Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-28494541-20180331041359/@comment-28247510-20180408211452

Amaranth's eyes were wide, and his scales had faded from his disguise to various shades of violets and purples, with streaks of white spreading across them. He was frozen there, staring in shock at his ex-best friend. That is, he was until a large Sandwing came barreling down the street, yelling.

Antelope ran down the street, immediately taking in the scene. Multiple carts had caught fire and collapsed, some of them knocking into others and causing them to fall over as well. She recognized the Sandwing weapons merchant she had talked to just earlier that day, roaring in anger as she narrowly escaped being buried as her own cart collapsed. And there were.. two Rainwing staring at eachother in the middle of the street, looking as if they were in the middle of a fight. She steeled herself, then moved forward. Well, I guess this is what my job is..

"Hey, you two! Break it up!" She snarled, standing as tall as she could, which was impressively large, definitely larger than either of the two Rainwings. "You're going to have to find some way to make up for all of this damage, you know!" She unfurled her barbed tail as she noted the fangs bared by the female Rainwing, who she was facing right now. Facing away from Amaranth, she didn't notice as he started to back away, then spread his wings, suddenly in a flurry of flapping wings and thrashing limps managing to take off and get above the city from inside the narrow street.