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Fandom WoF RP w/ Vince

Mercuri

“Hey Nate. How’s life?”
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A Wings of Fire roleplay

--- Starter ---

Dreamseeker sat in the library holding a slightly tattered scroll. There were no other dragons in the library at the moment, so he had all the peace and quiet he needed. The peace and quiet was especially great because he had to study up on the history of Pyrrhia.

He yawned, beginning to get a little tired, but he fought the sleep. Dreamseeker was not ready to go back to his sleeping cave yet.
 
Kaspian was wondering about the halls humming softly not knowing where to go or what to do. he was bored and unable to sleep. he was gonna try to sneak out and take a swim in the ocean and actually feel like a Seawing again. his scales lit up in excitement as he looks down a hall and sees a rightwing there
 
As Dreamseeker was reading, from the corner of his eyes he noticed something glowing down the hall. He thought nothing of it and went back to reading his scroll and scribbling useful notes on an blank scroll next to him.
 
Deciding to investigate Kaspian heads down the hall managing to dull his scales and stop them from glowing as he approaches the Nightwing
 
Dreamseeker heard clawsteps coming towards him causing him to look up. It was pretty dark, so he couldn't exactly make out what kind of dragon it was. keeping quiet, he cautiously watched the unknown dragon.
 
Kaspian sticks his head into the brighter room and looks at the Nightwing curiously "hello there Nightwing" he says with a smirk
 
Dreamseeker watched the SeaWing intently, unsure of his intentions. "Hello.."
He looked around, confusion on his face. "Erm.. shouldn't you be asleep right now like everyone else? It's pretty late".
 
"Shouldn't you?" he shoots back at him as he sits across from him "so what are you doing up this late?" he says his long tail swishing softly
 
Dreamseeker rolled his eyes, not really up to any chit-chat. He had to study. "I'm trying to finish my assignment".
He scooted away from the SeaWing and went back to work. "And I can't do that if you're trying to talk to me", he added, mumbling the second part to himself.
 
he chuckles "whatever I was never here ok?" he says as he gets ready to jump out the window, his voice was stern and commanding as he glared down the Nightwing
 
"Mhm.." Dreamseeker replied. He stretched and yawned, beginning to slowly drift off to sleep. He quickly jolted himself awake, immediately going back to writing in his notes.
 
The Seawing dived out the window leaving as quickly as he came but deep inside him he felt a small tingly feeling from the Nightwing that caused his scales to glow softly
 
--- lil time skip to early morning ---

Dreamseeker woke up sprawled out with the scroll covering his face. He felt extremely drowsy and it took him a couple seconds to remember where he was. "Ugh..." he groaned, rubbing his face.
After putting the history scrolls away in their respective cubbies, he picked up his notes and exited the library, stumbling a little.
 
Kaspian wakes up on the sand with a hazy memory, we remembered swimming around and then a sharp pain but...that was it he looked under his wing and saw a bite mark "must have pissed off a pred" he mutters to himself before flying back on campus
 
The halls were still a little empty. Not many dragons had awoken yet, but there were some walking through the halls trying to get to their class early. Dreamseeker's brain was still trying to wake up, so he wasn't fully aware of his surroundings. As he was walking, he accidentally bumped into a MudWing.
"Watch where you're going!", the MudWing growled. "Sorry", Dreamseeker apologized, though the MudWing had already walked off.
 
Kaspian had managed to sneak back in without being seen only to turn a corner and run into the same Nightwing as before wincing a bit as he felt the pain in his bite wound "ack!!"
 
Dreamseeker sighed as he got bumped into for the second time already today. As he turned around to apologize again, he recognized the dragon and realized it was the same one from last night. "Oh. It's you." he said. Noticing that the SeaWing's face was scrunched up in pain, his eyes widened. "Um.. are you alright?"
 
"huh? O-oh yeah im fine," he says backing away from him "just watch where your going," he says trying to sound tough but his affectionately flashing scales gave him away
 
Dreamseeker watched as his scales flashed and he rolled his eyes in response. "You're the one who bumped into me!", He yelled but wasn't sure if he heard him. "Whatever.."

The Prey Center was very busy today, with dragons running around in every direction trying to catch themselves something to eat. Dreamseeker sat slumped up against the far right of the cave idly watching the dragons chase their prey. He wasn't really hungry. His mind was stuck on the SeaWing from earlier. "I never got his name..." he said to himself.
Oh who cares. That SeaWing was probably long gone by now.
 
Kaspian had made it through most the day before the pain began to worsen. after a hile he steps off into a side room panting hard and lifting his wing seeing the wound was in fact poisoned "by the m-moons" he pants
 
After some time, Dreamseeker decided he'd go to the Art Cave and maybe draw a bit. Nothing could possibly go wrong with some art right?
He made his way over to the Art Cave which didn't have many dragons there unlike the Prey Center.
Dreamseeker picked up a paintbrush and a bowl of paint, making his way over to a unoccupied easel.
 
Kaspian thinks to himself "what should I do?" he whispers to himself scared as he looks at wound
 
As Dreamseeker began painting, he couldn't keep his mind on the art. He couldn't exactly figure out what exactly was it about that SeaWing that was so.. distracting.
 
As he pants he decides to just ignore the pain surly it would pass by tomarrow
 
Most of Dreamseeker's day was spent on painting, and as the day slowly came to an end, dragons began leaving the Art Cave one by one.
He gently placed the paintbrush and bowl down onto a nearby table before backing away from the easel. Voila!
He'd painted a large forest, reminiscent of his home.
 

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