I drew a sketch of Ryn and Nightstorm! Anyone that wants to is welcome to request a picture of their charrie and their creature. 

Keen~

As I start seeing signs and banners and other festival decorations, I lead Callus closer and closer to the ground, until we are level with the rooftops of the buildings. I'm paying such close attention to the festivities while looking for a place to land that I am surprised when Callus suddenly swerves to the side. Then I hear it. A sharp whizz as something sharp and glinting flies through the air inches away from Callus's powerful wings. Surprised, I jump in the saddle, and then do the unthinkable: I drop the reigns. Off balance, Callus swerves nearly upside down. There is nothing for me to hold on to except air. I try to hold on by sheer willpower, but everything happens so fast that I don't have time to think. The instant before I slip off the saddle and into the topsy turvy sky, I remember the rules on how not to break your neck when falling from your animal. Somehow I hit the ground smoothly and roll to my feet uninjured. Callus lands clumsily behind me. A boy and a girl who were talking (Ren and Renee) look up suddenly, trying to piece together what exactly just happened.

"All right," I say, not able to resist a joke, "who just tried to kill me?" The boy can't resist a sort of half-laugh. The young woman looks up above our heads. When she starts to speak, I recoil because our language seems wrong in her mouth. Then I realize that she has a french accent, and her strange pronunciation and all make more sense. 

"I do not think whoever it was tried to kill you." I follow her gaze, and see two windows directly across from one another. The first looks like it was closed in a hurry because a bit of the dark curtain hiding the interior is caught flapping where it had slid shut. The second window was wide open, and appeared to have a waving curtain too. Then it moved and I realized that it was a strand of long hair; quickly whipped out of sight along with whatever shadow had been hovering behind the glass. I had been right in between the two windows. Suspicious, suspicious.

"If so, I don't think the knife found its mark," I comment. 

"What makes you think that?" The french lady asks. I realize that she had not seen the shadow in the open upper window. 

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Saved by the bell, Ryn :) or by a crashing griffin. Same thing.

Renee-

Ah, a suspicious young boy who can't draw and another boy almost killed by a knife.

Spledid way to start a festival.

I shake the newcomer/knife survivor's hand. "I am Renee," I smile, "and you?"

"K-Keen," he says, I smile a dazzling smile back at Ryn.

"And this is Ryn," I say, vowing to question the both of them later.

But how to tempt two young boys?...

Ah, yes.

"Would either of you like some food?" 

Agggggg!!!! So sorry I haven't been posting guys! I wrote this super long post for the Spirit animal RP that took me all of my computer time..

Yes I just didn't like the green for dragons. I like the Bronze and Blue. And I like the collar for the gryphon, and the Pegusus should be something not so stereotypical (pink purple shades) maybe silver and black? Or silver and twilight purple? Like midnight colour or dawn or twilight or a dusky purple. 

Alright I will try and bring some more people together....

~Clateea

We land with a thunk on the ground. My eyes flew open, and I realized that I had been in a half sleep daze. When I opened my eyes I thought to see a resting stop in the mountains further down the kingdom, but instead I was greated by the bright colours and loud noises of the festival. Bella was painting under me and cradling her scarred wing. "Oh Bella...." I whispered. "That's alot of flying to do all at once. Let's get you some ice. Do you want me to wrap it?"

She snorted and flexed her wing, then whinned, then licked her lips and looked up at me. "So you do want it?" 

She looked her tounge out and gave me a dragon smile. "That's a yes then." 

I looked around the crowd, before spotting a girl in dragonrider dressing. She didn't look familiar, and her skin was an odd tone, like mine, so I assumed she was a rider from the poor section. I never got to meat any of them because of my parents. And my special trainer. She was scarring down a lofe of bread, glancing around wearily. "Hey!" I shouted, waving. My dragon trainer jumpsuit stretched against my arm. The girl looked up, alarmed. She quickly disappeared into the crowd. "Wait!!!!!!" I yelled, sliding off of Bella, who made a wailing noise in response and hurried off of me as I slid through the crowd. 

I reached out and grabbed the corners of her jumpsuit, and she turned,eyes wide in fear. "Hey do you know where any restaurants where I can find some ice and a wrap are?" 

