically everyone as below her since that's how everyone in her family always behaved, and she just sort of accepted that as the truth, and she almost never really even realizes she's doing it. she kind of doesn't tend to realize that these guys mostly have families too and aren't just objects in her family's possession that can be ordered around and punished fr disobeying)

Agave had arrived early, having flown as fast as she could multiple times to race the escorts her mother had ordered to accompany her, trying to at least have a little fun on the boring, long trip there. Her mother hadn't spared any useful guards, apparently.. they kept running out of breath and, in gasps of air, begging her to stop so they wouldn't get in trouble for losing track of her. Eh, the male one was kind of cute, so she supposed she wouldn't secretly send her mother an excuse to exile or demote them to some far corner of the kingdom. Yet. She glanced up as she noticed a Seawing (Torrent) entering the room, and grinned a bit toothily. "Hey! Finally someone else is here besides boring teachers! Unless.. you can't be a teacher, can you? You look young-ish. I'm Agave." She didn't bother to speak formally at all; she doubted that there were many other royal dragons here, especially princesses. Rarely did a single kingdom have so many princesses living at one time that their queen would allow one of them, even the youngest, run off just to go to some school.

Pond flapped her long, slightly slim wings, to slip into a cold, faster-moving current of air that shoved her right towards the school, which she could now see nestled into the side of the mountains. Her scales were a deep shade of jade green, which she'd pretty much spent half of the morning worrying over before finally convincing herself that no one cared what color she was. Hey, maybe, if she was careful, she might even pass for a Seawing and people wouldn't bother her! No, that was probably too much wishful thinking.. Oh, wait, she just flew over the school. Gritting her teeth and scolding herself mentally, she tilted, making a tight right turn that nearly threw her off balance and out of the air, but managed to even out. She made a wider turn to face the school again, and then finally glidded in for a landing, folding her wings almost before she touched the ground. She reaaallly hoped no one had noticed her little mishap there. That was so stupid of her, ugh..

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Fen flapped rapidly, flying as fast as he could to get to the school. Sadly, he wasn't the fastest flier.. literally, though that was also what his sister said when she was referring to the fact that he still couldn't read much, and was probably very stupid, even though he didn't think he was THAT stupid. The letters just kept.. moving. His sister hadn't, and never would, believe him about that though. Maybe someone here would? He could see a few other dragons flying around and coming to land on a small platform in the mountain, and hoped he'd found the Academy and not some secret Skywing base. His sister had given him a crude map with some written instructions, but with her messy writing and bad spelling paired with his horrible reading, it was pretty much useless.