OOC: My first RPG, yay! Anyone can join, but I'd prefer to have only one or two other people.

IC: Iolle peered through the tree's thick leaves and into the fading daylight. It was almost night time, Iolle could feel the tell-tale chill creeping over her. Her bare feet were freezing because she had kicked off her boots in order to climb the tree.
If you fall, Vale said sternly in her mind, it won't be my fault. Haven't you learned a lesson from the last time you broke an arm?
Iolle mentally dismissed his warning, and scaled another branch.

OCC: Mind if I join with Hurricane?

PS: This is just a suggestion but you might want to make your introductory posts a bit longer. It gives other posters more to work with.

OOC:
And perhaps me, too, with my Rider, Felecia, and her Dragon, Ebony?

OOC: Yes to both of you. Thanks for your tip, F-14 Ace.

Ebony flew silently through the mountains, his Rider deep asleep in the elven trance upon his back. Nasuada had given the pair of them leave to relax, and they both reveled in that freedom. Ebony's counter part, Reona, also drew some pleasure from it. The midnight blue stilled his wings and closed his multicolored eyes, sighing softly as the wind caressed his scales. His stomach rumbled abruptly, disturbing the lucid tranquility and waking up Felecia. The female elf sat up on his back with a sleepy grin. Aren't you full yet, love? You've been hunting almost non-stop for the last week. she complained, rubbing her eyes and yawning. He chuckled and rumbled affectionately. I'm hunting for two, remember? Reona eats just as much as I do, even though he doesn't have his own body. he said. Felecia sighed and spread her light brown wings, letting the wind lift her from his back. Very well, then. Go hunt. I'll soar around here for my own meal. she said. He purred tenderly. Alright. See you in a few hours. he said, turning on wingtip and already searching the ground for prey.

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Felecia sighed and let her wings carry her where they would, already missing her companion. She closed her eyes and relaxed, feeling the wind drag her midnight blue hair back behind her. She sighed again and opened her eyes. Her elven eyes abruptly caught something moving down below, and she glided down to investigate. She hovered above the tree tops, a pleasantly surprised smile spreading across her face. Her vivid sapphire irises gleamed. She saw a dragon at the base of a tree, and a human female climbing the tree. She tilted her head and cleared her throat, since she was within easy hearing distance,"Are you searching for something, Shur'tugal? Or do you simply want a view from tree top and not dragonback?" she asked. She smiled kindly,"I apologize for coming up so suddenly, but its not often that I see a human trying to climb a tree."

Hurricane was about to reveal himself when suddenly another stranger came along. It appeared to be a female elf with wings. As the two started a conversation, Hurricane listen with quiet amusement as they talked. He was a bit taken aback by the elf's strange appearance but then again, Hurricane had seen his fair share of weirdness in his life. After all, he was a dragon who could transform into a spirit and had his dead mate's soul bonded to his own. Speaking of his spirit form...

Oh no! the black silently thought to himself as he realized that his time in his spirit form was almost up. Not wanting to scare these people by reappearing directly next to them, Hurricane took off back into the sky, intending to change back to his physical form and then return. However, as he climbed into the sky, he could see another dragon, a black dragon that looked remarkably like himself, flying directly toward him. Making matters worse, there was no time to get out of sight before his spirit ability wore off! Reacting fast, Hurricane began to roll to the side to avoid slamming into the other dragon when he became visible and solid again. he reappeared directly in front of the newcomer, seemingly materializing out of thin air. With one twist of his wings and a sideways thrust of his tail, Hurricane just narrowly avoided a midair collision with the surprised and startled dragon, flying past just a few feet away.

OCC: Wow, I just now realized that Hurricane and Ebony look almost alike except maybe for a difference in size. Anyway, I bet it would scare the living daylights out of somebody to have a dragon just pop out of nowhere directly in front of them.

OOC:
lol Very true. Though Ebony has his own arsenal of...unique abilities.

