Wolf Play : Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!
Chatbox
 Salem
08:29:50 
-WP Click-
 Silver Lined
08:26:23 Silly, SL
Morning ^^
 The Night Walker
08:12:16 Anemoia/Lupus
The urge of not giving a fuck once school starts is scrumptiously high.
 Captain Ezra
08:01:29 Pirate Lord
-WP Click-

I bought him not realizing he was a pup XD
 Caeruleum
07:59:46 Cae, Blue
not at the moment, but its usually super slow despite all other sites loading fast :/
 Captain Ezra
07:58:58 Pirate Lord
ok is the site slow for anyone else? I know its not my wifi
 Murusa
07:54:42 
It's like she had a target on her head like "kill her!!" lol
 Caeruleum
07:53:28 Cae, Blue
raven feathers are cursed like that :/ sorry for your loss, man
 Murusa
07:52:59 
It's sad that I have so many old wolves and the only one to die today is the only one I used a raven feather
 The Night Walker
07:49:49 Anemoia/Lupus
I don't know if my boyfriend know he has to refresh to see mail-
 Captain Ezra
07:48:06 Pirate Lord
-WP Click-

just had to be him didn't it
 Caeruleum
07:46:11 Cae, Blue
-WP Click-
sobbing on the floor right now
 Captain Ezra
07:46:00 Pirate Lord
I'm gonna cry the wolf I wanted to live died
 Captain Ezra
07:44:40 Pirate Lord
ugg I could lose two wolves
 The Night Walker
07:43:00 Anemoia/Lupus
Ezra
Significantly better than an apple
 Captain Ezra
07:42:20 Pirate Lord
the Bucket of junk needs 500 mush in order to give it to Bree
 Far
07:40:29  <3
Night
I can't remember
 The Night Walker
07:39:42 Anemoia/Lupus
Does a bucket of junk need an apple?
 Far
07:38:34  <3
(From what I remember)
 Far
07:38:16  <3
Star
If you look in crafting you'll see you have to collect some pieces to then get a bucket of junk that functions like a geode

Refresh

You must be a registered member for more
than 1 day before you can use our chatbox.
Quests
Alliance Battles
Challenges
Hourly Damage Variances
Jackal : +3
Jaguar : +1
Leopard : -5
    Winter Month: 2   Day  Weather:  Sleet
 Explore In: Now


Forums

→ Wolf Play is a fun game! Sign Up Now!

My Subscriptions
My Bookmarks
My Topics
Latest Topics
Following
Forums > Roleplay > Semi-Literate
  1 ..  7  8  9  10  11  12  13  14  15

Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!June 1, 2022 01:22 PM


Former Pack

Neutral
 
Posts: 0
#2772128
Give Award

Ryu||Male||150||Water Dragon||M: Nico,Theo,Brontes(Ref)

Ryu thought He is planning something. Ryu turned and ran over to Theo with a protective stance standing in front of him. He wasn't going to let anything happen to Theo on his watch. He stood there glaring at Nico and not thinking about anything except Theo. Ryu said "Theo they are planning something and he has a water dragon so stay behind me."

His tone was serious through the link and not happy either. Ryu stood keeping his stance with no openings. I guess his hint about them was instinct to protect Theo. Ryu frilled his fins out not going to allow anything to happen to him.

Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!June 1, 2022 01:30 PM


Tenebris Umbra

Darkseeker
 
Posts: 8987
#2772135
Give Award
Roxanne Monroe
Rider || Eighteen || Female || Mentions: Mircea, Dan, Nicodemus
Indirectly Mentions: Michael, Hartley

Brushing herself off, Roxanne had released a mild huff as a dirt streak appeared upon her clothing. Taking her sleeve, she had begun to rub it, only to create a large smudge in its place. A series of curses were mumbled beneath her breath as she continued rubbing to no avail.