She relaxed a little, bread crumbs sliding off her chin. "I think there is one over there-" 

Suddenly Bella rammed into me, and with a loud yelp, sent me and the dragonrider toppling over.

"Bella!" She scampered off of me, her tail flicking towards her wing, and her dragon smile sheepishly realizing her mistake. "Yes I'm asking her WHERE TO FIND YOU A WRAP! Anyway, so sorry, what we're you saying?" 

I reached down a hand to help her up. She was cradling a shoulder, and reluctantly took my hand. "Dragons sometimes, am I right?" She glanced down at the ground. 

"Ya. Defiantly." She forced a smile.

"Where were you pointing to?" 

She raised a arm to point to the left. "Over-" she cringed, bring back her shoulder and holding it softly. "There."

I smiled. "Thanks so much. Hey, do you want to come with? Get something for that shoulder of yours?"

She hesitated. And then, "why not?"

I smiled a bigger smile, and, following Bella, lead us into the restaurant. Or whatever it was.

We instantly head to the kitchen, not looking around. I knocked on the wall by the slide door. A person peeked out. "Hi can we have some ice?" I said once I had his attention.

"For whom?" The weighter asked. "For my dragon, and this tounge lady." She smiled, looking like she could slip into the floor and vanish. 

The weighter smiled. "Do you want a wrap?" Wraps in restaurants are more like really strong napkins, but every restaurant is required to carry them for dragons like mine.... 

"Yes. One dragon sized and one people sized."

"Come on in."

The weighter had wrapped both the girl and my dragon in just a little over 5minutes. "Thank you." She said, flexing her shoulder

I smiled. "Here you are," I flipped him the coast, and a tip, for his nice attitude.

The girl stared at me in shock. "Don't worry, I have it covered." I said, almost amusedly. "And if you want some food...." I showed the bag of coins fron the food sack strapped to the hide of ny dragon. She gaped as I stored it away. And clipped the bag closed. My dragon waved her hind and made a Rowar sound as she bounded through the kitchen doors and into the restaurant. 

"You don't, it's so nice.....Of you, I, no one.....thank you." She stammered.

Suddenly there was a roar of challenge from the winning aria. It sounded like..."Oh no..." I ran through the slide through doors, the girl folowing closely, just in time to see Bella crash down on the ground. The wood splintered and cracked, and a Pegusus neighed.  

There were a few riders we must've missed on our way in. There was also a Pegasus, rearing up, its rider trying to calm it, and....."Oh no.." 

The gryphon flared his wings and roared back, stepping into a battle stance. "No! Stop!" A boy from the other side yelled pleadingly. 

"BELLA!!!!" I screamed. "BELLA DON'T DO IT!"

She had tuned me out. She and the gryphon were already locked in prebattle stances, hissing and growling, the vibrations echoing through the earth. 

I glanced back at the girl, wondering if her dragon could help, ans then realized that she and another rider across the room were locked in a pre battle of their own. 

I'm so sorry, I completely forgot about this thread. So, so, so sorry. Since you guys are already so far in, just pretend I never signed up. So, sorry! 

So what's going on? The ambassadors were in some sort of meeting and then Renee appeared somewhere else, and I'm confused ...

Really fast post sorry guys...

~Clateea

Bella calms down, but she's still glaring at the gryphon. Like I said before, she has had some problems with gryphons throughout her life. I really hope this boy can keep her calm against a fully grown gryphon.  

Sure! 

Fermata~

Crescendo and I reach the festival, and it seems that the entire kingdom decided that they couldn't wait until the evening, when the true festivities would begin. The smell of food wafting through the streets is tantalizingly good, the lights, the music, everything is just perfect. I land in an open square, where I see several other Pegasus kingdom Riders gathered. After a few minutes of conversation, I head off to look for my sister. While I walk, I allow Crescendo to fly free. I trust her. I know she'll find me later.

