A Dæmon's Tribulation - Roleplay Thread

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Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 11/29/2017

This is the Rping thread, if you wish to join, you can sign up here or click on the picture:)






Some info on me?
Sure Why Not....


Or Dill works too...


Main Dragon?
  A black and white Night Fury named Corvus... Who has the tendency to glow blue...


Friend Code?
Uhm. Perhaps message me for this...


Favourite Colour?
Neon green to be exact... Which looks really nice on white... and black... and red... and most all the colours


Does Headphone junkie, concert crazy, digital artist, and occasional writer answer this?


Favourite area in SoD?
If you're ever looking for me in game... Just... go to the highest spot of the map, and you might be

able to see me hiding on one of the ledges... Or I'm racing...


Current Clan?
The Leader of the Glass Wing Riders...


No, I am not showing all my dragons here... I have too many. I'll just make a video of them all later....
Or make a google doc or something, Idk...


Where I live?
I love maple syrup on everything...
The weather can never make up it's mind on being either warm or cold...
Does... that give it away?


Music Taste?
Hahaha... Uhmmm.....
That ranges from...
This is basically a glimpse into the nutshell that is my ipod... XD
Music Taste Doc


(By Emerald Huntress. Thanks :))

"Without Music, Life Would Be A Mistake"
- Friedrich Nietzsche -




Want any art from me?

Check out my Art Threads...

HTTYD Dragons & Vikings - Reference bases - Paused

Creature Adopts - Paused

Dragons to Vikings - Finishing

Jewel Spinner Adoptions - Active (Completely open)

Duma Ormsliki Adoptions - Active

SoD Screenshot edits - Paused

Musical Doodles - Active

Art requests.. but with a Twist - Active (1 spot left)
Modernized Vikings - Active
Night Light Adopts - (8 Adopts left)

Seasonal Art Requests
2022 Halloween Requests - (Posting Oct 1st)
2022 Christmas Requests - (Posting December 1st)

For more accurate info on my art threads, check out my organization thread
To Organize My Art Threads....


Interested in roleplaying?

Check to see if these interests you :P

War Of Our Karma - Moved to Discord
A Dæmon's Tribulation - Active

Another coming soon...


Interested in reading HTTYD fanfics?

Check these out...

A Dragon's Fury
To Fly Through Time

Jewel of the Night - Revising

More HTTYD stories in the works....

including two comics...


Hey got Discord?
Link to Discord page info :)

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Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 11/29/2017
Kriivthi Mæla | Aurvang

Kriivthi wandered through an endless land of clouds, the sky shifted between night and day every minute. During the suns rotation, the sky was a gradient of golden yellow and pale purple. But as the moon chased away the sun, it turn dark blue and let glowing blue and teal coloured galaxies scatter the canvas. Stars cluttered near nebula's, creating pictures of animals and godly depictions, but the teen didn't really have time to examine them all as the following minute would blind him. Changing the scenery the next time it came around. Bringing his gaze back down where he noticed things pierce out of the colourful clouds. The first one his left, was a red and dark purple castle, having several floors and towers dedicated to living quarters for its inhabitants. It had detailed statues of people standing proudly around the corners of the building, while animals sat patiently beside every human. Some smaller animals would be nicely placed over the taller towers. Odd sounds emitted from this building, music of some sort, but it sounded as if it restarted every couple of notes, then added another opposing melody half way through. Continuing to do this until it made hard to focus on. The second thing that towered above the floor, were giant trees with flourishing leaves and flowers on the bushes that fenced them in. The colours varied from blue, to yellow or orange, and grew to all different sizes and shapes. While the noises that came from here with nature's song and content animals that lived among it. Kriivthi always felt drawn towards the forest every time he had this dream, always strolling through it and admiring every detail that was placed in. But on his way over to the forest this time, he began sinking through the vapour, the daytime and nighttime spun around creating a nauseating scene until he completely fell through. Watching the sky shrink in size and the ground grow until he collided with it, instead shooting up right in his bed with a gasp.


"How nice of you to wake up" The tiger purred, sitting beside the bed with a grin. Kriivthi groaned and crashed back into his sheets with a whine, cocooning himself in the blankets.


"You couldn't have given me five more minutes?" He complained, getting a chuckle from the tiger who pulled at the blanket until his human was on the ground.


"Remember the last time you said that? You slept the whole day!" Aurvang laughed, stepping back and waiting for the dark haired boy to get to his feet.


"Yeah, and I don't see why I can't today" He countered, rolling the eyes of the tiger who went back to trying to untangle him from the blankets, knowing fully well that the teen can sleep anywhere if he so wished.


"Because, those classes start tomorrow, and we should at least go get to know some of the new people before hand... Or any people really" the tiger argued, freeing the grumbling teen from the blankets and sitting on them. Kriivthi sighed and shook his head, climbing to his feet and lazily agreeing. Walking up to the window and opening it to see a flood of people below entering the castle like school he dreamt about. The colours were lighter however, simple grays and whites mixed in with dark coloured bricks, the statues held a marble design, and appeared far smoother. The towers that they lived in during their stay rested on the outside of the castle, while the classes and other academic areas circled the inner most of the building, and at the center was a large courtyard. Several other buildings and fields for different activities surrounded the school, but Kriivthi had yet to explore those. Kriivthi yawned and then retreated back into his room to get ready for the day.

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Wolf and Star
Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 03/14/2014
Lorelai -18- |Azul -Butterfly-|

“Hey! This is a restricted area!” 

The gruff voice caused every muscle in the slim woman’s figure to tense as she briefly paused, her manicured hands sliding away from the rusty censored of the back entrance door. 

Slowly she straightened up, long locks of golden hair falling in ripples down her back as she moved, gazing over her shoulder at the man with cerulean eyes. “I see.” She purred in a heavy thick accent.

The man behind her wore a blue jacket, a patch stitched across his arm reading ‘security’. He stood, blocking the only exit to the dim alley way, the sounds of motor vehicles rumbling in the distance behind him.
As far as alleys go, this one was a nicer one. Probably due to the fact that it was located in one of the richest neighborhoods in the city. Streets were kept clean and debris-free, and extra care was put into maintaining the pristine walls and surfaces unmarred by graffiti. In other words- the people here were loaded. 

The man seemed to have finally gotten over her appearance, turning his head slightly to the side to hide the blush dusting his features. “Step away from the backstage door, ma’am. You know the club is invite-only. We service the elite and I don’t think a street rat like yourself could afford such services.”
“Street rat?” The woman cooed, giving no indication of offence as she tilted her head to the side. “Do I look like a street rat to you?”
She began to approach him, stepping into the light.

