OOC:
This is an open thread, though I don't want anymore than three or four people, please. Keep it small for the shy guy. Though, let draco join first, cause I know she's eager to.

IC:
Sol crept silently through the trees, trying to keep his glittering pearl white scales from sight even though he knew that no one was nearby. He heard something far to his right and he instantly sank to the ground, fear gripping him. After a few moments of nothing happening he slowly stood back up again, his long graceful neck arching as he roved his lapis lazuli (midnight blue spattered with flecks of gold) eyes around his surroundings. He saw nothing that meant harm. His delicate, deer-like ears pricked alertly forward, listening. He didn't hear anything either. He crouched slightly and crept forward again, ears twitching uneasily. The new moon was two nights away, and he had been searching for his shelter that he needed for that night. On the new moon he was worse than helpless; he could barely move at all. He needed shelter, though why he was searching for shelter in the Beor mountains, where there were Nagra three times his size roaming around freely, he didn't know.

He continued creeping until he felt his stomach rumble hungrily. He scowled at it in annoyance, snorting a small plume of white-pearl flames that dissipated quickly. He gave a resigned sigh when it rumbled again. He sank to his belly and prowled forward, searching for prey. He caught the scent of a deer herd and crept forward, discovering the meadow that contained them. He held completely still for several minutes, patience settling into the forefront of his mind. When there was two dear close enough to him to pounce on, he did just that. He pounced and with a snap of his teeth, they both were dead. He grasped them by the neck and pulled them off to the side in the cover of the trees. He hungrily stripped off a piece of steaming meat and swallowed it whole, uncaring that it went down uncomfortably. He ate warily, always pausing between bites to look up for predators that might steal his food. He shuffled his wings as he ate as well, instinct telling him to appear larger than anything that might come along.

OOC: May I join after Draco posts first? I'd have to think long and hard who to rp with though...

OOC:
Of course you may join. I would maybe recommend Yssala? Sol needs someone that he can trust, since he's so skittish around other people (of any race). So then the order would be me, draco, Brisineo (he asked to join in pm), and then you. If anyone else wishes to join, please pm me, as I'm uncertain if I want any more people.

OOC: Alright, time to post. I'll start with Phal.

IC: Phalynx sailed contentedly through the huge mountains, her scales glittering softly as she passed through their shadows. She was flying too low to give off light (as she didn't really want to be seen easily in a place where she could be attacked) but it still didn't help that she was painfully conspicuous. She was looking for a place to rest for a while, since she had been flying for a long time. Constant patrolling did get old after a while. Maybe she would return to the valley in a few days to take a breather. She smiled at the thought and spilled some of the air from her large wings to drift ever-lower.

As she was flying at a relaxed pace, scanning the ground, she noticed a small group of deer bolting along a wooded mountainside, as if from a predator. She searched in the direction they had come from and saw something large and dragon-shaped ahead. She spread her wings to their full extent and backwinged a few times to slow her approach until she was almost hovering. The dragon was small, and was sheltered by trees so she could only see his heat signature and some of his magic. The magic itself was glittering and light, and rather soothing to look at. Hello? Who is down there? I mean you no harm, she called softly with her mind, filling her mental touch with her inner light and as much warmth as she could muster, for this dragon was not familiar and she was hoping to make a new friend.

Vedrian opened his eyes upon hearing the steady beat of wings. It was far, but not too much.

He raised his head and looked around; his Rider, Deviandar, lay asleep near his side. He was relaxed on a small ledge against an extremely tall cliffside looking down into the valley far below, something they both loved to do whenever they weren't practicing something new.

Looking down, he saw what he could barely see was a silver dragon that floated smoothly in the black night. Much unlike the Fanghur that he rarely saw now. . . They never came even near to this place after discovering Deviandar's hidden form.

Nudging his Rider, he calmly, but tensely nudged his mind. Wake up.

Deviandar groggily opened his eyes, "What? What is it, Vedrian?"

Quiet. There is a dragon in this valley.

Deviandar looked up at his dragon as if he was joking at first. Well, apart from you or including you?

Apart from me, rock-head. Vedrian humorously answered back as his Rider crawled to the edge of the ledge to get a better look. The silver dragon seemed to be looking down at something, but the light was so dim he could barely see it.

