Marlowe

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

As Dreamseeker flew after Eclipse, she listened to his words. Brightstar-- his mother. Oh, right, he had told her that his mother was a NightWing. And Skua was... what was he? His name sounded like it could be SkyWing, IceWing, maybe both? She tried to scan his thoughts again, and she caught the sight of pale blue and fiery scales. Oh, so another hybrid. She mulled on the thought a little as she followed himself, landing a little clumsily as she tried to keep her injured leg off the floor. She couldn't help but peer around the room in interest. It sure was neat and clean there.

"Good idea," she huffed at his explanation. She had been worried about what would happen if the guards at the front door didn't take well to her presence. Dreamseeker blinked, flicking her tail. "Well, uh, how about your mother, Brightstar? Like you suggested, maybe she would be more willing to listen because I'm a NightWing as well."

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Dreamseeker couldn't help but smile a little at Eclipse's excitement. She was glad to be able to help him out a bit, even if she had no direct business in what had happened. Though, her next suggestion made her flinch a little. Tell someone in the palace? Was that a good idea? She trembled a little. She never went into a palace before, not even in the Night Kingdom. The palace there seemed like a distant dream, or something of myth. How nice it would be for her to actually step foot in the SkyWing palace? But then everyone would be staring, whispering, wondering why a strange NightWing, whom they've never seen before, was in the palace the night after the assassination.

But Eclipse was already ready to take flight. "O-oh, alright," she mumbled, lifting herself off the ground and spreading her wings in turn. It was far too late to start sputtering "if"s or "but"s. That, and she felt that this whole thing was more important than some butterflies in her stomach. "Lead the way."

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Dreamseeker flinched a little at the waves of anger and frustration that flourished from Eclipse's mind. It surged through her own mind, nearly giving her a headache as she fought to maintain her composure. A little shudder flowed over her spine. She didn't know how it was like to suddenly lose a family member, but she did know how it felt to have an empty gap in the family picture when it should be filled. She felt for this strange, weird, half-noble-blooded hybrid. She wanted to walk up to him and brush his wingtip with hers, even if she hadn't known him for long. Her claws scratched into the dirt, lowering her head.

So he didn't trust her. He didn't even need to tell her that. "I'm sorry," she admitted. "But I couldn't just walk up to the palace and ask to be let in, could I? I wasn't planning to stay for long. I just wanted to see the weapon that was used to kill her, nothing else." Her voice drifted off in a sigh, and she shifted slightly. Unfortunately for her, she wasn't able to completely block out Eclipse's thoughts. Some of them filtered in, all of them being worried and depressing and absolutely soul-wrenching. Yes, this meant war. Yes, this meant there would be more death, more suffering and fear and tears.

"I didn't find anything," she admitted. Dreamseeker hesitated as she mulled over her next words. During her time sneaking around the palace, she was able to catch the thoughts of several guards. All kept wondering about poison... poison, dark, black poison... just like... "Oh!" she suddenly shouted, her head snapping to attention. "I... I heard some guards talking about poison? Like, black poison. No one knows what it is, but I might have read about something in a scroll recently," she explained. "Apparently, it comes from a creature in the rainforest to the very south of Pyrrhia. I'm not sure what, though."

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Well, it wasn't like she expected the SkyWing's serious attitude to dissipate. If anything, he was more confused than before. Dreamseeker caught a glimpse of his thoughts; he still perceived her as a threat. If she attacked him, there was no way that she'd be able to kill him, no matter how hard she would fight. She frowned a little at him, shaking her head. "I'm no threat, so no need to be worrying about me being responsible. I can't get my claws on anything that might kill a queen, no matter how much I'd try. Why would I want to kill Queen Ember anyways?" she asked him as she curled her tail around her feet. Her eyes didn't waver from his proud posture, ducking her head even more as she lifted up her injured foot further from the floor. It still radiated pain, and she could feel it swelling.

His next words were as sharp as teeth. Dreamseeker couldn't help but feel a little injured, flicking her tail slightly. "I don't know about you, but I value the peace among the tribes just as much as any other dragon," she said a little hotly. "I was hoping to get a lead on what killed her. You still don't trust me, do you?"

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Her eyes widened when she saw the size difference between the SkyWing and her. He was a male, so it was to be expected, but what surprised her the most was the pattern of silver scales on the underside of his wings. He's part NightWing, she realized before he even said so. Moons, this was bad. Usually other types of dragons would be unwilling to mess with one of her kind. But this dragon knew exactly what she was capable of. And he very much thought that she was less than scary. Her whole master plan was going awry, and there was nothing she could do. If only she could tell the future. But what if she saw herself being thrown in a prison cell? Would that bring her any comfort?

His words did interest her, though. Dreamseeker perked up, still on the defensive even as she realized something. He thought she was the one that killed the queen? "Wait, wait, wait," she arched her neck forward to peer at the other dragon. "I didn't kill anyone. I was trying to figure out exactly what happened to Queen Ember. I mean, I know she got killed and all, but the guards didn't say anything specific, and the whole commotion just kept on getting worse and worse--"

She realized she was blabbering. Dreamseeker took up a more relaxed position in an attempt to appear less of a threat. Her wings tucked closely against her sides as she shifted into a sitting position. "I'm Dreamseeker, by the way," she murmured. "I didn't mean to cause such a fuss. I thought you'd want to arrest me. Or worse, kill me."