The light caught the embroidered bedazzlement that was painstakingly sewn into her dress, glittering like jewels in the dark. Her skirt was long and elegant, made from rolls of tulle fabric that lended itself to an ethereal and flowy appearance. Her top was cropped, she sported only a bejeweled halter top, leaving her waist exposed. Bells laced her sides which rang with each sensual swing of her hips as she sauntered over towards the security guard. A thin veil covered her face, exposing just her eyes. Hints of her lips peaked out from behind the fabric as her mouth curled upwards in a serene smile. 

“I....” The man paled. “We already have all of our performers we need for tonight.”

“Shh.” The woman smiled as she placed a finger against his lips.

Above her, a blue butterfly circled down, its wings glinting in the dull light as it landed delicately on the girl’s index finger.

The security guard went crossed eyed as he traced the spiraling pattern of the butterfly.

Moving her butterfly-clad finger up, the woman pressed her index and middle finger against his forehead. “Sleep.” She cooed.

Instantly, the guard crumpled forward, falling onto his knees, his face pressed into the ground at her feet. 

A cruel smile twisted across the blonde’s pretty features as she knelt down and pushed the sleeping form of the man over. She retrieved his keys from inside his jacket as well as ID and flipped it over. 

“Sorry about this, Julian.” The woman murmured as she read his name. She slipped her hands into the folds of her hefty skirts, retrieving some rope from within the concealed pockets. She quickly bound him, nudging him against the wall with her foot before turning around.

The woman sashayed back to the door, placing her ear against it. She could hear the faint music emanating from inside the high-class lounge.

It was show time. 

Sliding the key into the card-holder yielded a green light and soft humm as the cogs and springs within the door began to churn, sliding it open for her.

The woman headed inside, the butterfly perched restlessly on her shoulder.

The woman moved quickly, walking past the stage crew. She pulled a small box from within the confines of her dress, heading towards the music stand. She exchanged the discs inside, taking the original disc and tossing it lightly across the room all without once breaking in her stride.  The woman moved until she reached the backstage in which a performing group was waiting for their cues, each with a musical instrument in hand.

The leader of the group, a young man with a white suit turned towards her. “Who are you?” 

“The bearer of bad news, unfortunately.” The woman hummed in her thick french accent.  “Orders from on high. There has been a last minute replacement.”
The man bristled aggressively. “With who?”
“Moi.” The woman smiled.

The butterfly shot forward, landing on the heads of each of the band-members, causing them to crumple to the floor in a similar fashion the guard had gone. She stooped down, removing his headpiece containing the microphone and placing it onto her head. 

The butterfly then retreated upwards, perching on the catwalks above.

Smiling, the woman turned away from the band and strode towards the velvet curtains. She pressed her hand against them, trailing her fingers across the softness.  

“I would like to give a warm welcome to our newest performers, the Grey Fairies.”

The woman spared a look behind her at the real Grey Fairies slouched onto the ground and grinned as the curtain opened up, light flooding within the darkness. 

Then, the music began to play ((In my brain, this is the song she is singing haha https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vpohuhgqf5w)

Opening her arms, the woman began to walk forward, her hips jerking in a form of belly-dance as she gracefully stepped onto the stage. Her bells rang with each jerky motion of her hips.

A large smile graced her features as she began to sing. 

The effects were almost instantaneous and that familiar glazed look took over the eyes of the audience. They remained entranced, staring at the woman with a blank look as her euphonious melody rang through the concert hall. 

Smiling, the woman set one foot in front of the other, sashaying down the catwalk. Her voice sent trembles through the audience spurring collective movement down the aisles as people clambered over tables to reach her.

The woman paused at the end of the catwalk, ghosting her fingertips over the exposed flesh on her neck. 

Someone had managed to clamber past the tables and was clawing his way towards the stage. His arms stretched out over the lip of the stage, his knuckles brushing against the woman’s ankle.

The woman smiled as she brang her leg up in a round-house kick and impressive display of flexibility. Her kneecap brushed against her cheek before she slammed her foot down, directly into the head of the man trying to grab a hold of her just as the beat dropped.

The man crumbled to the floor. The rest of the audience had a visceral reaction, dropping back but still in their trance-like state.

‘One of the few good things about this... people never realise that they were entranced, even after the spell is broken.’ 

The woman whirled around, continuing her melodic song as she strolled back upstage. Glancing over her shoulder, the woman dropped into the splits. Rolling onto her side, she fan-kicked her legs, using the momentum to flip herself around and onto her knees, bowing her head in a prayer-like position. 

Placing both palms on the ground, the woman crouched forward then vaulted herself back up to standing.

Hitting the chorus once more, the woman daintily moved towards the edge of the stage, picking her way off it and stepping onto the tables. 

All eyes were glued on her, entranced as she strolled across the table on her toes, gracefully avoiding food and lamps. Bending down, she targeted a man at the head of the table.

Grabbing him by his tie, she tugged him up, causing him to rise to his feet with a blank and entirely entranced expression. Slowly, the woman backed up, letting the tie slide effortlessly through her hands. While she was at it, she secretly slipped her free hand into his pocket. Her movements were fluid and well-practiced as she removed a few wads of cash from within his jeans and slid it into her bustle. 

The man dropped uselessly back into his seat as the tension on his tie slackened.

Jumping off the table, the woman strolled around the room, turning heads as she went. She passed by a fair lady with ebony hair and a cream complexion. Sliding her fingers underneath the lady’s pale chin, the woman propped her chin up so that their eyes met. Brushing a thumb over the lady’s lips, the woman smiled sweetly. She pushed a strand of black hair behind her ear, expertly taking the clasp off of the expensive jeweled necklace she was wearing in the process. 

The lady reached out, grabbing a hold of her as the blonde tried to depart. 

The woman smiled and gently touched the lady’s wrist, pushing her hand back. She took this opportunity to deprive the lady of her bracelets and wedding ring in the process. Then she slid away, once again making her way through the crowd with her lyrical singing voice and fluid movements. 

She turned her gaze around the room, noticing something was different about that night. There, towards the back where the VIP seats were reserved was a bedazzled man in a silver suit whom the woman instantly recognised as one of the richest men in the city. He was a politician she knew, and a rather infamous one at that. Entirely corrupt. One does not become as rich as he without pulling a few strings.

The cruel smile found itself back on her lips as she identified her next target and sauntered over, not once breaking the song. 

Climbing the stairs over to him, she could have sworn she noticed a smirk on his face. Returning the expression, the woman drifted towards him before swinging her leg over and straddling his chair. 

“You’re different from the rest.” She sang softly in his ear as she helped herself to his various expensive apparel, including the jacket off his very back. Once she had relieved him of every valuable item on his person, and her pockets were beginning to weigh her down, she drifted away from where she was strewn across his lap, allowing her fingers to trail across his jawline as she headed back towards the stage.