Even still, something was strange about this dragon. . . It seemed lighter, more agile, more. . . elegant. He relayed his thoughts to Bris, as he liked to be called, but he ignored it.

Let us see what it does. He relayed back, I don't want to get included to hastily.

OOC:
Alrighty then, sweet. Astral, when you get the chance to post you can go after Brisineo, capeesh? XD

IC:
Sol's ears twitched as he heard faint wingbeats but they were so soft that he disregarded it as a large bird of prey. He jumped when he felt a mind brush against his, lifting his head and looking about wildly, tensed for attack.
Hello? Who is down there? I mean you no harm, he heard. The voice was female, definitely. His ears swiveled around, searching for the wingbeats again. He felt his muscles relax as he registered the warmth in her mental tone. He swallowed hard. He hadn't spoken mentally in a long time. Tentatively he crept forward out of the trees and looked up. The little bit of the moon that showed hit his scales straight on, making them glitter a pearl white instead of the sick white-grayish color they had turned into because of the waning phase of the moon. The silver strip in his left eye glowed softly with the moons light. Hesitantly he lowered his head in a polite gesture to the star silver dragoness that he saw hovering above him. Hel-hello. he stuttered, shuffling from foot to foot uneasily. He remained quiet, looking around at the surrounding area, his deer-like ears flicking back and forth, then back up at her. I am Sol. he said, and then instinct won over and made him back up until only his head was visible.

OOC: Does that mean I can post now? Sorry lol we can keep the order the same I'll edit this post if you want me too otherwise if you meant I can go once Brisineo posts? heh sorry I'm very easly confuzzled........

OOC:
Yes, I meant you can post after Brisineo, once he does.

OOC: Alrighty I'll bring in Yssala now.

IC:

Yssala clambered over some roots and branches that were fallen and dead underfoot, hurrying to find a safe place for camp. It had been many hours since nightfall, and she wished she would have listened to her instincts about setting up a camp around sunset where she could still see. Even with her elemental magic and the light emitting from the faeries, it would be dangerous in these mountains without proper fire light to ward off any potential predetors.

The faeries whispered to her, telling her that things were okay. Pheo was up above, following Yssala until he was sure that she was safe for the night and he could get some rest himself. Yssala, for what was worth, felt safe knowing she had friends to back her up whenever things got tough.

Ahead, Yssala could hear some rustling as though the deer were startled. Something had been chasing them. Eventually that stopped, and then the sounds of wing beats as something from above descended upon whatever was ahead. She took no chances, Yssala hid behind a tree and took out her bow with an arrow strung in. She peeked around, getting a better glance at what exactly had landed. She let go a breath she was holding, it was nothing more than two dragons conversing, though she had to keep her guard up. Both appeared to be wild, and Yssala didn't know how wild dragons would react upon seeing a human walking about this time of night. She watched for a while, listening to what they were saying. Both sounded very intelligent for being wild, and both gave off light from their scales, one starlight the other moonlight. Yssala couldn't help but observe them from afar, especially since they seemed so different from any type of dragon she had ever encountered before.

Phal smiled warmly at the dragon, hoping to make a good impression. He still seemed quite reluctant to speak or move out from his sheltered location. Her tail twitched slightly in concern when he began speaking but trailed off as if he didn't remember the things he was trying to speak about. She was about to reply, but paused when a glint of moonlight caught the silver in his left eye. She would definitely have to ask him about it when she gained more of his trust. He continued, confirming that his memory was the problem. She smiled gently. It is no problem, and I do not mean to pry. I am sorry you don't remember more, she said consolingly. How about I tell you a little more about myself so that you don't feel like I'm drilling you for answers, Sol? she added with a laugh. Giving away more information about herself often worked to gain trust in others, and she felt free to divulge quite a bit of information about herself.

Phalynx paused and twisted her head around to survey their surroundings, remembering that the Beors were often hostile territory. She berated herself for not scanning the ground completely before landing; it was a habit she was trying to develop. Her sight passed through tree and stone, gathering the heat of the living things. Something warmer, surrounded by strange magic, caught her attention to one side. It was a two-leg, observing them from afar. A smaller organism was nearby her, some sort of large bird. Phal let her eyes flash with golden light. I can see you there, human. Please come out if you are a friend; we will not harm you, she called softly, repeating the last in the Ancient Language to show her sincerity. She glanced toward Sol to see how he took in the information that they were being watched.

