02-09-2020, 12:08 AM
[font=trebuchet ms]As he charged, the Captain could feel the fletching of an arrow whiz past his neck. The target must have finally come out of hiding. Still, he'd committed to grabbing Mistrim, and so as he snatched up the vixen he flew towards the overhang anyway. He could make Warringkingdoms follow him, and once she was in his domain, he would strike.
He could smell a burning stench, and instinctively pitched to the side, the flames blasting by the tips of his wings. Pulling back some of the water he'd splashed the others with, he sent it flying in the direction of whoever had produced the flames- he doubted it would actually hit anyone, but he was more focused on getting out of there anyway.
Hearing a screech behind him, he glanced over his shoulder just in time to see ice shards flying towards him. With a muffled caw, he commanded some of the ice shards to stop and reflect back at Nemhain- yawing to avoid the remaining shards. One twist in the wrong direction, though, and one shard sunk into his leg. Biting back a squawk of pain, he struggled not to drop Mistrim, only regaining a firm grip on her scarf after a few seconds.
Arriving at the edge of the overhang, the Captain turned towards the others and flapped his wings to stay aloft in place. His eyes landing on Warringkingdoms, he quirked a brow tauntingly. If he kept Mistrim here, in danger, he could goad her and the others into entering his terrain. The target may have been able to strategize on some level prior to this, but her protector complex always won out over her common sense in the end- he knew that much.
The Captain
Health: 80%
Current form: wandering albatross with blue eyes
Powers: water elementals, shapeshifting
Attacking: [member=9480]nemhain.[/member] [member=3123]vale[/member]
He could smell a burning stench, and instinctively pitched to the side, the flames blasting by the tips of his wings. Pulling back some of the water he'd splashed the others with, he sent it flying in the direction of whoever had produced the flames- he doubted it would actually hit anyone, but he was more focused on getting out of there anyway.
Hearing a screech behind him, he glanced over his shoulder just in time to see ice shards flying towards him. With a muffled caw, he commanded some of the ice shards to stop and reflect back at Nemhain- yawing to avoid the remaining shards. One twist in the wrong direction, though, and one shard sunk into his leg. Biting back a squawk of pain, he struggled not to drop Mistrim, only regaining a firm grip on her scarf after a few seconds.
Arriving at the edge of the overhang, the Captain turned towards the others and flapped his wings to stay aloft in place. His eyes landing on Warringkingdoms, he quirked a brow tauntingly. If he kept Mistrim here, in danger, he could goad her and the others into entering his terrain. The target may have been able to strategize on some level prior to this, but her protector complex always won out over her common sense in the end- he knew that much.
The Captain
Health: 80%
Current form: wandering albatross with blue eyes
Powers: water elementals, shapeshifting
Attacking: [member=9480]nemhain.[/member] [member=3123]vale[/member]
[font=trebuchet ms]some weirdo