The jangling of the bells sewn into her skirts disguised the clacking sound of the coins, jewels, cash and various trinkets clashing together within her skirts. She sauntered back onto the stage, hitching the silver jacket she had stolen over her shoulder. 

She raised her hand goodbye as she walked upstage, the music crescendoing at the chorus and her voice perfectly following suite. The woman paused, sparing one final smug look over her shoulder at the whole crowd of people she had just scammed. Not a single note was off, and her tone felt smooth as honey as she parted the curtains and headed backstage, not daring to cease in her song until she was at the backstage door....

And then she made a run for it. 



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Joined: 06/11/2014
Violeta Ungur/Heru the Daemon

The noises of morning life in the camp at the edge of the Threta River woke Violeta as it always did. She was up bright and early, the fuzzy face of a silk moth greeting her as always. 
"Good morning, Heru." The dark haired girl greeted, her Daemon flitting into the air with a buzz of wings before shifting to a burrowing owl, then a hawk. 

"Good morning, Violeta! Your Mom said she'd have breakfast ready in a few minutes. She and Cezar are making wheat cakes!" The Daemon told his human, speaking of her Mother, a dark haired woman poked her head into the small bedroom of the house boat.

"Ah good, you're awake. Breakfast will be in five minutes, so hurry up please. You need to get to the school to register for classes." The woman told her daughter, a smile on her olive colored face.  

"I'll be right there Mom, thanks for the heads up." Violeta told the woman as she went over to her clothes on the houseboat's desk. Her room consisted of a bed, desk and closet, but otherwise was filled with crystals an nick nacks from their travels. 

"And you father went to market this morning with the trade goods from Siberia. He won't be back until tonight." The woman added, Aurelia leaving her daughter to get dressed. Her husband, a merchant named Cezar, was a business man in their tribe. He traded goods between the Siberians and the people of the city they were currently in. They weren't far from Leysha Ibrott and she was invited last year to join once she got her Daemon  



Warning: Long signature of dragon images

List of current dragons in game and fan based (blue = in game dragons, green = fan dragons, orange = dinosaurs, black (default) = Dragon Cave animals, purple = pet based dragons)

Dragon Cave Dragons(Please help these darlings hatch! Feel free to PM me name ideas for my dragon cave buddies when they hatch!)

HTTYD Dragons (Both fan and in game)

  1. Garenth = Deadly Nadder, Male
  2. Naga = Deadly Nadder, female
  3. Jambu = Changewing, Male
  4. Darksteel = Whispering Death, male
  5. Cliffjumper = Hobblegrunt, Male
  6. Wrecker = Hobblegrunt, male
  7. Penguin = Groncile, male
  8. Phesant = Gronkle, male
  9. Naga = Deadly Nadder, female
  10. Zephyr = Grapple Grounder, male
  11. Starburst = Speed Stinger, female
  12. Moonracer = Flightmare, female
  13. Violet = Skrill, female
  14. Navi = Stormcutter, female
  15. Elsa = Monstrous Nightmare, female
  16. Topaz = Monstrous Nightmare, female
  17. Toothless = Night Fury, Male (borrowed from Hiccup)
  18. Aurma = Razorwhip, female
  19. Cobalt = Razorwhip, male
  20. Bruiser = Rumblehorn, male
  21. Coen and Broderick = Night Terrors, male
  22. Twister = Typhoomerang, male
  23. Holly and Coral = Seashocker, female (holiday dragon, not yet hatched in game)
  24. Aran = Armorwing, Male
  25. Lyall = Terrible Terror, male
  26. Blue = Terrible Terror, female  
  27. Koyi = Oriental Serpentfang, female
  28. Winter = Frost Fury, female
  29. Astrea = Oceanic Seasong, female
  30. Sky-Strike = Oceanic Seasong, male
  31. Cordula = Noelani, female
  32. Panther = Noelani, male
  33. Daesha = Wolf-Faced Desert Runner, female
  34. Dinek = Wolf-Faced Desert Runner, male
  35. Storm Chaser = Storm Fury, male
  36. Naritha Moon (Narith) = Storm Fury, female
  37. Saber = Sabertoothed Horntail, male
  38. Aurora = Spike Roller, female
  39. Echo = Screaming Death, female
  40. Makani = Starring Deciever, female
  41. Starchaser = Stingtailed Flamethrower, male
  42. Gamma = Armored Midnight Fear Stalker, male 
  43. Aquamarine = Spotted Mistwalker, female
  44. Moonstone = Spotted Mistwalker, male
  45. Jadewing = Whispering Whisp, female
  46. Chiheru Bronze = Woolly Fury, female
  47. Tiba Emerald = Woolly Fury, female
  48. Spectra Violet = Wooolly Fury, female
  49. Moondancer = Night Fury, female
  50. Skyfighter = Night Fury, female
  51. Swiftwind = Night Fury, female
  52. Anzu Autumn = River Fury, male
  53. Shakka = Prisim Fury, male
  54. Icefall = Cammo Fury, female
  55. Iris = Greater Banded Geckus, female
  56. Thrush = Greater Banded Geckus, male
  57. Delta = Tri-Horned Dragon, female
  58. Charlie = Tri-Horned Dragon, male
  59. Nitidus = Tri-Horned Dragon, male
  60. Beau = Racing Dragon Gold-Star Class, male (borrowed from Artha Penn in Dragon City)
  61. Goldwing = Racing Dragon Silver-Star Class, female
  62. Jin-hoh = Sand Wraith, male
  63. Melody = Psyche Keeper, female
  64. Argentum (Argen) = Psyche Keeper, male
  65. Fjord = Psyche Keeper, male
  66. Hersche = Spacial Beauty Dragon, male
  67. Persei/Percy = Spacial Beauty Dragon, male
  68. Zenith = Spacial Beauty Dragon, male
  69. Riaryth = Spacial Beauty Dragon, female
  70. Isis = Spacial/Egyptian Beauty Dragon, female
  71. Bluestar = Spacial Beauty, female
  72. Bluebell = Spacial Beauty, female
  73. Avatre = Masked Ridgewing, female
  74. Sky Dancer = Royal Flashbang, female
  75. Heru = Sky Valkerie, male
  76. Hecate = Haunted Hallows, female
  77. Undine = Haunted Hallows, female
  78. Marina  = Wavestroker, Female
  79. Snowfall = Horned Flight Fury, female
  80. August = Horned Flight Fury, male
  81. Artemis = Banded Featherlure, female
  82. Verdentus = ShimmeringSeascale, male
  83. Mesi = Dilowyrm, female
  84. Vetra = Jabberjaw, female
  85. Silver = Light Fury, female
  86. Borealis = Light Fury, male
  87. Flurry = Grapple Fury, male
  88. Gambit = Albino Night Fury, male
  89. Skull Stalker = Skull Screamer, male
  90. Ghost Whisper = Skull Screamer, female
  91. Puru = Ominous Storm Rider, male
  92. Moana = Mystic Wave Rider, female
  93. Serefina = Gallant Flashfire, female
  94. Frey = Forest Wanderer, male
  95. Jinhai = Cursedfire Wyvern, female
  96. Ayano = Skyvern, female
  97. Aqua Rainbow  = Thornridge, female
  98. Thunderwing = Thunderthief, male
  99. Ivinna = Field Sprinter, female
  100. Asia = Velociraptor, female
  101. Artemis = Velociraptor, female
  102. Sniper = Bearded Dragon Fury, female
  103. Abalone = SeaWing, Female (Wings of Fire OC)
  104. Amber = MudWing, female (Wings of Fire OC)
  105. Mariah = gold Fire Lizard, female
  106. Nitidus = Blue fire lizard, male
  107. Garenth = Bronze Pernese dragon, male
  108. Viper = gold and purple ikran, male