"Oh, bug off," she had snorted in Mircea's direction, tone full of mild malice, but not enough to be considered hostile. She had never enjoyed mushiness nor anything beneath that category. Even as a child, while she didn't mind the rare act of affection, she was never one to tell another how much she cared for them. She simply assumed that they'd know. "Yeah, yeah," she had continued, hand waving in Mircea's direction as if 'shooing' him away. A part of her wondered one thing. How could he simply act as if no time had passed? How could he still consider her his friend? It had been years. Why did he still care?

"That was a long time ago," she had added more directly, a straight face matching his grin. Why was he acting as if nothing had happened? Was he not angry with her for leaving? Did he not want an explanation? Roxanne would be confused if she were in Mircea's place. Would she be able to act all friendly again? Possibly not, but then again, this was Mircea. He wasn't like that. At once, she had felt a pang of guilt within her chest having dismissed him.

These thoughts plagued her mind, even when she had glanced away, only to take sight of Barns being chosen by a dragon alongside of them. Well, that was convenient. A small smile twitched at her lips, because truly, what were the odds that they all were chosen? However, the smile never did meet her face. Rather, she heard Dan's voice in her mind once more, this time, grateful for the distraction.

"Your.. Your parents spun a wheel?" For a name? How peculiar. She hadn't known dragons could act like that. Did they not just mope around in caves all day? Did they not simply hunt and sleep? Supposedly not, at least not in Dan's case. No, Dan and his family seemed.. advanced. Were they all like this? She truly should have done her research. Then again, she truly should have stayed back as well, because look where that got her..

The more Dan spoke, the more questions Roxanne had.

"What do you mean you don't really know?" Pausing, she had listened to him explain his scales, mouth nearly agape. "So, I mean, hypothetically, if I touched you, you could randomly burn me? Or it could be off one moment, the next, extremely hot if you ate? Wait, how does eating factor into this?" Oh, there were so many questions. She still didn't even know who Todd was!

And then, the conversation had grown deeper. So much for saving it for another day, eh?

I suppose that there are bad people, and there are good people. I like to think that bad people can have the ability to change. Some can possibly redeem themselves, but it depends on how bad they truly are. Did he understand her point of view? She hoped so. However, she did agree with his next words on how bad people may call themselves good, but in reality, weren't.

"Well, you can point out the bad people then," she began to explain, "most good people don't call themselves that. So, if you ever hear anyone claim that they're good, assume they're bad." There, that should do it! That should be a good enough explanation and- "Cloudpuffs? What are cloudpuffs? No, actually, I don't want to know." Knowing her luck, it would have to do with fire.

At least Dan liked her toothpic- dagger. Her dagger. "Yeah, that's what it's used for," she mumbled almost sarcastically, but gave in. Hey, who was she to tell a dragon what to do? "Oh, oh for sure! Yep! I see clearly!" Adding on, she watched in disguised horror how Dan had opened his mouth, showing her. "That's so.. great!" At least he was satisfied with it. Thank goodness, too. She wasn't sure what her backup gift would be.

I'm sorry, a restaurant? Pausing, she nearly smacked her head. Man, she truly needed to get that link in check. She couldn't tell when she was speaking aloud or not. "I mean, there used to be some good places around the market when I was younger." How would she know? She hadn't been here in years, though she was familiar with food. Rather, enjoyed discussing it. "Then again, it depends if you prefer savory or sweet. As for the ceremony? Oh, no. Not at all. I don't even know what's supposed to happen next." Goodness, did she need to make a speech?

It was then when she tuned into Mircea's voice once more. No, not his voice, but his friend Michael (she had confirmed that it was indeed not Mike). He was mentioning how Mircea had gotten arrested for stealing a horse, and the mere memory had almost made her grin. She remembered that! Of course, the story was a little different. It had been her and Mircea who had stolen horses, though Mircea was the only one who ended up in jail. As for herself? She had an elaborate plan to break him out. Of course, when one is thirteen or fourteen, things don't work out, so, Roxanne had ended up right there with him, caught with a wire cutter between her hands.

Turns out they don't cut through metal bars.

Before she could think of any further details, she had become distracted when a new figure had approached in the valley. Another familiar face. Mircea's older brother, Nicodemus, had entered.

However, his words had soon made her chest tighten.

"..we're going to train you.."

