Hey, I was just messaging you to ask if it was alright if I used your dragon, Tarsier, in afan fictionI'm writing based on the rp. If not, I can remove Tarsier, but as of right now your dragon is on the page. Thanks!
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SandWing ridge, with the ruff around her necks like a RainWing. Long, graceful build and forked black tongue. Venomous barb at the end of their tails and venomous fangs. She can change her scales to match her surroundings but not certain colors.
Calm and quiet, not usually talkative unless you get her talking about something she likes. She doesn't do too well under pressure and is very meek. She gives up very easily, and trusts too quickly.))
Palm sighed, sending a puff of steam into the frigid air.
She opened her mouth to say something just as an IceWing showed up, how about twisted into a hateful snarl and a key ring clanking around his neck. "NightWing." He spat the word out like a rotten mango. He pulled an extremely fancy key and slid it into a lock in one of the ice bars blocking their exit. "Follow me." The IceWing beckoned with one serrated claw.
They passed several cells, all of them full of babbling dragons, most of them NightWings. No IceWings whatsoever.
The IceWing slowed and cruelly forced Truth to watch as a particularly small NightWing dragonet was injected with a purple liquids, causing her to immediately start screaming. "Hallucination serum," Doctor Snowbank (the IceWing) said smugly.
Dr. S snorted and waved for a guard. "Put.. him.. back.." he wheezed. "Get... me.. the .. Abomination." He pressed a talon to his chest briefly before recording Truth's reaction on a scroll.
"Palm," He muttered and scrawled some info on a new scroll. Half lazy RainWing and half dim witted SandWing, oh brother, this one is fling to be a dumb one. I wonder if she even knows what is going on, I bet she didn't notice she left the rain forest, his mind grumbled.
Soon, the guard shoved Truth into the same cage as Palm and dragged Palm out. Lazy RainWing, his brain muttered.
Palm yelped as his cold talons wrapped around her foreleg. The guard dragged her down the hallway past screaming dragons, but her mind was preoccupied by the way the NightWing had looked. He'd only been gone for about half an hour, but he'd returned with bloodshot eyes and a feverish look in his eye.
Dr. S grinned at the Hybrid as she was chained to the wall. "Anger," he hissed, and a SandWing servant hands him a needle full of violent red liquid. And he injected it into her neck.
Anger. Burning, hot anger suddenly spiked through Palm's mind and she growled at the leering IceWing. Pain blistered through her spine to her wingtips and she roared in pain as a cold chain tightened around her neck. "Let me GO!" She roared, her voice echoing through the tunnels. "Let me GO!" She shrieked again, lashing out at Dr. S, who stood just out of her reach, taking notes with a smug look on his face.
Palm hissed and spat venom, hitting the doctor. He roared and suddenly held a clear needle in his hands. Injecting it in Palms neck, he hissed in pain.
The SandWing servant wiped up the venom as Palm collapsed.
Palm was thrown into the cage a little after dawn, unconscious. The guard dropped two fish on the ground and left.
"I'm a Sand/Rain Hybrid," she said meekly, curling her tail away from Truth. She attempted to lift her head but couldn't. "I'm not dangerous," she whispered, pressing a talon to her sore neck. Talons and tails, everything hurts.
"Well, if you truly believe that, now it's time to prove that false." He triple checked to make sure there weren't any guards around - any detectable humming from skyfire - then carefully aimed his fire at a small corner right next to the door. He was left with a small indention, just big enough to crawl through and lie in... and full of water.
However, the hole lead to a maze of tunnels. Palm quickly flew out and chose a seemingly random direction that was actually carefully thought out. She took two rights and a left and dashed out into the open snow.
He scrabbled after her. "We need to move fast. I know they have a barrier that kills dragons from other tribes, so we might need to take the long route all the way around to be safe, but that means crossing essentially into the main city."