My art and adoptables (along with a few special dragons from other artists): 

Flurry The Grapple Fury    Me and Garenth, done by Scorpio Kardia

  Flurry Kimbenoso          Flurry Revamp Nightmarerebuff

Flurry the bouncie Grapple Fury (Nessie)

Coen and Broderick version 2 courtesy of Iron Man 2000

I am a member of the SOD forum Fan Fiction Club!

These guys are available for adoption! Flurry here is my pride and joy! Check them out on my adoption thread "Introducing the Grapple Fury!"

DuskDaybreak's Art

   Veritas the Utahraptor      Asia the Velociraptor         

Me and Chiheru Bronze                                 Tiba says Happy Halloween!

Haunted Hallows

          Hecate                         Undine

Character Furies

        Optimus Prime               Bumblebee               Captain America            Smokescreen 1


        Smokescreen 2                Arcee                White Tiger/Ava Ayala

Other dragons and art (including the new Velociraptor Draconis!)

       Gamma                             Jadewing                 Birthday Raptor            Razor Hunter


Dragon Bouncies

  Speed Stinger   Garenth           Starburst         Wrecker

  Cliffjumper          Naga           Darksteel         Elsa

     Topaz         Moonracer 1       Moonracer 2           Beau

   Beau 2           Goldwing

Pern Art by Mechfighter



Garenth the Bronze Dragon Mariah the Gold Fire-Lizard



Nitidus the Blue Fire Lizard

Other Artists (nothing personal guys, but a lot of my art comes from Duskdaybreak)

Me and Aran at Sunset on Halloween - thanks to ToshiLoshi!


Astrea and Sky-Strike the Oceanic Seasong (Adopto66)


Artemis and Faore the Banded Featherlure (Amberleaf)

Field Sprinter egg (Valoris620)


Ivinna the Field Sprinter hatchling (Valoris620)

Ivinna the Field Sprinter (Valoris620)

Cordula and Panther the Noelani (hootowllighbulb)

Team Mystic Banner Nightfuryatom4

Aqua Rainbow The Thornridge(ladybrasa)

Cliffjumper  and Wrecker the Hobblegrunt (Dorina the Dragon Trainer)

Viper the Ikran/Forest banshee (Kimbenoso)

Jinhai the Cursedfire Wyvern gif (Kimbenoso)


Charizard Gif courtesy of Pyrelyth

Holly and Coral the holiday Seashocker (WingsofValor)

Frey the Forest Wanderer (chimchim24)

Moonracer the Flightmare (Dorina the Dragon Trainer)Makani the Starring Deciever (chimchim24)



Serefina the Gallant Flashfire (Golden Scarlet) Twister the Typhoomerang (Bow Ie)


Abalone the SeaWing (EpicShadows) Amber the MudWing (EpicShadows)


Skull Stalker the Skull Screamer (Golden Scarlet) Ghost Whisper the Skull Screamer (Golden Scarlet)

 Me and my Charizard Charlie (Sky and Ocean)

Dragon License (Nessie)

Toothless and Smidvarg's Gang (courtesy of Dreamworks and Smidvarg)


Crystal the Dewmist (Cerebellum) Puru the Ominous Storm Rider (Golden Scarlet)


 Koyi the Oriental Serpentfang (NightmareRebuff) Harper the Paranoid Sandskitter


 Winter the Frost Fury and Queen Elsa (StellaMontague) Winter the Frost Fury - as an actual Night Fury! (Toothlessnightfury)

Icefall the Camo Fury  and Shakka the Prisim Fury Sniper the bearded dragon lizard as a Night Fury(Toothlessnightfury)

Saber the Sabertoothed Horntail (Fury of the Night)

Moondancer the Night Fury and Saber the Sabertoothed Horntail (Fury of the Night)

Moondancer the Night Fury (LinkWolf)

glitter text done by fury of the night

Clan Banner 1 and 2 Shadow Hunters of Berk (Amerissa)

Pokédex  and Ashley Kashu and Dragonite (Sky and Ocean)

Auruma the Razorwhip (Colress)

Me and Garenth (edit done by the fabulosly talented AniuRavenWolf)


Snowfall and August the Horned Flight Furies (babybrothers3)


Silver, and Borealis the Light Fury (mesaprncss)

Siamese Night Fury (xxHallaxx)Calico Night Fury (xxHallaxx)

 Heru the Sky Valkerie (Scobidous)

Garenth (Beareptilelover)Artemis Beareptilelover)

Bruiser version 1 (Beareptilelover) Bruiser version 2 (Beareptilelover)

  White Tiger bouncie Fury (Twistedclaw)  Wrecker Banner (Autum5467)


Zephyr the Grapple Grounder (Black saphir) Baby Zephyr the Grapple Grounder (Stiger23)

 Zephyr the Grapple Grounder (hrepetti)


Daesha and Dinek the Wolf-Faced Desert Runner and Thundwing the Thunderthief Avatre the Masked Ridgewing (Wutend Bonfire)

Navi the Stormcutter (Slyga) Navi the Stormcutter bouncie (mesaprncss = color,  Xabox-DS-Gameboy = base)

Marina the Wavestroker and Mesi the Dilowyrm and Sky Dancer the Royal/Siren Flashbang (Goldenfury360)


Icefall the Camo Fury, Gambit the Albino Night Fury, Vetra the Jabberjaw (The Ecliptic Eight)


Asia the Velociraptor (Elsa II)


Verdentus the Shimmering Seascale (Coolerthandragons) Violet the Skrill (Zero the Ruthless)

 Glory the Vinenecked JungleClaw (Skyler Smile)

Echo the Screaming Death (Candyblast)


Iris the Greater Banded Geckus  Thrush the Greater Banded Geckus (TheMasterPlan47)


 Aurora the Spike Roller (blackpanther0211)

Starchaser the Stingtailed Flamethrower (dragonlover0204)

Lyall and Blue the Terrible Terrors (Snowflake12298 and Basrolo)

Delta, Charlie and Nitidus the Tri-Horned Dragons (EloraTm)


Skyfighter the Night Fury (Frytha) Swiftwind the Night Fury (Frytha)

Jin-hoh the Sand Wraith (Flaming Husky)


Jewelsong and Moonsong the Deathsong (Stiger23)


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Coronach Lange and Aligerous the bird

The morning's gentle blues and pinks were always inspring, the way the white clouds would gently float overhead, how the night's darkness fades to dawn's light, warm tones would fade to the blues of that day. It made for a good time to get out, get going and seize the day.