"..you're first step as a new rider is going to be successfully completing your first ride."

"..no training, no guidance, and no tack.."

"..I will not catch you.."

Absolutely not.

She had survived death once, she wasn't about to test her luck again.

Roxanne refused. What was he going to do, tie her up and force her to fly? Forget it. Not happening. Had anybody ever refused before? No matter, she'd be the first then.

She had even turned to Dan, shaking her head.

"I'm not flying."

This was the final straw. She was a human. Her legs were meant to remain on the ground, not miles up in the air. No, she was out! Never! She had looked around then, noticing how everybody looked.. excited. What was wrong with them?

She was out! Fully and utterly out! Completely!

Goodbye, and good riddance!


Edited at June 1, 2022 01:35 PM by Tenebris Umbra
Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!June 1, 2022 02:41 PM


Former Pack

Neutral
 
Posts: 0
#2772195
Give Award

Lira Wild-Heart||Female||16||Rider to Dawn||M: Nico and Brontes

Lira noticed a Water dragon fly into the middle. She walked up to them and said "Morning umm i have a question." She was staring a Brontes marveling at how beautiful he was. She was happy to be here but wasn't sure what to do at all. She had heard his speech and wondered about it.

She worn her dress not thinking about it but was glad she did. Lira smiled at Nico. She left Nico and Brontes personal space as anyone should. Lira spotted her sister when she tore her eyes away from Brontes. She thought My sister will have a field day with this.


Edited at June 1, 2022 02:42 PM by Icewing
Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!June 1, 2022 05:06 PM


Argos

Lightbringer
 
Posts: 1499
#2772341
Give Award

Hartley Russel Barn| Rider | 15 | Male | M: Mircea (ind), Michael (ind), Aeolus, Nico, Brontes (ind),

Hartley nodded when Aeolus asked about his family. “Yes, actually, there is Mircea,” he pointed down at where he had been. “He’s my cousin. Then there is another cousin around who is Cea’s half brother. He’s an already trained rider.” Hart quickly swept his gaze over the area. He couldn’t see Nicodemus. “I’m not sure where he is.”

Hart relaxed when the air dragon told him that he didn’t need to say that to please him. That was good. He wasn’t sure if he could do it now. Aeolus’ nudge was controlled so that he didn’t stumble or jolt by the motion.

He finished packing up his new things when Aeolus suddenly lifted him up. This time he didn’t scream but instead let out a small chain of wows. This time he was on the creature’s back, which was certainly an upgrade from being carried by his feet. Defiantly more comfortable. He was thankful that the dragon wasn’t going any quicker than an easy walk. As he rode, he couldn’t help but feel a flutter of awe that he was on top of a dragon, that he was going to be a rider. He looked down at the smooth, pure scales underneath him. They were polished, but soft like a fingernail. Hart’s intelligent, nerdy mind was returning to himself as he started to brainstorm ideas. They were too supple for battle with manmade weapons and would tear off, leaving the air dragon exposed. He’d have to design a type of armor for him. Not that he expected them to go into battle, but in the past dragons had fought in wars. Even still, the two of them could end up being guards or scouts where they’d need to be prepared for a battle. The armor would have to be light for speed, so maybe leather. But would leather do? His thoughts were shaken out of his head as Aeolus picked up his pace and Hart hung on a little bit tighter.

I believe this is your stop little guy.

Thank you, Hart responded. The telepathic connection was fun to use. It somehow tickled the inside of his head when he used it with a slight headache to accompany it, of course. He doubted that it would last because most things that hurt at first quit once you used it more often. Sort of how a runner trains for a race. At first they go to bed stiff and aching, but as they continue with their drills their muscles reform stronger this time. He found this analogy funny since he himself was not a runner.

He slid down the beautiful, crystal wing and was careful not to cut himself on the sharp edges. He landed abruptly and decided that this was the best way to dismount a dragon as it was exhilarating. He approached the leather bag and began to re-stuffed it with its fallen contents. Earlier that day he would’ve apologized to the piles of books that were splayed out in the grass but he had a new friend nearby. It was one thing to get giddy for new books in front of someone you just met. That was how any book appreciator would react. It was another to hug and talk to books. That would be considered weird by the eyes of several individuals. He had just met Aeolus today and was not going to go in that deep. Just not yet.