OOC: I'll wait to see if your charries reveal themselves in your next post, Bris. Otherwise Phal may "spot" them lol.

OOC: Hehe. . . Well, they haven't been found by nearly anyone for nearly 50 years for no reason. (Besides, I want them to enter in a little later, if that's okay.)

Brisineo stepped back in caution when the brilliant silver-white dragon turned it's head, as if it was looking around for a noise. Get back, Ved. It may spot us.

Me? It is you making all the noise. . . The chartreuse dragon snorted.

Just be still and let me hide ourselves from their vision. . . I'm not sure of this dragon, but if it's anything like you. . . I have to be extra careful in my cloak. Deviandar said this while his lips soundlessly mouthed a very long line in the ancient language with the extreme self-given discipline he had from his time alone.

Within moments, he felt a slight chill overcome him as both he and Vedrian were all but erased from the physical world. The air around them was filtered, preventing their scents reaching the dragon, along with any hints of sight, sound, or even temperature, remembering some certain spells used to find invisible people. All but their minds were hidden from sight, which Vedrian protected both.

Brisineo then felt his way towards Vedrian and climbed atop the saddle. Now, I guess we can get a closer look if you want, Ved, but keep your distance.

Vedrian naively agreed with a faint, cheerful acknowledgement before leaping off the cliff into the air; his wingbeats silent from the magic placed around him. Looking down from their height, which was twice as high as the star-silver dragon in the air, they could barely see the form of another creature, who's hide shone like the dim crescent moon, and hid in the brush like a frightened animal. . . It probably was one. But the star-like dragon had it's attention on something else, it was looking towards a thicker part of the forest. They both circled silently in the air, watching as the events unfolded.

OOC: @FE: Well she can see the magic of others as well but I'll wait for you to have your charries join when they wish lol.

IC: Phal smiled as the young female crept into view, her posture suggesting caution. She nodded when Sol said it was fine if she stayed. Yes, stay as long as you wish. There is usually safety around dragons, after all. My name is Phalynx, and it's a pleasure to meet you, she told Yssala, eyes warm. She did enjoy making new friends, and here were two possible friends. She glanced back at Sol with a grin when he asked about her eye. I suppose I can start telling you more about myself, then. That's a good place to start. And it'll answer your questions as well, Yssala. Most of my powers revolve around light, and in sight. I can see other forms of light not visible to most others, as well as the magic of the world that isn't usually visible. When I do that my eyes glow, unless I stop them, she began, pausing to give a small chuckle, and I think the stripe has to do with that. When I was still in my egg there was a weak spot in the shell which cracked. A beam of sunlight entered it through the crack and I was left with this marking. I was hatched in the Hadarac. She folded her wings and decided to rest in the grass, laying with her limbs beneath her for comfort, though her head was still upright and alert.

And you said something about faeries, Yssala? Are those the small creatures around you? Would you mind if I got a closer look at one? I have never seen a faery before, and they are quite beautiful, Phal inquired, her gaze resting on a few of the small, glittering creatures. She decided to ask this question first instead of inquiring about Sol's own marking in his left eye. She was a very curious dragon, but knew she had to be careful about sounding nosy. She would ask him when he seemed more comfortable.

Vedrian dove down slightly to get a better look. After a while of waiting, a female human with eerie lights surrounding her appeared through the brush. They waited, but the dragons didn't attack her, and she strung the bow over her shoulder.

Like I said, Bris, they look nice enough.

What if she knows the dragons already? Bris cautioned back, Again, we don't know their motives.

He paused, his voice growing dark. And even if they are kind. . . I don't want to endanger them.

. . . If you insist. Vedrian sighed as they lowered their altitude again until they were several feet above the starlit dragon. They then waited for the right moment and then dove quickly into a nearby clearing in the forest.

Keeping the magic barrier firm, Vedrian and Deviandar silently sneaked through the trees with the knowledge and experience of their years in this wilderness, until the human came into sight. They stopped, and listened.

OOC: Alright, going to introduce my own charries into this.

