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FlipAnim's Mixed Office
Crab Dip
is that a ball of fluff
I've got some falling to do
reach for the stars
RP w/ @AbLuEfUrRy
374 comments
Krazgat[OP]
03.06.2019 16:13
LinkRefs Below
AbLuEfUrRy
03.06.2019 16:13
Linkk
Krazgat[OP]
03.06.2019 16:14
Linkwait what do you wanna do
Krazgat[OP]
03.06.2019 16:14
Linklike what kinda rp
AbLuEfUrRy
03.06.2019 16:14
Linkh m Wof i guess -w-
AbLuEfUrRy
03.06.2019 16:14
Linkyou can choose rest. depending on rp ill know who to use.
Krazgat[OP]
03.06.2019 16:15
Linkwanna do phyrria
Krazgat[OP]
03.06.2019 16:16
LinkName: Billow
gender: Female
Tribe: Skywings
Bio: Bother parents were Skywigns. Has Brother named Crimson and sister named Canary.
AbLuEfUrRy
03.06.2019 16:22
Linkk
AbLuEfUrRy
03.06.2019 16:24
LinkName- Sky' Writer
Gender; Male
Tribe; Nightwings
Bio; Born under two full moons, he only ever developed powers to read thoughts, but due to how he speaks and what he knows he was named as a future teller. (no one knows his powers..)
mood; Grumpy C:
Billow: Her stomach felt hollow. She tried to stay out of the fights. She didn't want any blood on her hands...
but...
This was war.
Kill or be killed.
She remembered the Seawings that had taken their last breaths under her claws.
She remembered the carcasses of Icewings lying at her feet, staring into nothing.
Her talons clenched, she tried to be an optimist.
The wind was calm today. The sky was still. It would be easy to hear an enemy.
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Billow: "Weĺl have it brung in." Billow replied, then turning around to the door and knocking twice. A few moments later, the doors swung open, revealing the entire Skywing patrol, with the Nightwing in the middle of them with his wings bound using the restraints that Queen Scarletś arena prisoners wore on their wings.
(ik we continue later, but heres my linneee)
sky'writer: ``I honestly dont care about looks. it gets old, saying 'i look better' or 'atleast im not ugly' to people. so.. i dont care what i look like to you.. honestly...`` -sky'writed took the scroll he had on his side, since no one had taken it, and he'd write 'help.' on it.- (so uhm, the scroll was made by an animus.. like turles stone he can communicate on it with whoever else has it.)
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They nodded. Narwhal needed to hear no more. He left them , flapping away. Frotbite healed from his wounds, but his horn could not be replaced. A few days later, Narwhal called a ceremony. After everybody had gathered, he called: "Frostbite of the Icewings has shown great courage in the past few days. Therefore, he will be moved from the 6th circle..." he paused, moving the ice etched with FrostbiteÅ› name on it to a higher circle. "To the middle of the first circle in our adult rankings."