As he picked them up he carried a brief conversation with his dragon. Given that he was counting the books (he originally packed fifteen), he decided not to use his brain space to also hold dialogue. He’d loose his place.

“Do you like to read?” He began. “I’ve recently been interested in astronomy and astrology; astronomy mainly, though. Astrology is a bit weird, but it’s the rave in the science community so I decided to try it out.” He picked up one of the books and showed it to Aeolus. It was called The Stars and You. “I got that from a bookstore, used of course, and it’s full of crazy stuff. So far at least. Hopefully it was worth the money and I’ll actually learn something. Honestly, I’m not sure why notable minds like Plato and Posidonius believed in it. Anyway, what do you think about astrology, astronomy and science in general? I don’t only read science stuff, there is also some fiction.” He showed Aeolus the mystery book he had read on the way here. “This one was pretty good and kept me on the edge of my seat.”

Hart continued to grab books and stuff them back into the sack. He hefted a large black-covered book. It was Professor Finn’s Guide to Annoying People. The edges were reinforced with metal which made it a terrible weapon to be flung at. It was a real pity that he had overshot his throw at Michael.

Then he spotted the muffins. They were all over the ground and only two of them had survived. The rest were ant food.

“Rats, they’re ruined.” Hartley groaned. There went his only hope for a gift. Luckily Aeolus said that he didn’t need one, but Hart felt that he deserved one. “I don’t suppose you’d like the surviving ones? If not, I’m fine with making a new batch with any flavor you’d like. These are just normal.”

He realized that he hadn’t assessed which type of dragon his was and if it could eat a muffin. Rats again! Quickly his mind raced through his mental piles of dragon knowledge until it dusted off useful information. Aeolus was a creon cwmwl, or better known as a Cloudskin. However, he couldn’t rattle the facts about them out. They were sealed into the tube of almost-forgetting to be sent into the pit of the forgotten. He’d have to ask.

“Wait, can you eat muffins?”

Once the words came out of his mouth he realized that that was a stupid question. If the dragon couldn’t eat muffins then he would’ve told him back up on the hill, right? Or was he just being polite? Hart decided to shut off his brain for once so that he could listen to the dragon.

A little later a water dragon soared over. With his dragon information already scrounged out of his mental desk, he assessed that it was in genus pysgodyn from the frills around the head. It landed shortly nearby and soon Hart found himself standing in a line with the other riders. It was a bit awkward since he wasn’t beside any human friends, which was a short list but there weren’t many riders either. What was it? Ten newbies minus him? He knew two other humans, do some math…well, the probability wasn’t on his side. There was just a twenty percent chance, if his math was correct.

His attention returned to the voice that called them there. Oh, it was Nicodemus. It’s a small world. That’s my other cousin, Nicodemus, he informed his dragon. He listened to the speech and gulped when he heard that there wasn’t going to be any help from them at all. It was a free ride. Wow. The idea was fascinating and frightening at the same time. He felt like he was on the edge of a cliff, being forced to wait before it was his turn to jump off.

Any questions before you begin?

Hart shifted, waiting for anyone to speak up and for his mind to come up with something to say. He felt like he should say something, for some odd reason. So, he lifted up his hand.

“Is Brontes a pysgodyn gemsboc? They’re also known as Blue Frilled Dragons. Also, will it only be you teaching us or will there be others? Will we be flying home or going home the same way we came?”

He put down his hand and waited for the answers. A little after, he noticed Michael lurking towards Cea. What was that corpse doing now? He kept leaning his head back a little bit to see what he was doing. Now the creature was whispering something into his cousin’s ear. Like a snake, he thought to himself. Then the idiot started to touch Cea’s hair. Hart quit watching. His help wouldn’t be needed at all now, not that Cea couldn’t handle his own fights (really he also handled Hart’s, too). But Hart liked to be there, adding in his own little punches whenever he could so that Cea knew that he wasn’t alone. Of course, Hart would only do that for Cea and Rocky. They were the only ones he was willing to get his hands messy for. Them and maybe Aeolus too.


