The Flock
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Thread Topic: The Flock
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Spike rolled her eyes, but couldn't help smiling just a little. She stood up, stretching her wings, and leaned back against a tree with her arms crossed. "Sleep, then, you weirdo." She muttered, grinning.
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bumping for Heph or Wolf~
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or if no one else replies, Sara you can again ^^ )
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Raven, whom of which was already nicely asleep by the fire hadn't even flinched or stirred at the noises but she was however sweating like crazy. She was having a nightmare again like she always does, she never talked about it and never wanted to tell the flock even though they probably did already. Once she could finally crash out of the dream her eyes shot open and she flinched. She huffed and rolled on her back wishing that she was staring at stars not a cracked cement ceiling.
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Okieee should I go?)
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Late post
Ignore that)) -
Haha sorry I remembered something wrong scratch the ceiling thing, she was staring at the stars not wishing she was...))
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[I've got to drop out. Sorry.]
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(Aw, alright, no problem ^^)
Spike's grin faded and she glanced over at Raven sharply. "...Was it bad?" she asked quietly. After the school and everything they'd been through, nightmares were a regular occurence for all of them. Spike shifted her wings and glanced between Soul and Raven.
(since there's only three of us now, if either of you want to make second characters, you can. I think I'm going to) -
I'll get on it eventually)
Soul layed down on the ground, using his arm as a pillow. He closed his eye, shivering a little. Soul didn't mind being cold, though. He let his sleep deprived eyes close and fall into sleep. He felt like he was falling, which was odd, because he had wings to fly. Soul felt incomplete in this dream- until he realized he didn't have wings. He began to freak out. -
Name: Crash
Gender: Male
Age: 8
Looks: wispy, white-blonde hair and big brown eyes
Wears: old jeans and a cartoon t-shirt under a big white hoodie, sneakers
Personality: cheerful, competitive, playful
Wings: light brown and spotted like an owl's -
(okay~ you don't have to but if you want to you can whenever)
Raven was quiet, Crash was snoring, and Soul was asleep, so Spike began to relax, leaning back against the tree and scanning the area for any possible threats. When Soul suddenly jerked in his sleep, Spike jumped, eyeing him worriedly. She wasn't sure if she should wake him or not, so she hesitantly called his name, nudging him gently with her foot. -
I'll make it now)
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Soul moaned as he awoke. "What on..Earth did you wake me.." He yawned, sputtering up his words. "Up for?" He blinked his pale eyes, looking around, groggy. It was rare his instincts were so calm to wake up. "Is ever-everything o-okay?" He asked, blinking a bit. He pushed his white hair away from his forehead, looking at spike for an answer.
Name: Marshall
Gender: Female
Looks: Marshall has black hair that is choppy and layered. She wears a green teeshirt, stained with blood. She is tall and strong. Her pants are black cargo pants with combat boots.
Wings: Her wings are black with red tips.
Personality: She is demanding and loud, as well as quite ambitious. She knows what she wants and will go to any measure to achieve her goals. She, like Soul, is quite protective. However, Marshall is quick to get mad, easily insulted, hot-head, self confident, and often quite stubborn. Marshall is also quick witted and good in pressured situations. She is often stereotyped as the angry teenager of the group. Surprisingly, though, she is great with the children and finds an emotional connection to them. She is often teased for her soft spot. Sometimes the others call her, as a nickname, "Mushy" or "The Army Marshall." She hates to be babied.
Age: 13 -
Spike nodded, crossing her arms. "Everything's fine. You were having a nightmare. Go back to sleep, you need the rest." She straightened up and stretched her wings. "I'm gonna fly around for a little bit," she said, glancing over at Marshall. Maybe if she was awake they could go together. Spike had always thought they were pretty similar, and it was nice to have a girl close to her own age to talk to.
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