Thread:Roleplayy/@comment-35882347-20190812015242/@comment-35882347-20190813025234

Pristine looked at the blurred Nightwing and groaned with relief. "Thank goodness, Is the world supposed to be blue? Am I even actually seeing blue? What's blue?" He slurred as he collapsed.

Vernal sighed and nodded, "We can definitely be friends, and it's interesting that you're a firescales Crow. They may be dangerous but in where I grew up they're considered lucky."

Charming gave Gale another glance with his big kitten eyes before quickly directing his eyes back to the ground, as he couldn't bare to look her in the eye. His scales shifting another shade as they all turned a deeper, blanker, grey. Still the shade that equaled Rainwing sadness. His tears fell harder as he said pitifully through the sobs, "N-n-nothing, just something that happens. Either dragons fall in love with me or see that every else does and assume that I'm a terrible person. Should have known something would interfere with this one." His scales shifted as patches turned white, the color of pain.

Revenge raised an eye ridge at Celestial, they had already met, hadn't they, "Hi?"