Holly flew delicately over the marshy Mud Kingdom. She surveyed the MudWings as she glided over them. She landed, internally wincing at the mud against her clean talons. She sashayed over to the first dragon she saw- a huge burly MudWing covered in scars.
"Hello, sir," she said politely, smiling at him. "My name is Holly- I'm here visiting from the Ice Kingdom? Anyway, I was wondering if there's a good place to get a bite around here?"
The mud dragon nodded, looking a bit surprised. "There's a restaurant a few minutes away from here," he told her. "Go east- it's called the Hungry Duckling Cafe."
Holly nodded. "Thank you," she purred, turning around with a wink.
She stepped into the cafe moments later. It was comfortable, but it smelled odd, and the color scheme was a drab as a MudWing's scales. She found herself a table.
Cinnamon surveyed her sibs, "Hey," she called suddenly, "Let's go out for dinner." She shrugged, like she wasn't sure why she was saying that.
Ytterby rolled over in the mud, staring at her with big brown eyes, "Why? Does sister not like my hunting?" he asked, splattering mud as he got to his feet.
"Last time you brought home a rock!" Heather piped in, "We should eat nearby. The hunting just isn't the same, ever since more dragons came here. Besides, we haven't exactly tried out any restaurants, so this could be fun."
"Yeah, exactly," Cinnamon said. She evined her sister in more ways than one. "Com'on, hopefully they don't serve pebbles as dessert." she smiled.
Her sibs dutifully followed behind, even Ytterby.
Cinnamon found herself praying that her younger brother wouldn't wreck the place as she opened the door of the Hungry Duckling Cafe.
"Hi," Cinnamon said nervously as she bustled into the booth. Heather claimed the seat next to her, and Ytterby ended up next to Holly. "You're not around these parts, are you?" Cinnamon asked, before immediately hoping she didn't come across as rude.
"Cool," Cinnamon said, "There aren't too many visitors here because beyond MudWings, no one really likes being covered in mud all too much. It's actually pretty boring here."
"The rainforest is really pretty," Heather added, "You can visit that place next. If you do, can you please tell me about it? I've always wanted to go." She smiled hopefully.
"It is not boring here." Ytterby informed Holly, "The mud is super warm and fun to play in, and there's a river to wash in if you don't like dirt. And the food. The food is great." He added, very seriously, "Speaking of which, when is a waiter gonna get over here?
Holly considered everything the siblings were saying. "The rainforest, huh? It sounds kind of claustrophobic there, but I'll check it out." She tilted her head at Ytterby. "You're the only one who really likes it here, aren't you?" There was a soft glint of humor in her hazel eyes.
Cinnamon shrugged, "I enjoy it here, but most visitors seem to think this place is simply a pigpen." She waved a waiter over.
"FOOD!" Ytterby yelped, and instantly started listing things on the menu he wanted, "...yeah, duck eggs... I dunno, maybe 6?..."
"I do like it here," Heather said over Ytterby's chattering voice, "It's just the rainforest sounds so beautiful, and there really aren't that many flowers over here." She started fidgeting with her flower crown.
Holly glanced at her menu, then at the waiter. "Uh, a glass of water please," she said briskly. "With ice. And, a salad?" The waiter jotted her order down. "I like your crown," Holly said pleasantly to Heather. "What kind of flowers did you use?"
"Petunias," Heather replied quietly. "They're a bit hard to find around here." She pulled the petal off one of the flowers, watching her claws shred it. After a pause, she looked up, noticing that Ytterby had finally stopped talking, "Oh, I think I'll just take some cow, if you have any."
"Yeah," Ytterby said, "See, I come up with awesome names and Cinnamon just makes up three syllables and smushes them together." He leaned back just as his stomach growled. "This is why I hate restaurants." He called to no one in particular, "They make me wait too long."
I HAVE NO FREAKING IDEA WHY FORCE THIS UPON ME. uh... just gonna use my other mudwong oc i have no use for, and making some up))
"Ladybug was one." Ytterby offered, "But she kinda left a few years ago to explore... I miss her. Then there's Apple, she's off collecting the fruits she loves, and Twig, who overslept so it's not my problem." He sucked up some apple juice through the straw.
Holly tilted her head at him. "I have a sister too," she offered. "We're kind of like sibs, I guess- our dad died on our first hatching day, so we pretty much raised eachother. I love her, but she drives me crazy with her temper."