But today was not going to be that day. Not for Coronach.

"You're usually up by now." a raspy voice whispered in her ear "Why? C'mon Coronach, it's not going to be that bad!" She turned over in her bed, her messed up comforters and hapazardly tossed aside pillows. She didn't want her Dæmon to get her out of this blissful feeling that her bed had given her. But the smug look of Aligerous lingered on her skin, she knew it without even opening an eye.

Aligerous knew why she wasn't up, he had a better memory and would consistantly remind her to do things that she had forgotten.

"You know why feather-brain. In a way it's your fault." she smirked, pulling up her blankets to cover her eyes.

"Actually it would be fur-brain." He added, a black nose coming under the covers. Aligerous in his fox form. And heck this was the form that made her want to go back to sleep! The fluffy, pampered, pristine softness was like clouds in animal form "Goodness, don't make me bite you!" he touched his wet nose to her arm and nudged once.

"You wouldn't!" Conorach opened an eye to look at him.

"No I wouldn't, it's too cozy in here..." Aligerous chuckled softly, snuggling up against her. "But then again, if we don't get up now that means no us-time."

"You got a point..." she sighed, waiting a few more heartbeats before she flung the covers off herself, her older, holey tee-shirt and sweat pants she used as pajamas now shown in their full, bedraggled glory. "Sometimes you're a pain."

"I try." he laughed before going back to his orignal form: A raven. His blueish, black wing feathers glistening as he flapped to move the air currents around. The white blotches on his body almost like clouds in the night. "What shall it be today? Riding?" Aligerous asked, hopping over to her dresser to pick up her jean jacket. Countless times had he tried to suggest something different, but in the end Coronach won, being able to wear her favorite jean jacket every single day. It was the thing that made her recognizable.

"Remember last time we rode?" she softly laugh, going into her closet to change in privacy.

"You had the time of your life."

"I almost d.ied."

"Yes, almost. Your lucky one of my things is regeneration."

"I still hear my bones popping back into place..."

"But now you know the sound of popping bones, if anything I did you a favor."

"A favor? How I can totally paralyze my enemies?"

"No. That was the closest thing you got to flying!"

Coronach peeked her head out of the closet, giving the raven a deadpanned look before shaking her head and throwing on her tee shirt. "On your back? Or after you bucked me off?"

"Why can't it be both?" he chuckled, flying over to perch onto her shoulder, as he did, and fixing a few stray hairs. He then went to her window, the one that gave them quick passage to the garden."Are you ready? We only have a little until we're doomed to eternity of learning." he made a face that overexaggerated the things they might endure at their new school. The one they were sent to for just bonding, for just being happy and fun loving.

"I'm never ready."

"Neither am I."


“When the skies cascade and the stars align, that is where we find eachother.

A loving talent has grown within the soul, one that must take flight elsewhere.

Dragons of this world. Do not forget what I have done, for who I might become is not the same as you once knew.

For I am no longer a dragon bound to earth, but bound to stars and the treading expanse."

-Erin's farewell

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...... .......ame....is.....

Light so many light and loud ringing noise

there're several sillouhete crowning over her, big, adults, all eyes are on her, don't look at me!, she couldn't moved there's something on her face, shoved painfully between her jaws. She has been captured, this is it for her.

"....tch bite...!"

"let's just get rid of them, why do we have to bring them back. As far as we concern, this brat doesn't exist. No one would care if we just rid off a child with a daemon that no one is going to miss before they can be a problem."


A sillouhete come closer, looking directly into her eyes

"She could still be of use"

There's a passage of time she vaguely aware of, one blink and now they're alone. The sillouhete shoving a book close to her face. she can't remember what she saw but she remember her breath hitched and her blo.od boiled and all she saw is red.

a red strain on her hand

a bar

mutilate bodies

a fawn

multiple shadowy figures on a pile of trash

a pile of mutilate flesh of---


Roku jolted a wake violently with a gasp.

The room she was in was dark. Reorienting herself and calming her breathing, she could feel that she's in the unfamiliar bed...or rather a bed she's been familiar with for three or so days. It's too soft and comfortable for her liking. She sat up and continued to calm herslef down

"Nightmare again I see?"

Roku looked up and Yagi is perching ominously on her bed frame, loaming down on her. Weirdo. did he just stood like that the entire time waiting for her to got up?

"You are sleep talking" Yagi clarified "Don't bother telling me what's it about though, I'm not interested nor I want you to get anything out of your chest. It would be nice if all those pent up issues of your plague your dream every night. I hope you never get a good night sleep"

Roky ignored him and began to move around. She's too restless to fall back asleep and it's seem it's already morning already. She moved he blinded a bit a cringe at the llight

"Interesting choice of vocaburary though...you sure are more verbal in your sleep. I wonder if you get to say something you have been wanting to say, maybe a sorry?"

Roku got out of bed and began to inspect her room. It was small and stuffy, as though it was once a storage that's recently been change into a bedroom. The bed, again, is too comfortable and soft and weirded Roku out. There's a neat-ish folded cloth she was given yesturday. The old clothes she doesn't previously own. She wore one to sleep to humored them and doesn't bother to change it, leaving it all crinky. These clothes and the blanket could be use as her makeshift rope if she want to escape. There's also a vent in her room she's already test. Unfortunately it doesn't lead her out of the school but it could be the alternate exist from the room she got put in. For today though she's free to leave through the door the normal way. With little to no clean up and adjust to herself, she leaves her room.

The sunlight made her cringed again but somewhere dark in her mind hopes the light touches Yagi and hurt him too, Alas the Daemon doesn't immediatally follow. or if he does it's from the shadow and not somewhere in her or anyone's direct line of sight. It's still morning and yet there're so much noise and sign of people already. This is troubling. Roku would have to find a route with the fewest people she'd come across.

