Tercyopha gently landed and placed Visirion next to her. Laurence spotted a group of riders he recognized and walked over without saying anything more to Aaria.
"I didnt need you help!" She calls after him. She snorts and bends down to Visirion's head
Laurence glances over Maeve’s shoulder to where Aaria was. “Yeah huh. Suurree.” He said, drawing out the last word and turning back to Maeve.
(So what’d I miss?)
(Everyone is at the cove now and I’m assuming we are all gunna start talking about what to do with all the speed stingers. Evacuate or relocate them.)
Tercyopha gently landed and placed Visirion next to her. Laurence spotted a group of riders he recognized and walked over without saying anything more to Aaria.
"I didnt need you help!" She calls after him. She snorts and bends down to Visirion's head
Laurence glances over Maeve’s shoulder to where Aaria was. “Yeah huh. Suurree.” He said, drawing out the last word and turning back to Maeve.
"I had that… Visirion was coming back around…" She snarls. Visirion just looks sideways at her like are you serious right now…
(So what’d I miss?)
(Everyone is at the cove now and I’m assuming we are all gunna start talking about what to do with all the speed stingers. Evacuate or relocate them.)
(Can I… make my character do something?)
(So what’d I miss?)
(Everyone is at the cove now and I’m assuming we are all gunna start talking about what to do with all the speed stingers. Evacuate or relocate them.)
(Can I… make my character do something?)
(I’d assume so yeah)
Odin ran his fingers through his messy black hair, trying to get the leaves and twigs out of it. Behind him Azar growled defensively, watching the sky for Speed Stingers.
(So what’d I miss?)
(Everyone is at the cove now and I’m assuming we are all gunna start talking about what to do with all the speed stingers. Evacuate or relocate them.)
(Can I… make my character do something?)
(You can talk to my character)
(Yay! Thanks Leafy!
You’re grate!)
(LIKE CHEZ!!!!!!! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°)
(Um, I can’t find your character’s form… ;-;)
(Does this work?)
Name: Tyrell Karlsson
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Looks: Messy shoulder length black hair, dark brown eyes, 5'7, slim, fairly muscular
Clothing: Light leather armor, boots, a belt for holding his axe and knives
Personality: You'll see as we go along
Other: thingsType of Dragon: Sand Wraith
Name: Abalos
Gender: Male
Looks:
Personality: You'll see ;P
(Here ya go)
(Tank you you’re grate.)
(Wait shoot where is Tyrell?)
(In the cove everyone is in, I guess * shrugs*)
(Tank you you’re grate.)
(LIKE CCCHHHHHHHEEEEEZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°)
(I'M NOWHERE)
“You guys are all so loud,” London muttered.
"Tell me about it," Tyrell muttered, petting Abalos, trying to calm him down.
“Thank you,” London said, “you’re like the only person who hasn’t screamed back a reply.”
Maddie let out a low groan as she pulled Ailith from behind the barrels. Maddie wrapped herself around Ailith turning a deep shade of red while doing so.
Aaria rests her head onVisirions head tirdly
(YOU GUYS DID SO MUCH AND WE ARE ALL AT THE COVE!)
(Now we can do the evacuate or relocate thing. Do you wanna start the discussion/meeting/idek thing?)
idkwtd
(Right now we discuss our plans. Get cure!)