As I weave through the streets of the festival, I notice a lot of Riders that seemed about my age. There is a group of kids from all three kingdoms travelling together, but I notice one boy falling behind. He looks up at me, and I quickly shift my gaze somewhere over his shoulder, my heart beating quickly. For some reason, I feel an odd connection to him, although I've never seen him before. I turn and continue walking through the crowd, making my way to a more empty area to sit down and sketch what I've seen. I want to preseve the festival perfectly in my memory. Every once in a while, I glance back and see that the boy is still walking behind me. I'm starting to think that he is following me. Please don't follow me. I silently plead to him. I know it's not safe. I know that whoever killed my father might be out to get me. I try to push it out of my mind every day, but deep down I know I'll never be safe. Someone wants something from the kingdoms, and my family has a piece of that something. I refuse to tell people, but I believe I know why my father was attacked.

Before I can think more about the secret that I have had to keep since just before my father died, I am grabbed from behind and dragged into a shadowed alley befe I have a chance to scream. My mind is instantly calculating. Speed of attacker, strength, my chances against him. But all of that is cut off when several more figures appear. "Where is it? Where is the *talisman?" the man that grabbed me growls into my ear. I hiss in return, struggling hard. Suddenly, the boy that was tailing me appears in the mouth of the alley. No! Please, no. I can't have other people get hurt because of this... I think frantically. "Hey!" the boy shouts, "Let her go!"

Finally, the man uncovers my mouth for just a second. But it's enough for my to scream. Enough for me to warn him. Enough for me to get help. "Ru-!" I shriek, but am cut off as the man slaps his hand back over my mouth. I growl in fury, struggling harder. The boy turns to leave, but to more men appear at the end of the alley. So then he turns back towards me, and runs past my captor and I. I pray to whatever gods may be out there that he finds escape, and go limp in an attempt to save my energy and breath. I gasp when I see him dragged into my sight range again. One of the men that was standing in the shadows must have chased him. "A friend of hers?" the man holding me demands. My blood runs cold with dread and fear. "No! He knows nothing!" I shout, my vice ragged with desperation. "Please! Y-you can take me. But don't hurt him..." I sense Crescendo drawing near, so I stall. With a few subtle hand movements, I signal to Crescendo to find the boys griffin (the creatures can find each other by sensing people's aura's. Is that okay?). I don't think the men notice her come and go, because she's so high in the air. Within a few minutes, my Pegasus and what I assume is the boy's griffin arrive on the scene.

Immediately, Crescendo charges at the man holding me, beautiful onyx and silver wings out in an aggressive pose, eyes blazing in fury, and titanium hooves glinting, despite the shadows. My captor releases my in surprise, and I immediately vault onto my Pegasus' back. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the boy jump on his griffin's back as well. Our eyes meet, and we both shoot up into the air at the same time, leaving the men on the ground. I take off towards a nearby forest, and the boy follows. We land in a clearing, and dismount our rides. "Alright, we haven't got long until they come after us. We need to find somewhere safer to hide so that I can explain what's happening. I'm surprised we were able to get away that easily, but I highly doubt they'll make that mistake again. I'm sorry, but now that you've tried to protect me, they'll think you know what I do and they'll be after you too." I talk fast, trying to convey the urgency in my voice. "Do you have a weapon and what's your name?" I ask, before I forget. I think he realizes how important this is because, quickly, he replies, "My name is Keen and no. I don't have a weapon on me."

I nod. "Alright, Keen. I'm Fermata, this is Crescendo. Do you know how to use a dagger?" I say, a playful note entering my voice. I pull out a couple of my daggers and toss them to him one by one. He catches them easily, so I take that as a yes. I swing back up onto Crescendo, wait for him to climb up onto his griffin. Our eyes meet for the third time, and again I am mezmerized by their pale depths. I mentally shake myself. "Ready to fly?" I say.

He nods, his face serious, "Let's go."

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@Rose Bud: Basically, my idea was that each kindgom has its own talisman, and that is what the kngdoms are being attacked for. Some outside force is trying to collect the talismans because if they are all in one spot, they can be combined to create something extremely powerul that could be used either for good or for evil. Anyways, each kingdom has its own ways of protecting the talismans, and in the Pegasus kingdom it is the responsibility of the Messenger to protect it. That would explain why the things are happening in the kingdoms and stuff. And I was sort of thinking, 'cause I reread  both of our charrie sheets. Maybe your mom became the new Messenger after my dad died, but then she was killed, too? I don't know, but let me know what you think when you continue this. :)