Holly waved her atlons. "Oh, don't worry about it," she assured Cinnamon. "Don't mean to be a bummer." She looked at Ytterby. "Her name is Evergreen." she told him, glad to have an excuse to talk about her twin.
"Cool," Ytterby said, before pausing to frown at himself. "Wait... I don't think we ever got your name. Anyway, does your sister look anything like you? Why isn't she here? Do you think she would like to meet me?"
Cloud of the IceWings wrote: "Cool," Ytterby said, before pausing to frown at himself. "Wait... I don't think we ever got your name. Anyway, does your sister look anything like you? Why isn't she here? Do you think she would like to meet me?"
(oof, gn :D)
"It's Holly," she said, smiling. "She looks almost nothing like me. She isn't here because she's livingcit up in the Ice Kingdom, with her new boyfriend. And, yes, probably."
"That's nice," Ytterby said, "Wait, boyfriend? I wonder what it'd be like to fall in love, and not the sib love, I mean. I really don't know if it would feel the same." He sipped at his juice, quieting down thoughtfully.
"Yeah," Cinnamon jumped in, "But I'm pretty happy, just as the bigwings of my sib group." She smiled, wrapping a wing around Heather.
"Awwwww..." Ytterby said loudly, "Yep, our big sis is always fussing over us. She enjoys it a lot." He paused a moment, searching for a new and interesting question, "What's it like to have parents? Here it's only sibs."
"Oh, it was nice, to have a dad," Holly mused, sipping delicately on her ice water. "He brought Ever and I food and he took care of us when we were sick. But, he was always, you know, distant, in some way. I think he just didn't really know how to act around us, even though he loved us."
Her tone was calm and relaxed as she spoke. "I never met my mother, Cottonwood- she was a LeafWing criminal, i believe. She disappeared a month before evergreen and i hatched."
A waitress then appeared, passing out cow for Heather and Cinnamon and a menagerie of food for Ytterby. Holly's salad bowl was passed to her, and she immediately crunched down delicately on some lettuce.
Holly laughed. "Lunch is on me," she told them charmingly. "I'll pay for it all. Ever's boyfriend being a prince has been helpful to me- they royals have strated giving Ever a royal allowance. And she splits it with me." The hybrid held up a small black velvet bag and shook it, listening to the coins jingle inside.
"Evergreen's boyfriend is royalty?" Cinnamon cried loudly, quieting down sheepishly as dragons turned and stared, "Really though, it's fine. I can afford this, just Ytterby's like this a lot." She glared, "Randomly getting a bunch of expensive stuff for no reason."
"Besides the fact it's delicious." He pipped up, looking completely innocent. He slurped up a noodle.
Holly waved her talons. "Seriously, I want to pay for it. I like being helpful- and yeah, he's a prince. rather snobby, though he's good looking." She took another bite of her lettuce, then popped a raspberry into her mouth.
"Nothing too interesting," Heather replied, "We've lived here our entire life, but the library's wonderful. The books have to most beautiful paintings, I would love to visit those places. And the librarians are so nice." She trailed off, a dreamy look on her face.
"Unless you get mud on their lovely books," Ytterby said, setting down the bowl of soup he was now eating, "They get all screamy even though the library is supposed to be quiet. Besides, we're MudWings. The mud is great."
Holly chuckled. "Not in my opinion," she said, with a wink. "But, I mean, I've never been much into reading- I've tried to like it, but I'm too visual. I appreciate art, though. Even though I can't paint or draw myself
Heather shrugged, pausing to chew, "I like reading, personally. It's a nice way to distract myself when I'm stressed, but I have to watch out so a certain sib doesn't hit me with a mud pie." She laughed, glancing at Ytterby.
Holly chuckled as a waitress came over. She passed the MudWing several silvery coins, than turned to the sibs as the dragoness took their plates. "So, I was wondering if you could show me around? And maybe tell me if there's, like, an inn or something around here where I can stay?"
"Good luck with that." He snorted. "We usually sleep in mud puddles, but there might be some stuff for travellers." He shrugged, pushing away his plates. "Maybe we can ask around. I think I might have seen some before."
"You actually finished everything?" Heather asked, her eyes wide.
Well, for Wren, I think I might change her so she’s closer to her mother. I just think that if Talon died, they would be more closer since they only had each other.
For Talon, I think I would say a little bit more about her weaknesses. I mean, I know it was written by her sister, but reading Wren’s page I think she would be a bit more truthful about her faults.
so does cloud (the character xd) have any relatvies, teachers, kinda-friends, etc that I could use in stowaway? It's just for a little mini scene. And any requests as to how you want her to be introduced?