IC: Deviandar looked with a calm caution as he studied each dragon. Both the starlit dragon and the moonlit dragon were graceful, and very peaceful. They also shared the similar trait of having a stripe of color striking through one eye. He looked in wonder as a beam of moonlight hit it as it walked out of the shade, causing him to seem to glow in power. According to the human, one was named Sol, the other Phalanx, but he didn't know which was which yet. He wished to hear what they were saying, but that would take away his cover and he might as well walk up to them himself to find out.

The human also intrigued him. She was surrounded by small, glowing creatures. Yet she seemed so young and vulnerable to be so far out into the wilderness, yet he knew she had to have some type of experience to have survived this long in the Beors. He listened to what she was saying to the dragons about herself, explaining why she was where she was and what those strange creatures were. He had never heard of Faeries, but they interested him and Vedrian greatly.

They admired the creatures in appreciation, but their attention was drawn by a distant sound coming from the brush behind them. He looked back, and gasped when he saw an Urzhad, a great mountain bear that could easily match Vedrian in size and strength, moving through the trees as if they were mere sticks. It must have caught the group's scent, and by the looks if it, it was hungry.

That thing could have both those dragons for breakfast! Vedrian gasped in amazement, I don't know if I could even hold him off.

Deviandar looked at both Vedrian, Sol and Phalanx, and then at the Urzhad. He hated situations like this, but it was important if anyone was going to survive. He shed his cloak of magic, and ran at full speed through the trees towards the beast. He stopped in it's path, and waited for only a few seconds before the bear ripped up the section of forest in front of him, and paused when it's beady eyes focused on him. It stared silently at him for only a few seconds, before Deviadnar raised his hand, letting out a bright green glow radiate from the mark on his palm.

The bear took a step back. Even the creatures of the mountains knew who he was by his scent. They all feared him. Even to the very point were the great Urzhad that would kill dragons for food, would stop in his presence. "Ganga" he whispered softly to the bear. The Urzhad replied with a low whimpering growl and turned back in a full retreat. Taking a deep sigh of relief, Deviandar turned back, and gulping down his fear, revealed himself to the trio from the thicket of trees, Vedrian silently shuffling along behind him with an eager look in his eye. "Hello." Bris gulped, "May I ask why you are out in this time of night? There are dangers in the mountains. If I had not been here, you would have been bear bait." He gestured towards the retreating bear, with a slight dry smirk.

OOC: Ack sorry I hadn't realized it was my turn in this >.< my bad I'll go now

IC:

Yssala laughed at Sol's reply about only knowing Phal for a few minutes. "That's okay. It's nice to make new friends anyway." The fairies, after playfully scolding her, investigated Sol next when he greeted them. One of them flew over towards Sol, examining his scales as he stepped into the moonlight, radiating off the light as though they were the moon. Yssala watched with wonder as the scales glowed; she always felt a special connection with the moon itself and she was extremely curious to know what connection this dragon had with the moon. But she would ask him later, especially since everyone had grown exhausted over the course of the night.

Just as she agreed to go with Sol and Phalynx, a roar erupted from the woods behind them. She immediately turned and drew her bow to defend them when a young male human had stepped out and murmured something at the advancing mountain bear. Whatever he said sent the bear running. She raised an eyebrow, knowing that the bears of the mountains were extremely violent and agressive, hardly stepping away from a battle even if they're outmatched. Yssala released the tension of her bow when she realized there was nothing coming towards them. She strung her bow behind her back and crossed her arms, suspicion burning in her gaze.

"I'm nothing more than a traveller," she stated, immediately clamming up and being blunt. With humans, it was more difficult to find trust in them especially since she had a more special connection with creatures. "You said so yourself, the Beors are dangerous, so what are you doing out here at this time of night? And trust me, these mounains don't scare me. I can handle myself," she added for good measure.

Brisineo made a slight chuckle at the traveler's courage. "That may be so, but the slightest scent of blood would have sent more than just that bear your way. I live here, or at least, nearby, in complete exile. I was resting with my dragon when I saw all of you conversing with each other, so I apologize for eavesdropping. I only intervened with the bear. . . The creatures of this forest know me, so I was able to ward him off."