Edited at June 1, 2022 05:28 PM by Argos
Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!June 1, 2022 06:00 PM


Ciao

Darkseeker
 
Posts: 4512
#2772406
Give Award

Brontes

Water | 250 | M | M: Nico, Michael, Mircea, Ryu

The water dragon wasn't happy when he heard a shout, followed by a sigh, the dragon it came from glared at his rider, as it made its way over. Brontes returned the stare, eyes narrowing at the other water dragon. He wasn't fond of the disrespect some of these new dragons had, especially for those who would be training them. The dragon's gaze flitted back to the fire dragon from early, a grin had spread across her features, however, he brushed off the encounter in time to see another human walking up towards him.

The young girl seemed to be a new rider, though he couldn't seem to pinpoint where her dragon was, considering the group was a good size he figured the other creature was just out of sight in the group. Keeping his head held high, he angled his head to look below as she stopped a little ways off. The encounter didn't last long when she turned her gaze away from him.

The water dragon's focus was turned to his rider, whose attention was on his half-brother and another boy. His rider was clearly frustrated with the scene and the water dragon lowered his head as Nico approached him. Brontes was thrilled at the aspect of dowsing the new riders in water. Though midway through the conversation he noticed the water dragon from before runoff. With a slight shrug, he nodded towards his rider. Of course, I shall enjoy every second of it.

With that, Brontes took a small step away from his rider, if the rider's dragons were to retaliate he wouldn't wish to have his rider seared by the fire dragon. The water dragon had taken care to stay hydrated that morning, before the bonding had started he had spent some time in the water, fueling up for the day's events if he happened to need it. Brontes started off with a test blow, shooting a stream of water into the air in an attempt to regulate its temperature of it before he blasted it towards the riders. The last thing he needed was to accidentally boil them.

With a step forward the water dragon let out a short blast of water, it was quite warm, though not enough to leave injury, it would mostly come as a shock. The blow was aimed just a bit above them, so the water could almost pour down on the riders instead of sending a blast straight at them, potentially knocking them over and causing more distress than necessary. He just needed to help send a message.

The water was aimed at Nico’s half-brother and his friend who belonged to the fire dragon. His rider needed their attention so his message should be able to get them to focus. If the two hadn't heard Nico’s earlier statement, their first ride might not go as planned.

Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!June 1, 2022 06:12 PM


Former Pack

Neutral
 
Posts: 0
#2772419
Give Award

Lira Wild-Heart||Female||16||Rider to Dawn||M: Nico, Brontes,

Lira gave Brontes a pointed look as she ended up wet. Lira then turned her gaze to Nico and asked "Do we ride the dragons without tack by chance?" She actually wanted to ride Dawn bear back as she found it fun. She said "Also Why am i wet." She had a sluking tone at that last statement.

Lira looked back at Nico and waited for a response. She felt werid with being wet not liking it. She took the time to look at Nico. She didn't say much else other then what she had. She said "Dawn were are you? Wait how i am i speaking through my mind to you!?"


Edited at June 1, 2022 06:24 PM by Icewing
Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!June 1, 2022 07:17 PM


Former Pack

Neutral
 
Posts: 0
#2772475
Give Award

⸻「 Rinecess 」⸻

Female || Rider || 18 Years || Mentions: Calemira, Vasuki, Vivienne

Rinecess smiled, seeing as Mira approved of the gift, it almost looked as if the dragon were wiggling in glee in Rin's eyes. It was.. kinda' adorable.

The majestic beast lended a leg, nodding. "Go ahead, I probably would break it if I tried to put it on myself right now." Nodding in reply, Rin began to lift the gold piece, and began place it onto the dragon's hand.

It was a peaceful moment.

Until it came.

The dark dragon that was came along with Calemira rushed up towards them, his tail swaying side to side, knocking down random people. Rin found it slightly funny, and chuckled silently. However, she stopped as it came up to Mira, sticking his horns into her face.