On her very first day when she was brought to this 'school', Roku attempted to escape right away even with those adult surrounding her, it didn't  go well and she was restainted and the rest was history. Afterward she's allow to free roam, somewhat, as long as she didn't run into someone annoying. Like the janitor lady who reprimmed her unsanitary. Roku has been using  these 2-3 days the 'class' hasn't start yet to explore and trying to find a possible escape route. There's a balance of playing along as a form of self-preservation and trying to get out of this place.

"I wonder though, why do you want to escape so badly" Yagi's voice can be heard somewhere behind her " I mean, sure those guys are creepy but compare to your previous living condition, you got food and bed here , no one immediatally out for your blo.od. No rats seeing you as food. It's the luxury all street rats like us could ever hope for."

Roku thought over the question. Sure to any street rats, this is a dream come true. But like Yagi has said, there's no one immediatally out for their blo,od and this would lure them into a sense of comfort, how long will this dream last until the nightmare began. Less they at least no there way out and get out of it while they can before even the nicest of dream close their cluthes and eat them alive. Just like...

"Nothing last forever" Roku replied simply and didn't eleborate. Yagi would understand. She saw a flower on the garden and decided to stomp on it just for fun.


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Jach sat on the floor, leaning on the side of the bed. A book of sudoko puzzles was in his lap and he was focusing intently on that, a frown on his forehead. These puzzles usually woke him up ready for the day, but today it just wasn't working. 

    He had been back in this school for a few days after the holidays had ended. There was always a little time in this bording school where everyone got to meet the new kids and become acclimatised to living in school again. Not he, though. He had avoided the new people as much as possible. There was no point making friends when it was your last year. 

    He would have to meet them today, no matter how much he hated it. It was probably the reason he couldn't focus, too.

    That or the sharp talons of the crow his shoulder. 

    'You need to put a two there,' Sikastan, Jach's crow daemon, said. He leant down so far to point at the page that he fell off and jammed his beak into the book.

    Jach sighed and disengaged the book and bird. 'Or would have gone there if you hadn't holed it, featherhead,' he said. 

   'Featherhead?' Sika protested, flapping back up to Jach's shoulder. 'Who are you calling featherhead? I'll have you know th...' 
    Jach silently moved Sika onto the bed and threw a blanket over him. 'Oi!' Came the muffled yell from beneath the cover.

    'Well don't puncture my book then,' Jach said, standing up. It was time to get ready, he supposed.

    "Get ready" for him was to find his usualy attire that consisted of a simple T-shirt, dark jacket and jeans. Sika, on the other hand, took at least ten minutes to get his feathers in order and he still wasn't happy. 

    'I look a mess!' Sikastan called, flying after Jach just before the bedroom door shut. 

    'What's new about that?'

    The crow gave him a bite to the ear before flying up out of his reach. 

    'Alright, no need to get your feathers in a twist.'

    They wandered down a corridor, following the smell of breakfast. One good thing about getting up early was that you were always the first to breakfast.


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Reginald Eason Pierce | Corsen

Reginald had been awake for what felt close to an hour, though this fact did not mean that the redhead had gotten out of bed. On the contrary, the teen had been staring at the wall for the entirety of his time awake, not even faced towards the window filtering in sunlight.

Reg found he had little issue waking up early some days, though he merely lacked the motivation to do anything with the extra time, choosing to instead retreat deep into his mind in something of a trance. It was like dreaming, but unlike when he was trapped in slumber, he was in charge here.

The male human was only disturbed from his daydreaming when something grabbed a clump of his thick hair and pulled. Despite himself, Reg whimpered out of pain, finally sitting upright on his mattress. The force that had yanked his red strands was standing there, clacking her beak once as if to threaten she would turn him bald if the boy didn't get on the move.

Reg did not shy away from complaining, but his bond with the pink flamingo enabled them to converse at times with only their eyes and motions. Reginald raised his eyebrows, before glaring. The flamingo retaliated by puffing up her feathers and flapping her wings. Despite being far smaller than Reginald, the flamingo flapping its sharp wing feathers threateningly was enough of a warning to push Reginald into getting ready for the day. The teen slapped his feet on the floor loudly, complying but not without displaying his sore losing of the silent battle.

Reg slipped on some clothes, simple dark skinny jeans, a long sleeve shirt with a graphic tee overlayed. If he was feeling fancy, Reg might even tuck those into the belt that he slipped through the loops in his pants.

The flamingo didn't take much notice, looking out the window until Reginald finished dressing.

"Lots of people coming in," Corsen finally spoke, turning to Reg. Reg furrowed his brows.

"Yeah, 'spect so with classes?"

"Classes are tomorrow, remember?" Corsen cooed in response, earning a few curses from Reg.

"Ugh, Corsen, why do I even need to bother, then? I get going to classes on time, but there's not much reason for me to be about the day for this," Reg complained, though he continued to tie the laces on his shoes.

"It's good to explore the environment and life in it before you take part," Corsen lectured. "You will feel far more at ease and comfortable."

"Pish-posh, birdy," Reg sneered, grabbing a small packet from his bedside table. "Imma at least get a smoke in, I suppose. Coming?"

The bird strode to Reg's side, her long thin legs bending backwards and her neck gracefully curving as she followed the young male into the hallway.


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Kriithi Mæla | Aurvang

Kriivthi sighed as he exited the dorm room, his bright white tiger shrinking in size and smoothing his fur into scales, jumping in the air and getting caught in the teen's hands as a snake. The snakes pearly white scales then started to oddly pulse, flickering to Kriivthi until the two were completely invisible, with nothing to expose them safe the strangely filtered shadow they casted. The teen expertedly avoided the few people in the halls, quietly creeping down the towers and hallways, all looking far more modern than the outside of the castle. The closer to the ground you got and the closer you got to the center, it began to look more and more like a normal school. The school decided to host the welcoming buffet in the large courtyard, the table of food and seating was covered by a large cloudly glass overhang. Other tables with one on one strategic games or multiplayer board games on bigger tables with more seats were scattered about. Along the other side of the wall were several stands manned by teachers and other workers, mostly here to inform parents what exactly each class will teach their childern. Kriivthi never really cared to look into what they offered, instead walking down the winding path to the food. Not bothering to take off the magic cloaking as he started picking up small portions of the various foods and putting it on his plate, probably greatly confusing nearby people. Then finding a seat out of the peoples way and simply observing the new students who flooded in.

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Violeta Ungur/Heru the Daemon

Heru and Violeta ate their breakfast, a few younger kids running from houseboat to house boat out in the camp. 