IC:
Ebony opened his jaws to breath in the scent of the break-bone-ground and was nearly knocked out of the sky as a black dragon abruptly appeared in front of him. His wings instinctively folded and his body turned, barrel-rolling to the side even as the other dragon made it's own move to avoid collision. The midnight blue whirled around, his gold eye nearly glowing, while his black eye pulsed with anger. Reona was nearly busting out of Ebony's skin, and it took all of his skills and patience to calm the enraged black enough that he wouldn't rip from his confines and pounce on the other black dragon. He looked over his shoulder briefly, feeling his Rider chatting with someone, then refocused on the other. Hey, sorry there about that. My stomach was overriding my mind and I didn't see you in front of me. By the way, I'm Ebony Silvertalon. You alright? No damage done? he said worriedly.

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Felecia eyed the dragon on the ground warily, her mind subconsciously reaching for Ebony's, but she resisted the urge. She smiled at the human woman kindly,"I can surely understand that. And no, I'm simply waiting for my companion to return to me after hunting." she said conversationally, deftly beating her wings so she crouched a few feet above the woman on a thick bough,"I can help you with the view if you want. Wait, how rude of me. I'm Felecia Blacksword. I'm known among my people as Ailis Volat, meaning she who flies with her own wings. You can trust me." she said encouragingly, and lifted her right hand to bare her palm. On the heel of her palm was a small, silver oval shape. The mark of a Rider.

OOC: Sorry for making you wait, my school is doing quarterly testing all month long..
Iolle felt goosebumps rise on her arms. Another rider! Excitement and fear made her heart race. The woman now hovered a few feet above Iolle, almost close enough to touch. Iolle was momentarily distracted by the woman's tan colored wings. On the ground, Vale shifted anxiously because of the woman's close proximity. Iolle cast a nervous glance back at the ground. "My name is Iolle," she said, a little shyly. Tentatively, she also turned her hand so that silver mark on her left palm was visible. Nodding towards her companion on the ground, "And that is Vale." For a second, she hesitated, then her insatiable curiosity got the upper hand. "Who are your people? Why do you have wings? Where is your dragon? Where do you come from?" She forced herself to take a breath. "I thought there were no other Riders. I thought.." A horrible possibility occurred to her. "Do you work for Galbatorix?"[i] Iolle demanded.

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Vale stared distrustfully at the elf-sky-wing-stranger speaking to his Rider. He felt her eyes on him, hard and wary, and knew that she was watching his every move. His shoulders rolled restlessly; his mind was already occupied with the difficult task of guarding not only his own thoughts, but Iolle's as well. From far away, he heard an ugly cacophony of sounds. Screeching, the rasp of claws filled his ears. Listening closely, Vale deduced that there were other dragons nearby. His tail lashed from side to side as he considered his dilemma. Should he stay here, and protect Iolle, or investigate the noises? [i]Go,[i] Iolle told him. [i]I will be fine. If she wanted to hurt me, she wouldn't have taken the time to chat first. So, go, but, please, for my sake, be safe.
And you. Vale cautioned, Stay on your guard. She may not be an enemy, but that doesn't make her a friend. He barreled off, away from Iolle and the stranger, heading towards the noises.

Felecia smiled kindly, her sapphire eyes twinkling softly,"A pleasure to meet you. Both of you." she murmured, dipping her head to Dragon and Rider. Her smile widened lightly at Iolle's questions,"My people are the elves of Du Weldenvarden. My wings I received in a battle when two long slits were delivered to my back. I don't know what magic made them appear. My dragon is out hunting. I assume Vale heard him. He's with another dragon now. As for where I come from...I have no permanent home, if that is what you mean." she said dutifully. Her eyes brightened and she chuckled at her last question,"There are more of us than you think." she replied,"And if I did, would you still be alive now? If my intent was to harm you, I could have killed you and Vale with magic and been on my way back to Urû'baen by now. So no. I would never align myself with that traitor." she said, then leaned back against the trunk of the tree with a content smile on her face,"Anything else you wish you ask, Iolle?" she murmured, her eyes gleaming humorously.

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Ebony nodded his head with a light grin. Yes. The one with wings is my Rider. he said, looking back at the pair of twolegs. He then saw the dragon coming up to meet them. The midnight blue dipped his head in greeting. Hello Vale. I see you've met my Rider already. I'm Ebony Silvertalon. he said warmly to the younger male.