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Perhaps Dreamseeker was hoping for too much when she thought that the shadows would whisk her away from view. But when she felt the SkyWing back on her tail-- no, not on her tail, but so close to her he was able to touch her with his wing-- she couldn't help but gawk. Oh no, no, no! You're supposed to go away! she thought haplessly, her wings flapping harder as she dove straight into the forest. Maybe she could lose him if she ran. Maybe--

O-ow! she winced as she landed. Her front right leg wrenched in such a way that it sent shooting pain up her wrist and forearm. In a panic, she tried to rush off into the underbrush, but the splitting pain made her let out a little whimper. Well, then. There was no getting away not. Alright, Dreamseeker. Just try to make yourself look scary. Maybe, if you look scary enough, he'll just run away and leave you alone.

She heard the SkyWing land behind her. Dreamseeker whirled around, showing her fangs as she flattened her ears. "G-go away!" she snarled as viciously as she could. Her wings flared as her tail lashed back and forth. "Just so you know, I'm a NightWing! I-I can tell the future and read minds! Oh, a-and I'm an animus! Yeah! So fly away before I turn you into a salamander, or something like that!"

Oh yeah, Dreamseeker. Totally scary.

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Name:
Dreamseeker

Namesake:
N/A

Age:
Young Adult

Gender:
Female

Species:
NightWing

Appearance:
Dreamseeker's scales are jet black with a very dark purple undertone, while her underbelly, claws, and horns are ivory white. Her eyes are the same dark color as most NightWings', though in the right light, one can see they are a very, very dark violet. The spines on her back are as dark as her scales, though the stars that speckle her wings are bright silver. Silver scales also line her neck, sides, and tail. She's known to constantly press her wings close to her sides in an attempt to be as small and overlooked as possible.

Personality:
Sweet, kind, and gullible. Dreamseeker tries to be the best dragon she can be towards others, and has a strong sense of empathy and sympathy. She's a bit nervous, especially when she's asked too many questions or is suddenly thrown into the spotlight. She loves the arts and prefers to draw, write, and read rather than becoming involved in something "greater than her", as her mother would put it. Though, she has a vicious streak of curiosity at times, and will often get in trouble for sticking her nose into business that isn't hers. Dreamseeker also has a small ego, though she tries her best to hide it.

Short Bio:
Dreamseeker was born in the Night Kingdom, alongside two brothers and a sister. Her father was never around, and so her mother had much disdain for her dragonets-- especially Dreamseeker, the least intimidating of them all. Her siblings often fought and bickered with one another, and she was much often the butt of many pranks and a victim of teasing. When she was old enough, she left home in the dead of night, and has been roaming Pyrrhia since.

Other:
- Dreamseeker can read minds.
- Her favorite form of art is painting.

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

She always loved to fly.

The night swathed her scales, rendering her almost invisible, even in the moonlight. It was the perfect opportunity to swing by the SkyWing palace in search of any clues to what had happened to Queen Ember. She had come to the Sky Kingdom to take part in her festival, which started with music and food and laughter and ended with screams and questions and tears. She tried her best to be careful in getting too close to the palace; she didn't want to attract any attention, especially the night after the assassination. Yet, her curiosity and concern had gotten the best of her, and she seemingly caught the eye of a rogue SkyWing that had been flying about at this time of night.

Dreamseeker flinched at the curtness of his words. Oh no. She didn't want to be stopped by a guard-- or worse, a member of royalty. From this distance, she couldn't tell who it was that had started to approach her, but she wasn't keen on sticking around to find out. She tucked her wings close to her, diving away from the strange SkyWing and towards a nearby patch of woods. She had no chance at outflying a SkyWing-- even from here, she could tell his wings were much larger than hers. Her last resort was to lose him in the trees.

The Rise of WillowClan

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Redleap

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"Sure," Redleap nodded at Brambletail, turning to exit the camp. She followed the scent of their territory, keeping her nose in the air to see if there were any other strange scents. She wasn't sure why she was named Redleap instead of Rednose-- she was just as good scenter as a hunter-- but rethinking it, maybe it sounded a bit weirder than Redleap. She scented Spidernose, then Maplestream. Was everyone out and about now? What a strange time for cats to be hunting. She flicked her tail, approaching where she smelled Spidernose. She was closer to the border where she was supposed to lead Brambletail, anyway, so it was best to head in that direction.

"What's going on?" Redleap bounded up next to the other she-cat, beginning to bristle. With the way she had heard Spidernose command the cat to speak up, she knew that they had come across a serious situation.

Then, a voice sounded from the brush. "Alright, I'll come out," mewed an unfamiliar voice. [color=0054a6]"But I don't mean any harm, so don't pounce on me or whatever!"

With that, a tom cat, smaller than the rest of the warriors, slunk out of the shadows. His fur was silvery, save for the darker areas on his face, ears, and feet. Yellow eyes stared at them. "I heard there was a Clan of cats here, looking for new members, so I came," he explained himself. "I guess I was right. I'm Wolf, by the way."

Redleap wasn't sure what to say. Her eyes darted to Brambletail and then to Spidernose, somewhat surprised at the tom cat's boldness.

Legends of Pyrrhia | Wings of Fire

Skua frowned at his friend's reply. So, no one would really know anything about this poison. He tapped a serrated claw against the floor of the pulpit, glaring to the side. His mind rattled with different types of thoughts. Who? Why? It just repeated in his head over and over, only driving forward the anxiety in his chest. The flash of black scales caught his eye, and he raised his head, blinking at Brightstar.

"A dart came from the midst of the crowd, but I didn't see anyone winding their arm up to throw it. It just... flew out of nowhere. Now that I think of it, I didn't see anyone that might have had bad intentions, either." Skua found this hard to admit, but he wasn't going to make anything up. One of the things that came from his mixed bloodline was the SkyWings' excellent vision, but even his eyes couldn't pick anything up. "I'm sorry," he bowed his head towards Eclipse and Brightstar. "If only I'd have been more observant..."