He and Vedrian glanced at the moonlit dragon. It seemed to have attempted to flee when the bear roared. He let out another low chuckle. "Do not worry. . . As long as I am here, the creatures of the forest will not bother us"

Vedrian looked up at Phalanx, astonished at the silver light. I am Vedrian, and my Rider is Deviandar. But he prefers to be called Brisineo. . . But do not think yourself completely safe. He glanced farther down the valley, There is a Fangur nest nearby that would send a swarm of them that would greatly outnumber and outmatch even the most powerful of magicians or dragons, including ourselves. They do not really respect Deviandar as much as the bears do, so you would find us not much help there.

OOC: i'm dealing with some pretty bad medical conditions, so don't expect me to be on as often. . .

OOC: Aw that's too bad Brisineo I hope you get better soon!

IC:

Yssala huffed, however she thanked him. "I suppose having someone more familiar with the mountains is better than winding up in an unneeded fight." She didn't add that she had travelled all over Alagaisea by foot and had become accustomed in the ways of the animals. There were far more dangerous territories farther west that she had endured however she hadn't said anything. She didn't know Brisineo well enough to already start an argument. When the dragon Vedrian spoke, Yssala was taken by surprise that she had spotted a Fangur so close to them. She wouldn't have known, and Pheo's talent lay with seeing, not smelling. At this time of night Pheo would not have been able to see anything unless they were up close.

"My name is Yssala, I'm a mage in training," she replied to the duo's greeting. "We were just looking for some shelter for the night, perhaps you'd like to join us? To sleep for the night would be dangerous." If this human had a dragon partner, and they were willing to point out the danger close by, Yssala felt she could trust them...for the time being. She added to Sol, "It's completely understandable. It wasn't your fault all those noises outside your egg were going on. You needn't apologize."

OOC:
You may, though I ask that you post after Astralwing, please, to keep the order.

Brisineo was cautious as always, but he nodded in thanks when he was invited. Even though he preferred to go back to his perch in the mountains with Vedrian, he had already gained the trust of the dragons and Yssala. He might as well get to know them. He was impressed as well that Sol knew the Fangur so well. Ever since he and Vedrian arrived, they haven't been so fond of them, especially when Brisineo transforms into a terrifying beast that destroys their land, and chase away their food in his rage.

He silently trailed behind the group, and sighted the small cave. Looking almost annoyingly at Vedrian, he knew that everyone wouldn't fit inside comfortably. Vedrian responded with a similar look back before turning to the others. I don't want to make your home too cramped, Sol. I will be glad, however, to sit and listen from outside. I'll keep watch for any further danger.

Brisineo nodded to Vedrian in agreement and followed close behind Yssala, studying her. He made no attempt to stop even if she saw him, just because it was who he was. He was very intrigued in the human's youth. He had never saw one so young that was able to fight on their own, let alone, a female. Either she was special, or the world beyond the Beors must have been far different than he imagined.

And what of the Faeries? They really interested him just because of their carelessness, and their playfulness. Such joy he had rarely seen in any creature in his entire lifetime. Yet at the same time, it only contrasted with his dark inner feelings and he shunned away from them, and Yssala as they entered the cave.

OOC: Pass, since Bris and Ved are doing pretty much nothing at this point.

OOC: Sorry I've been brain-dead on this rp. I'll reply now.
IC:

Yssala watched and absorbed everything that the two dragons were conversing of about the moon and the stars. It was intriguing as well as terrifying at the same time. She had never felt such emotions before.

From the darkness, one of the faeries had darted back into the cave, whispering into her ear that the rest of her friends were among the trees and that there was a stranger outside. She could not tell if it was a friend or a foe.

Yssala stood up, taking out her dagger and looking at Sol and Phal. "I don't mean to interrupt, but I think we might have company," she said, nodding her head towards the group of trees far away from the cave.

Brisineo watched in silence as they talked. He was very insecure in crowds, as he grew up with only the company of Vedrian to watch. It made him feel small, almost. But at the same time, he could see the insecurity of Sol, so he was able to understand him a lot more.

Vedrian, on the other hand, had detected the stranger's approach long before anyone else, and had drawn back his head keeping his head fixed towards it's source.

When Yssala verbally confirmed that there was another presence, Brisineo had his hand firmly gripped on his sword, ready to attack if need be. Yet when the stranger only turned out to be someone that seemed to be not of any great threat, his grip relaxed. However he or Vedrian didn't feel like greeting anyone else, as they were terrible at it. Instead, he allowed someone else to move to greet the stranger, keeping the combined sight of human and dragon on his every movement.