When rumors were spread, when gossip was exchanged, when slander and lies and insults slipped behind a dragon’s back, every royal in the palace had a certain reputation.
Some dragons were harmless. Others advised not to trust. Some isolated due to a threatening reputation.
Since you first broke out of an egg and was thrown into the nursery, everything was arranged planned, and discussed. Simple talking was too simple. Everybody, regardless of whether they were sisters or mates or despised enemies, wasn’t close. It was a royal family built on what was said in the pauses and what got passed behind your back, layers and layers of pent up rage. From when you were in a basket carried by your parents to when you saw your coffin.
Everybody was disconnected from each other. Some more than others.
“I don’t care what you say. It’s not my job to fix the war.”
“Cloud, don’t you care about saving your kingdom?” Baroness Vanilla’s expression softened. “You can’t just keep storming away to far corners of the palace. I expect dragonets like you to be the future of our kingdom.”
“There’s no future,” Cloud muttered. “Not much I can do but sit and watch this palace crash and burn.”
“How dare you say that?” Vanilla’s lips began to curl up, normally soft eyes puncturing and painful to look into. “My very niece- imagine what the queen would think of you!”
“So what? Everybody has worse dirt on themselves than myself.”
Cloud would rather be known as a jerk to the all-holy queen than one of the traitors of the palace.
YES thank you so much!! I would say that to my great aunt... I really don't like my extended family. :( Any specific things for her relationship with Peri? I find it interesting that they get along since Peri is very cold and calculating where Cloud is emotional, quick to judge, but also introverted and smart.
She flies off into freedom and gets into a whole lot of trouble because Effer always drags her into some random harebrained scheme~
Rain and I have an actual rp on that. I think it died.
She probably is annoyed to death at first, 'protected' herself against the stowaways. (I think she kicked Mortala in the rp?) And then she gets dragged along because they don't want her running off telling Baroness Vanilla or something (like that'd happen.)
Actually understand the stowaways at one point, maybe she overhears a discussion about the war outside the palace walls, and all that stuff about becoming queen.
And very ready to murder Ptar after the incident with the chandelier. But trusts him enough to lead them down the tunnel and stuff...
And flies away into freedom while Peri takes the crown or something.
Okay awesome! I’m honestly excited for Cleffer, they seem like they really love each other. I could see herself, at one point, almost wishing she was a Stowaway, because they clearly have some earnest friendships unlike the backstabbing gossipy kind of the royals.
As for Peri (and I’ll talk to Forest about this too) the idea was for a while, the Ice Palace is just sitting there, destroyed. Until eventually the other queen’s go, “hey, where is Crystal? Why didn’t she come to the diplomatic meeting?” So they set out to the Ice Kingdom and kinda all the tribes help piece it back together, and pretty quickly Peri emerges as a good contender for queen. They have a memorial service for all of the dragons who died and or went missing (rip Snowshoe 2018-2018) but they get rid of all of the remains of a palace and build a new capital city.
god honestky, of all the deaths in this story, it's kind of hilarious that it was SNOWSHOE'S who made me cry. i wasn't xpecting it AT ALL, like rain didn't tellme beforehand, and god snowshoe, she was so innocent, she just never knew how to act.... ;-;
Periwinkle was a perfect example as to why the social climate of the IceWings wasn’t normal. She was cold, calculating, dismissive. And she fit in perfectly.
That wasn’t normal. Normal was loving. Normal was iking your family. Normal was having friends and a social life full of dragons you talked to, not about. Cloud wanted to be normal. She didn’t want to fit in.
If fitting in meant becoming a thief, or a cheater, or a traitor, she didn’t want to fit in.
She didn’t remember life outside- she’d always been in the palace for her entire life. She knew nothing different than the stiff, rigid life hiding in the palace away from the outside world.
But it didn’t take a genius to see that all dragons trapped in the same castle worsened family life.
Periwinkle wasn’t terrible. She was cold and calculating, harsh and strong, but she was smart. She had reality. She was grounded in palace life, not floating aimlessly like Cloud felt she was.
They were cousins, too. They both agreed Baroness Vanilla, Periwinkle’s grandmother, was a horrible dragon. They both agreed all the fuss over the pathetic Stowaways was ridiculous.
HEY so if you haven’t seen yet Amber posted the winners for the spooky character contest and I have come to collect my prize. It said that you would provide coding and a full body of the character. Now I already have coded the page myself but I would love it if you could code another page of mine instead.