forum Golden Wing Isle (OPEN)

Started June 26, 2019 by @TinyMagicWolf pets

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"Hm? Nothing I'm fine, just feel bad for those dragons." Charlie shrugged it off and finished off his water.

(I gotchu @Caustic-Fraust-Got-The-Job )

"Right this way, everyone." A cheery voice said. There were never more than five people allowed in a tour group at a time, so she didn't have to raise her voice too much. "We've got a new addition to the display building. According to our Dragon Speakers, his name is Besu. He's a fledgling, a cute, excitable yellow and black dragon we've nicknamed Bee." The guide led the group down a hall, where a few other glass-wall rooms were lined, and they stopped at the room that had been empty until that day. The woman let the people gather around to see the new dragon.

Virdan nodded. "Me too. We'll get there, though. Last mission didn't end so well, but we can figure something else out." He stayed silent as he finished up the sandwich and put things away. He pulled out a pitcher of iced tea and poured himself a cup. "Have you any ideas?" He asked Charlie.

(Ack thank)
Besu noticed people coming and hopped over to the glass. There were shelf like things lining it that he could jump up on, which he did. He was trained to do that so people could see him better. He trilled cheerfully, pressing his nose up to the glass to watch the people.

"Oh, look at him! Mama, look!" A little girl bounced and tugged on her mother's shirt as she pointed. "Yes, I see him. He's a cutie pie, huh?" The woman smiled at her daughter's excitement. They and the three others, a little boy and two male adults, watched the little dragon excitedly.
"Go ahead and get up close." The guide said. "The glass is strong, so you may touch if you want."
Immediately, the two children pushed their faces against the glass to copy Bee.

Besu licked the glass, wagging his tail. Luckily, he didn't have to know any tricks or anything yet since he was still so young, but he'd likely be a show dragon in the future. He liked kids quite a bit; they were fun to watch. He hopped off the platform and went to grab some miscellaneous shiny thing. He brought it back over and tried to push it through the glass to the kids, although he just kept dropping it of course.

The children giggled at Besu. "What is he doing?" The little girl asked. The guide giggled. "Well, I'd say he's trying to give you a gift! He's done that with his favorite people here; it means he likes you."
The children squealed, and one of the adults got closer and pressed his hand against the glass. He tilted his head a bit and narrowed his eyes at the dragon curiously. "He looks like a unique breed."

Besu put his nose against the person's hand, extending his wings. It was obvious that the tips of his wings had been clipped to prevent him from flying, which the adults would understand, but the children likely wouldn't. Besu exhaled, a few bursts of light appearing around his head. He had magic, as all dragons did, but his currently wasn't strong enough to do any real damage.

"He is a Western European Light dragon. Our Searchers found him somewhere along the island's coast, and we are still not sure what he was doing here or how he even got so far from home on his own. We only have one other of his specific kind in the facility at the moment." The guide explained.
The children didn't notice his clipped wings, but they 'oohed' when light illuminated around Besu. "What's that?" The boy asked the guide.
"That's his light magic. It's not powerful enough to burn anything or hurt anyone, though, so he usually just does that when he's happy. He also doesn't have to wear one of the collars we put on most of our dragons to prevent the use of their abilities."
"His wings are clipped." The mother pointed out, and the guide nodded. "Well, of course. We had to do that as soon as one of our Maternal dragons taught him to fly. He is a fast little guy, you know."

Besu enjoyed the children's reaction and hopped to his feet, emitting the light so his body had a pulsating glow. He jumped up and down, magic sparkling out from his feet as well. He folded his wings at this point though since they were getting in his way.

"Maybe if we tried during their operational hours we could blend in with the crowds of people there to see the dragons. Although that could also be really dumb because there would be so many people there to witness." He laughed lightly at himself.

"He's so pretty!" The little girl giggled, smile wide. The children squealed as they jumped around with Besu.
"Try not to get him too excited; we wouldn't want him to hurt himself." The guide said. The children acknowledged it, but kept cooing and laughing and bouncing with the dragon.

