we're not dead yet // ex-pitt joiners

[VALE]

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graphic gore ★ genderfluid ★ 3 eyed hyena

Flying high above the land, Vale and Chernabog cut into the heart of the Iron Forged territory. The mighty dragoness, easily visible from the ground below, could be mistaken as a lone flier, for the falcon riding the wind behind her was hardly visible from such a height. Then, of course, there were the times Vale’d taken a short break by grasping her claws or perching on a horn. After all, the shapeshifter could hardly be expected to keep up.

With a sudden burst of speed, Vale cut in front of Chernabog and barrel rolled in the air before her face. “I believe this is our stop!” Vale cackled. With a salute, ve dropped like a stone, contorting through the air in a tangle of feathers and talons.

After a hundred meters, the falcon straightened into a proper dive. With a touch of course correction and little wing flutters, Vale headed straight for the Geyser Springs. Specifically, the largest hot spring, which was—thankfully—unoccupied. “COMING IN HOT!” Vale screeched in warning, anyway, as ve fell faster and the world blurred around ver.

Vale splooshed into the hot spring, wings and talons outspread to distribute the force. Water splashed, children shrieked, and the bird surfaced with an oozy, liquified beak.

The shapeshifter’s skeleton liquified and reformed as vis flesh expanded. The hot spring’s water tinted pink by the time the falcon finished transforming into a greyscale hyena with eight red eyes and not a drop of color on vis pelt. Giggling, the hyena shook the water off vis head and sniffed the air. “Greetings! My name is Vale Aston, and, you see, my friend and I are here to join your lovely group.”

[member=16365]Chernabog[/member]

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
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