They knew eachother, obviously, but.. seriously? Just- shoving your nasty ass horns in someones face was alright? Sighing, she didn't pay mind, and was about to look back to Calemira, only to see that the dragon looked in her direction, and committed a quick reveal of one of his teeth. To her. No one else seemed to have seen it.. and it made her, mad.

Its gaze movd towards her hand, staring at the gift she was presenting to Mira. She couldn't tell if it was full of distaste, jealousy or simply wishing it had recieved such a gift. However, it was obvious he was upset.

Glaring with eyes of blades, Rin stared the dragon down, staring into his horrific eyes. Yes. She was completely horrified in doing so, but she refused to show that.. to the best of her abilities. However, she was doubtful in those moments. So.

Lifting her opened hand, she began to rub her cheek that the dark dragon could clearly see, and her middle finger seemed to have.. "slipped". As the rest of her knuckles were tucked beneath, her middle finger rubbed against her skin, straight as a T - Post. She didn't know if Dragons understood what the Bird meant, but if they did, she cackled inside.

I don't know what you are thinking you disgusting, over grown lizard. But if you dare to show distate towards my gift to Mira, I promise I will show you whats worth of your disgusting opinion.

Unfortunately, it couldn't hear her. But that's fine. All she needed was herself to hear it. Someday, if she had the courage, she'd spit it right in its pitiful face. Or, she'd spread rumours... or.. she could lie cracked dragon eggs on its doorstep.. or..

Nevermind that wretched lizard.

Continuing to place the jewelry onto Mira's talons, she slipped the three rings through her beautiful, well - kept talons. Then she draped it across the front of her wrist, following it up her scales, then finally wrapping the end around her wrist. Not too tight it'd cut off circulation, or become comfortable when moving, but just enough so it wouldn't fall or slip. So it'd stay in its perfect, lovely position.

As she pulled herself away, she slightly jumped as the dragon rose herself to all fours, looking towards the other fellow dragon, and what seemed to be his rider. They seemed to be dealing with it fine between them.. so she didn't intervene, however, she sent a side - glance glare to the other dragon's rider, looking the woman up and down, clicking her tongue. "Tsk."

"I hope it comfortable. I can always adjust i-"

"Riders!"

Who?-

"I am Nicodemus Brooks, this is my dragon, Brontes. We will be your groups Leaders. We're going to train you, and guide you through this process. That means what we say goes, and if you don't like it, you're going to have to get over it, because you don't have a choice."

Ugh.. she forgot about that part. Rin was never a fan of authority.. they were so entitled. Always thinking they could munipulate commoners, thinking their were the best. Yada, yad- oop. Not Rin describing her own self. Crossing her arms across her chest, she lifted a hand, resting the elbow on the base of the arm below, and pushed her fingers against her lips, smiling.

The Group Leader continued on, blah, blah, blah~ death, not death, avoid it, something, something. Possibly carnage, burning of bridg- wait. No. That was something else on her mind, not what he was saying.. what was he saying again?

Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!June 1, 2022 07:52 PM


Spellbound

Lightbringer
 
Posts: 22372
#2772516
Give Award

Mircea Crylor | 17 | Male | Mentions: Micheal, Valine, Nicodemus, Brontes.

TW: Mircea sorta has a panic attack and possible child neglect.

The young man stood proudly as he watched his brother take the lead. He was listening intently to him, so he would know how this would go. He did have a question, considering he had a dragon that wasn't known for, he had raised his hand to ask about that. But his thoughts were interrupted when he felt himself being poked and his name being called. Of all the insufferable things that he could pull, Mircea hissed inwardly. He opted to ignore him. He didn't need this right now, he felt he had a rather important question about the First Ride.

"Yes, I had a question about how the First Ride would go for those who have dragons that can't achieve true flight. Would this include burrowing underground for-" he was interrupted when he felt a cold liquid touch his ear. His body physically jerked at the sensation, and then the sound of sneezing came again. What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuuuucccck. He then turned rather slowly to Micheal, his eyes lit up with annoyance - but not the usual playful one look , no he was actually annoyed.