"No, no, that's good." Virdan furrowed his brow thought as he took a bite of his sandwich. "The display building closes at 10:pm, so we could go then because it'd be darker. There are only five people allowed in a tour group at a time; we'd need two in there and the rest of the rescue group waiting someplace outside the building. Someplace camouflaged, but easy to reach once the inside group comes out." He swallowed and hummed for a second. "There's also the event groups, which are bigger, and we'd be able to hide and sneak away more easily…"

Riverpaw flinched as Horace smacked the podium she was on, and she lifted her wings, which had started to fall from their place. She was still a bit tired, and the upright position she was in was not helping.
"Alright." Horace huffed, smacking his red-handled crop into his other hand to get the row of dragon's attention. "Wings up!" The five dragons lifted their wings a bit above their heads. "Down." They lowered them to their chests. "Up. Down. Up. Left wing in, right wing out. Switch. Switch." He paced in front of the podiums as he directed the same sequence he had been for the past twenty minutes, and they followed near perfectly, as they usually did. They sped up soon enough, the practiced motions syncing as they moved around their separate podiums.

Charlie nodded slowly once "Your call I guess. The others might have some input as well." He suggested.

Besu lay down and rolled onto his side, breathing sparks at the glass. He chirped happily whenever the kids squealed, recognizing it as excited sounds. His eyes glimmered with excitement and he stuck out his tongue, still pulsating brightly with light.

"Mhm. Come on." Virdan nodded at the kitchen doorway, then took his plate and cup of tea and headed out. "Silas, Keira, Jamie! Meeting Room, please!" He called into the main room, making a few of the other group members jump, and he went down a hall, towards said Meeting Room.

"Mama, look, he's glowing!" The girl said, gesturing for her mother to get closer, while the boy attempted to copy Besu's chirps. The woman was already close enough, but she leaned in a bit. "Yes, he is. Um, why is he glowing?" She asked the guide, who smiled and waved her hand. "Another thing that happens when he's excited or uses his magic." She said. "Alright, just another minute and then we should head on to the rest of the section."

Besu licked the glass again and made a strange gurgling sound when they left, seeming upset. He tried to bite the glass so he could get through and see the kids closer, but he failed. He lay down sadly on the ground, his light fading slowly until the room was back to its dim state. It was hardly lit since they knew he'd light up the room just fine in excitement whenever people came along to see him.

Keira looked up as she heard her name called. She stood from the couch and followed behind their leader. She hadnt really been paying attentuon to the conversation at hand. She was lost in her own world, daydreaming one would call it.

(Idk how to put my dragon in this)

Charlie followed Virdan out of the kitchen and to the meeting room, waiting for the others to get there.

A man dressed in a soft grey shirt and pants slid the hidden door open and entered Besu's enclosure, a bucket of fruit in his hand. He locked the door behind himself and whistled at the little dragon, placing the bucket on the ground and sitting down next to it.

Virdan sat at the metal table in the center of the room, setting his stuff aside and pressing a button on the side of the table. A digital map of the Hunted Wings Facility and the area surrounding it appeared, and he looked over it as he waited for Silas and Jamie. The latter walked into the room a moment later, trying to balance a small, grey-silver dragon that wouldn't stop climbing around her shoulders and head.

(You can maybe have him chilling with some of the other dragons already in the base's holding area? Unless he doesn't do well with other dragons?)

Besu noticed the man and stood up, hopping over to him. He recognized this man as being the one who usually fed him, so they were on pretty decent terms. He jumped around the man before grabbing a shiny apple from the bucket and flipping onto his back, holding the fruit close to himself.

Charlie sat down at the metal table and waited for the others. He hoped they would be able to get the dragons out of that horrible place with their new plan. He slouched back in his seat and crossed his arms in front of him.

Besu decided to hop around the man and pull down the latch that locked the door, successfully wrenching it open. Before the man could stop him, he tugged open the door and ran out into the hall.

(If someone wants to help out, one of the group members could be with him, trying to help him be more trusting of them)

"Ah- Bee, no!" The man jumped up and ran to the door checked the halls to make sure no-one was around, then chased after Besu. "Come back!" He whisper-yelled.

Besu glanced back at the man before continuing his dashing down the hallway, trilling happily. He looked around for the kids from before since he'd liked them. At the same time, he didn't want to be locked in his enclosure again. He hated being cooped up.