They probably already finished their breakfast. Hopefully I won't be the only one with a Daemon. Violeta thought, knowing the rest of her family's clan thought of her as special because of Heru. They thought he was a gift from the Gods. And in a way, they weren't wrong. He was her soul after all. Or at least, part of it. She finished her wheat cakes, going over to her school bag and scooping it up. Her mother said she shouldn't pack much, like when the clan traveled. 

"Come on Heru, let's get over to the school." Violeta called to her Daemon, the hawk shifting to a silk moth and landing on her shoulder. 

"Ready when you are!" the Daemon chirped happily as they headed to the school. They weren't far downriver from it either. They did that on purpose to make it easier for Violeta to get there. 

"So this is Leysha Ibrott? I can see why you were invited here. Not many Gyptians." Heru noted, the edges of his fuzzy wings shimmering a little with the colors of a daemon's aura. They were the only known creatures that had that. 

"I know...so much wealth on this one building...just one of those ivory sconces could feed the Clan for a year!" Violeta agreed, glad for the Daemon's company as she joined a group of students heading inside so she could register for classes. Her family would stay here at least a year so she could study. Gyptians never stayed in one place much longer than that, being a nomadic people as they were. They knew the lands of Daurar better than anyone. If you needed a navigator in difficult terrain, the rule was to hire Gyptians as guides. They were honroable, loyal and more importantly: reliable with information. So they were often used for less urgent messages that needed to be delivered to certain places and so on. 

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Coronach yeets herself out of a window, provoked by Aligerous

Coronach headed to peer out her room's window. Well, it wasn't really her room, seeing as now she lived in the private school's dorms. But since her stuff was here she might as well get used to it.

She had unpacked room decor a bit, but the room was still dull and empty-which made her uncomfortable. She vowed to paint the walls, even Aligerous had a few ideas for what they could do.

She had came here right after their little riding incident, mostly to keep in check that they wouldn't be reckless like that again. But it bugged her even more so that it was her parents's ideas to send her here. Sure she were able to come and go as they pleased-for the most part that is- but there was still the matter of being back on time. But now, with new students coming in it seemed there was more eyes on the students than ever.

"I smell breakfast!" Aligerous announced, happy flaps of his wings told Connie that she should hurry before he ends up eating her.

"Hold on!... Sweet cheezits..." Coronach grumbled, swinging her bag full of notebooks, pens, pencils and other various things over her shoulder. She used to have a cussing issue, because her parents used to do it all the time before they realized what affect it had on their daughter. And since she was the oldest, it wasn't going to be a good influence on her younger siblings. Now she still cusses... but in a more comedic way. 

"Don't speak of cheese to me!" Aligerous snapped his beak, still hopping on the window sill in a way to get her to hurry "But thankfully your window is only a few feet next to the entrance." He glanced down to where they could see all of the new people making their way in with creatures of all shapes and sizes. Her room, on the third floor, was around the corner next to the entrance of the building. Where, only a few feet inside was the cafeteria.

"I've told you before how much I hate doing this right?" she gave him a look to express her hatred for this, while it was quite useful for quick escapes, it still hurt, and was highly nauseating to hear, nonetheless experience.

"Countless times, but you never have to deal with broken bones again." He smirked at the girl before jumping into the air, hovering outside her window. "Lets go! The waffles could be gone by now- the FRUIT LOOPS could be gone!"

"I'm coming I'm coming.." she rolled her eyes, swung one leg over the window sill, then the other. She glanced down. Heights never bothered her, and now that she didn't have to worry about injuries, it was even less intimidating. But there was always a hesitation before going down. After a heartbeat she kicked herself out of the window. And for a few moments understood how it felt to be immortal.

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Reginald Eason Pierce | Corsen

Reg slunk down the hallways, taking the shortest possible path down to the courtyard, not much of one for taking the scenic routes. Upon walking into the people-filled courtyard, Reg had to admit that the breathing in the morning air was rather nice after being cooped up inside.

Corsen had at some point shifted to her red panda form, able to more easily scamper to match with Reg's long legged strides as the small mammal. While Reg would not admit it, Corsen's current fuzzy form was adorable, with a fluffy round red and white face, large soft ears, and a snubbed black nose framed by white whiskers. However, her thick claws were nothing to be scoffed at, as those could enable Corsen to climb the length of a nearby tree with swift ease. There'd been multiple times where Corsen would use such claws to clamber up Reg's own body, though this act often leads to many gripes emitting from the grumpy ginger.

Corsen was far more willing to openly show her appreciation for the outdoor air, a bounce in her scurrying form. Reg couldn't quite connect to his daemon in this instance, as her ecological awareness was not something the human was able to tap into.

Sniffing the air, the teen was able to detect scents of breakfast food. Reg walked towards the buffet-style table, grabbing food at random more out of obligation of it being something free and easy to take than any particular craving he had towards specific items.

The teen walked to one of the furthermost away vacant tables, setting down the plate and plopping into a seat, leaning into it with an arm thrown over the back and his foot resting atop the neighboring chair.

"Fruit, please," Corsen demanded from the ground several feet away, eyeing the apple and grapes Reg had barely registered as having grabbed. The male lifted the bundle of grapes from their place on the plate, snapping a few off the twig and throwing the purple orbs in the direction of the panda's open mouth.

"You're so bad at this," Corsen laughed heartily, running after a grape that'd missed her gapping muzzle.

"Oh, frick me," Reg groaned dryly, tossing a few more grapes. The red panda snapped two grapes out of the air, but another two missed, hitting against the ground and rolling away. "Guess I'm gonna fail my tryout for the grape-tossing Olympics."

By now, they'd almost run out of grapes.

"You're gonna have to help me multiply 'em if you want any more," Reg droned, pulling a packet of smokes and a lighter from his pocket, shaking out a cigarette from an almost empty carton. While he could indirectly use the ability of quantity manipulation, the human had great difficulty using it alone, only partially able to control the outcome. "And you can duplicate me a pack of these while you're at it."

The red panda stopped running around, giving the redhead a very mixed expression, though she stayed silent. Reg knew the look well; the daemon was heavily judgemental of the human's bad habit. She often expressed dismay at mankind purposefully harming themselves and the environment. Reg knew her feelings were right, though he usually tried to avoid noticing her saddened expressions.

At this moment, Reg swept his eyes around the courtyard. Slightly across the yard, he oddly noticed a moving figure leaning out of a windowsill from a few floors above.

"Ain't even the first day and someone..." Reg said, beginning to look at Corsen when the figure from before really did leap out of their formerly stationary spot in the window. Reg's body winced despite himself, looking away while he waited for the sound of impact.

