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Post by Rebel Wolf Chris on Nov 1, 2009 4:54:28 GMT -8
((OOC| Where you type in your message - the message box? Can't reeally make out what I'm typing, so excuse typos *sheepish* Can't read little text... soweee...))
Everyone was sorry, and it changed nothing. Valefor subjected himself to the hippgriff's curiousity instead, turning the leather band in his forepaw so the four feathers- perfect, gleaming, and sleek, as if just shed, showed.
"The silver was my father, the white my mother. The golden and the grey, my two sisters. This is all that remains of my family." He growled, turning his head away,.
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Post by T i G E R on Nov 5, 2009 2:24:52 GMT -8
Oh, the reply thingy? I don't know why THAT happened, I don't even know how to change the size >< Sowwee!! Tyler gasped softly – in shock as well as sadness. He stared at the leather band, admiring the beautiful, perfect feathers, all different in color. Silver, white, golden, grey. All that remained... what sorrow Valefor must feel. "Is... is the dragon still alive, do you think...?" he asked tentatively. He wanted to ask the names of Valefor's old family, but he didn't think the griffin would like that.
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Post by Rebel Wolf Chris on Nov 5, 2009 4:45:20 GMT -8
((OOC| it's cool, will just type all replies in my notes and not in the reply box, but please forgive any silly spelling errors, I may not be able to tell if spellcheck {None in my word program, only in firefox} changes a word to something more unexpected!))
Perfect they were and always would be - the very lifeforce of their previous owners had blessed them, giving Valefor what they could of their strength to carry with him. Valefor looked away, fixing his dark, dark eyes on a spot in the rocky wall as if he could burn through it with the fire in his gaze. "It is. I feel it in my talons, in the urge to shred it like it did my family... I will not have peace until I have avenged them."
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Post by T i G E R on Nov 6, 2009 1:53:26 GMT -8
Suddenly Tyler felt different. His own feelings of sympathy and fear dissolved, and he seemed to feel the emotions Valefor was emitting: anger, cold and furious, and the thirst for revenge. Tyler was not one to feel such things – he was a jovial hippogriff – and they only lasted for a moment, after which he returned to his own feelings. But he wanted to help Valefor. How could he not, after seeing what he had?
So, hesitating only for a split second, he asked: "Do you think you could find the dragon?"
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Post by Rebel Wolf Chris on Nov 7, 2009 5:36:19 GMT -8
Valefor gave his tail a quick lash, tight and angry. "I have been tracking dragons since I lost them, seeking the one responsible. They will find, when I do catch up to them, it is far more difficult to slaughter my kind when they aren't cornered and sneaked up upon." He vowed, eyes cold and emotionless.
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Post by T i G E R on Nov 8, 2009 3:03:32 GMT -8
Tyler thought how horrible it must be to not even have the chance to fight back when your family is attacked. To be 'cornered and sneaked up upon'. His own family had gone their separate ways a few years ago, but they still met up with him, and they were happy together; he had family. This griffin did not.
The hippogriff was not heroic; he was not the type to go doing noble acts of chivalry. But he had a good heart, and he couldn't stand to do nothing about this. While he was very scared of the prospect of tracking and probably killing dragons, he pushed that out of his mind. Voice trembling just a little, he said, "I'll help you."
There. He'd made the decision, and now he had to stick to it. He felt more than just a little scared.
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Post by Rebel Wolf Chris on Nov 9, 2009 0:17:16 GMT -8
The griffin turned to look at the hippogriff, observing him for a moment before a faint gleam of amusement flickered through his gaze. "That is not necessary, cousin." He replied, pulling back slightly to gaze at the sky through the cave entrance. "Mytask may well consume my life, it should not yours."
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Post by T i G E R on Nov 13, 2009 21:49:54 GMT -8
Tyler shuddered. "I won't let it consume mine," he promised sincerely; he didn't like to admit it to himself, but he knew that if it came to a situation of life and death, he would turn tail and run. Tyler was no hero. Only a kind, helpful, caring hippogriff who couldn't do much else but be kind, helpful, and caring.
He turned to look at Valefor. "You shouldn't risk your life either," he said. "It won't do your family any good, neither will it you; it will only serve to feed the dragon. If you cannot take its life, do not let it take yours!"
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Post by Rebel Wolf Chris on Nov 14, 2009 1:00:19 GMT -8
"I can do nothing else." Growled Valefor, knowing he could never make him understand. No one ever had. "There is nothing for me, no life without my family, but to avenge them. That's all." He turned away, stalking to the entrance and feeling the freeze blowing from the ocean. He'd loved flying, once. It seemed so long ago he could barely remember taking enjoyment from such a thing.
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Post by T i G E R on Nov 19, 2009 3:05:23 GMT -8
"I don't know how that must feel," Tyler admitted. "I haven't experienced a thing like that before. But I'll help you. I can't really not help you, not after knowing what happened." He followed Valefor to the cave entrance, staring out at the world with the griffin; suddenly he realized it wasn't quite the cheerful place he'd been thinking it was when he'd first landed here with his chicken.
"So you have been actively seeking out these dragons? Is that why you came here?"
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Post by Rebel Wolf Chris on Nov 23, 2009 1:32:00 GMT -8
He dipped his head, grinding his beak together for a moment - though his frustration was directed at his foes, not at the hippogriff. "I've been seeking them everywhere. Have you seen any signs?" He scraped his claws against rock. It was so strange... asking for help.
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Post by T i G E R on Nov 25, 2009 0:41:03 GMT -8
Tyler apologetically shook his head, his eyes on the floor. "I haven't," he answered quietly. "Not really. But there's a dragon haunt I know, it's somewhere near the Magic Caves. Was it... did it happen somewhere here? Or was it far away?" He'd never really explored much, keeping to the places he knew and the winds he liked to travel. "I could fly there with you," he added.
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Post by Rebel Wolf Chris on Nov 27, 2009 0:57:16 GMT -8
He glanced outside again, huffing a cold breath that misted before his stone-grey beak. "I'm up for it. Can you lead the way?" He shuffled his paws, awkwardly, unused to being the type that asked for help. Or in fact, even comprehended the word help, really.
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Post by T i G E R on Nov 28, 2009 8:47:34 GMT -8
OOPS. Just realized they're in the Magic Caves already *Facepalm* Sorry! I put it in the Mountaintops instead. ^^ theweirdforest.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=mountains&thread=268Relieved, Tyler nodded eagerly. "Sure I can," he said, pushing away his twinges of doubt. I can lead the way, of course I can. He shook his head to clear away his doubts, and then he walked toward the entrance. He glanced back once to make sure Valefor was following, and then he spread his wings and took off.
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Post by Rebel Wolf Chris on Nov 29, 2009 4:48:19 GMT -8
Action - action was far more Valefor's thing, rather than all this talk. He reared up slightly, weight upon his strong hindlegs, then took two long strides and leaped. Out snapped his two-toned wings and airborne he went, following the hippogriff.
((OC| Lol no prob!))
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