His nose crinkled in disgust and his mouth was left agape in shock. He couldn't even say anything, but instead looked at him with a disgusted and annoyed look. It took every bone in his body to not deck him in that smug face of his. He instead opted to grit his teeth in annoyance, and turn his attention away from him, but then the idiot managed to step on his boots and hit him. Oh for heaven's sake, this boy would be the death of him. He flexed his fingers in annoyance, and took a deep breath to calm his nerves again. But what was the final straw was when he began messing with his hair.

He faced Micheal with a rather disturbing face. His eye was twitching and it would seem his pupils were dilated much akin to a cat when annoyed or angry at something. One could practically see the imaginary smoke coming from his nose. Yet he just stood there taking it like it was nothing. Had Micheal nothing better to do than annoy him?! He then heard the boots of someone coming and found the very annoyed look of his brother. He felt himself shrink into himself.

Shit.

He felt himself shrink , and a disappointed look crossed his features as he looked at the ground. But what shook him was when his brother's dragon shot some water into the air. Crap, that was a test shot of some sort, Mircea internally panicked. He didn't have a shield or something to block the water. So when the dragon started moving forward to turn its aim to Mircea and Micheal he ran and slid under his dragon's wing to avoid the blast. Well if he could even call them that, more like giant pretty frills that could hide him from view, and protect him. He did not want to be doused today, he would leave that to Micheal.

He felt himself press to Valine's side. He looked down at his hands, they were trembling. Shaking like a leave in high winds, as if hanging on by a thread. Oh god he felt like he was going to hurl, and he covered his mouth as a wave a nausea hit him. How embarrassing - his inner voice chided, you just embarrassed your family particularly your father and older brother. He felt his eye twitch a bit. No, that wasn't his voice, it was that of his father. His father, he did adore and idolize - maybe a bit too much , the father who probably was least deserving of his admiration. The father who pushed him too much at times.

Mircea could feel breathing getting harder. It was like something was constricting his lungs. He wanted to scream, shout! Do something but he couldn't. All he could do is feel failure and disappointment in himself. He had just made a fool of himself. He wasn't deserving to be a rider if he couldn't even get over something like this. How could he face the other Riders now - the boy who got called out on the first day. He felt himself hug his knees to his chest.

I'm sorry my dear dragon. He whispered through their link, his voice probably soft and rather dull, I am not worthy of you. I just made a damned fool of myself, my family and my brother. How can I even begin to measure to them now. Im just a screw-up like usual, just a bad kid.

He hadn't realized he had held his hand out until he felt something wet on it. Surprised by the sensation he looked down to see a tear, and another one fell after it. No, no, no, no not tears. He felt worse than before now.

How pathetic am I that I'm crying over something so..stupid.


Edited at June 1, 2022 08:29 PM by Spellbound
Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!June 1, 2022 08:18 PM


Tenebris Umbra

Darkseeker
 
Posts: 8987
#2772527
Give Award
Vasuki
Dark Dragon || Masculine || Mentions: Mira, Vivienne, Rinecess

Discontentment sat upon his face, his mouth slightly agape as a series of hisses were pushed out. His eyes had remained upon Mira, narrowing them in vexation before turning his head away, snout to the air. He had half a mind to walk away, leaving her gaping. That would show her! However, a hiss of her own caused his head to shoot back in her direction, eyes widening. Had she.. hissed at him? Nonsense! She would never! Though her look of disapproval had expressed something entirely different.

"I haven't lost anything, darling. You speak nonsense," he began, "Rude? I'm no such thing." How could she accuse him of such a thing? Oh, it hit him right in the heart. Then, a small gasp sounded from him once more when she spoke of his helmet. "Not snarky? You're being snarky right now!" His tails had begun to rattle, smoke escaping his nostrils in exasperation. "Oh, but it's only alright when you do it, isn't it? Then it's okay." He had then turned to Vivienne, most likely a mistake that he'd soon pay for.

See? See? This is what I have to deal with.

Of course, his tone was not truly angered, moreso playful in a sense. He wouldn't trade Mira for anything, his actions due to pure jealousy. Mainly over the gift. Already, humans were getting between them! No matter, Vasuki would be the better person. He would make things right. He could apologize and he could accept Mira's rider. He would show them all! He would-

Was that.. that creature staring at him? The nerve. An apology would settle this all, however, was that what Vasuki did? No. Instead, he turned to the girl, not knowing her name, and not bothering to learn it. He met her stare with his own, head moving forward to meet her at eye level. Why his dragon powers couldn't be turning humans into stone upon glance, he would never know. It would have certainly been useful at this moment. If one thing was certain, he had the sudden urge to lift his large foot, and stomp on her, squashing her like a bug.

Maybe if nobody was looking..

No! He couldn't do such a thing to Mira! Instead, he continued staring, lowering his hind leg during the process.

"What are you looking at, girl?" He spoke between clenched teeth. Hah, he'd show her through intimidation not to mess with him and-

His head shot back slightly, appalled. She had.. she had flipped him off, but discreetly! It was brilliant! It was so rude. He had glanced to Mira, then to Vivienne, trying to see if they had noticed. Just in case, he had lowered his tone, head moving towards Mira's rider. "Next time I see that," he whispered, "I'll chomp that finger right off." He paused, thinking. "No, no, I'll chomp it off, then spit it in your face." A crazed look had appeared in his eyes.

Yeah, that's what he'll do! And then.. and then.. he'd chomp her other on off to make things even!

A puff of smoke had exited his nostrils once more as he leaned back, satisfied with his threat. Glancing towards Mira, he shrugged. If she heard, well, it had to be done. How would she like it if Vivienne flipped her off? At least he didn't eat the girl.

I handled that well. Do you think I handled that well? Say, do you think she caught the hint? Maybe I should threaten her again. What do you think her reaction would be if I threw a rock at her? Or two? Or a dozen? Maybe a boulder?

Speaking to Vivienne, it seemed as if Vasuki was genuinly being serious, which, he was. Well, maybe he wouldn't throw a boulder at her. Unless it was a small one. Then he'd consider it. Mira would understand.

So invested he was with Mira's rider, that Vasuki failed to spot a new individual in the valley. He didn't have much interest in the male, especially after he started talking. However, when he mentioned riding, that's when his head perked up.

Finally, something interesting.

Burning Embers | Dragon & Rider Rp | Open!June 1, 2022 08:32 PM


Former Pack

Neutral
 
Posts: 0
#2772539
Give Award
Terra Wild-Heart | 17 | female | Isabel | M: Nicodemus, Brontes, Lira, Dawn (ind), Isabel, Mircea, Micheal (ind)
.
The leader was mad. Terra could see it in his face as he glared at two of the boys goofing off. Even Terra knew this was not the time. Terra watched as the leader spoke to his dragon, and the dragon spit water into the air. A test.
"He's not gonna..." But he did. The dragon sent water falling down on the boys, or, the one boy as the other fled back to his dragon. Terra held back a laugh, especially when Lira was caught in the crossfire. But, what was Lira doing? Now was not the time to be asking stupid question. Terra slipped through the crowd, and grabbed her sister by the arm.
"I'm sure Mr. Nicodemus and his dragon didn't mean for you to get wet." Terra forcefully pulled her sister back, towards Isabel and Lira's dragon. "Besides, Mr. Nicodemus already said there will be no tack."
Once Lira was out of Nicodemus's way, Terra returned her attention to the boy who had fled. He was still hidden with his dragon, obviously not alright. Terra approached slowly, careful not to spook dragon or rider. Terra could guess exactly how the poor boy was feeling.
"Hey, are you alright?" There was no teasing in Terra's voice, only gentle concern.

Edited at June 1, 2022 08:33 PM by Dark Moon

Forums > Roleplay > Semi-Literate
  1 ..  7  8  9  10  11  12  13  14  15

Refresh










Copyright ©2013-2024 Go Go Gatsby Designs, LLC    All Rights Reserved
Terms Of Use  |   Privacy Policy   |   DMCA   |   Contact Us