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Kriithi Mæla | Aurvang

Kriivthi nit picked at the food in front of him, looking as if floating fruit was disappearing mid-air. Aurvang, who was loosely wrapped around the teen's neck, occasionally snapped food from his fingers. The male pushed the near empty plate away and started looking around the people, some of the their conversations bouncing off windows and stone and to his ears. Most spoke to the adults about the type of careers that could aid their kids in the long run, while others tried to pry about breaking the Dæmon's off from their kids. Of course, that topic was avoided at all costs by the teachers. Giving the repetitive line of "We're here to help your children appropriately deal with the Dæmon's, and help them get ahead in life" with a comercial smile pasted on their face. Quickly loosing Kriivthi's interest, and letting the ginger tossing grapes to his dæmon take it instead. A partial chortle escaped him as he watched.


"What is this one doing?" Aurvang spoke, his gaze pinned to something on a nearby tower. Kriivthi searched for what he was talking about and instantly noticed a girl hanging her legs outside her third floor window.


"She wouldn't be that crazy..." Kriivthi doubted, tensing up as the girl went against his original thought and fell from the window.


"If that one survives... Stay away from it" Aurvang deadpanned. Earning a smile from his human.


"What? She seems like a perfect friend! No fear, great decision making skills... Absolutely not a risk taker. Not at all. All the right qualities you need for a great friend" Kriivthi teased, causing the white snake to slither off him with a grumble. As the animal departed from him, the invisibility had dropped, revealing his dark attire and black hair, all the while tilting his head quizzically to his dæmon.


"Hey, where you going?!" Kriivthi chirped as the snake kept going.


"Nope! We can't be friends now! I was wrong! You're no match!" Aurvang dramatically called, still slithering away, when in reality he was simply finding left over food that was hopefully dropped on the ground. But, he wasn't about to pass up a good chance to scare his human.

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Coronach and Aligerous are stupid

Aligerous waited on the ground for Coronach to make impact, he wasn't the slightest bit concerned when the girl painfully hit the ground with straight legs. Hey, it was a work in progress, not everyone can say they've been able to land safely three floors up.

Coronach fell to her hands and knees, waiting for the power to take affect. Bones took a couple minutes, and it hurt, not just the pain but the sound. Sometimes Aligerous could help mute the sounds of it, but he preferred she knew what the sounds of broken bones sound like.

"Your landing is rough." Aligerous commented, going over and moving her hair behind her so it didn't get in her face.

"Well no frick!" She snapped at him, pain tensing and pulsating thorugh her body as the bones snapped back together. "I'd like to see you jump out of a window." She smirked, feeling better now to stand up.

"I have, wouldn't recommend doing it as a horse though." Aligerous chuckled, going around and helping picking off the grass that clung to her, then he went and perched on her head. "But if it makes you feel any better there are like ten people watching now."

Coronach looked up, her face going red to be watched doing something like that. 

"I thought you said the coast was clear?!" She hissed to him, having half a mind to grab him and shake him.

"I never said that."

"Maybe you should!"

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Lorelai -18- |Azul -Dæmon-|

The golden fingers of morning had wound through the misty darkness of the night, pulling back the veil to reveal a gentle sunrise and banishing the darkness. 

However, the woman hadn’t the time to admire the incredible morning sky as she pelted through the darkened alleyways.

Springing upwards, she locked her fingers onto a nearby fire-escape and swung her legs. Using the momentum, she was able to pull herself up and over the guard rails before quickly scaling the wry metal staircase. She paused only when the sound of the metal door crashing against brick jolted her from her focus. She glanced over her shoulder, from her perch halfway up the fire-escape, she spotted two security guards slamming their way out into the alleyway. They first noticed Julian who was just beginning to stir. Then, inevitably, their eyes turned towards the blond woman, their pointing fingers following en suite.

Well, it certainly did not take them long to realise that they had been robbed.

The woman continued her trek up the fire-escape, now with the two guards in hot pursuit. 

Ambling over the lip of the building, the woman hoisted herself onto the roof. She wasted no time and fled, crossing the gaps between buildings with powerful leaps. The blue butterfly circled high into the air, disappearing into the sun’s shimmering rays as it peaked above the horizon.

Undeterred, the security team pursued her, following her movements with significantly less grace.

The sound of wailing sirens caused the woman to glance towards the ground. Already the law enforcement had already arrived and were chasing her on the roads.

The woman pushed onward, but was unable to go much further as the building she was running on cut short, leading to a steep drop below and a gap easily 3 metres wide. Panting, the woman surveyed her options. 

She could backtrack and get intercepted by the security detail who were quickly closing the distance between them.

She could jump and most certainly fall to a painful death.

Neither of those options sounded particularly good. 

Then something attracted her attention. Swiveling her head around, the woman noticed a small ledge carved into a windowsill about two metres beneath her.... If she could read it, she could skirt along the edge of the building and avoid both the cops and security.

Straightening herself up, the woman turned towards the guard who had almost reached her. She flashed them a pretty smile and waved before extending her arms out to the side and dropping backwards, plunging down the drop. 

“Oy!” One of the guards shouted as he careened to a stop, digging his heels into the ground to avoid falling into the chasm after her. 

“Silly girl.” His partner hissed, nearly crashing into him.

The guard held up a hand and cautiously peered over the edge, his jaw going slack.

Directly below him, he saw the woman. She was hanging by her fingertips, precariously dangling from the edge of the windowsill. Glancing up at them, she winked. Displaying an impressive feat of strength, the woman was able to push herself up and settle her foot on the ledge. She rose up into a standing position, hugging her back flush against the wall. She took a steadying breath, jumping only when the wailing ceased.

“SURRENDER AND COME DOWN SAFELY FOR DETAINMENT.” An officer was shouting at her through some device which amplified his voice.

“I am afraid I will have to pass.” The woman cooed. “Unfortunately, I am not into bondage.” 

Her smooth wink left a flustered officer as she continued to slide along the building. 

Suddenly, something crashed into the wall next to her, tearing off a chunk of brick and narrowly missing her shoulder. Yelping at the concussive bang that sounded after the impact, the woman lost her footing. She screamed as a portion of the wall fractured and she was sent plummeting downwards. 

As if by some cartoonish logic, she crashed right into a cloth awning which slowed her fall just enough to negate most of the adverse effects of the fall. But of course, the officer she fell on top of also helped in that regard. She tore a whole straight through it, ripping the awning off its stand.

Groaning, the woman pushed herself up, glancing down at the human-cushion she had landed on. She was jammed but the adrenaline pulsing through her veins allowed her a faster recovery time. 

“Sorry for going down on you.” She breathed to her new friend and jumped back, freezing as they surrounded her. 

“Hands where we can see them.” Someone growled.

The woman merely tilted her head, a lazy smile spreading across her features. “Whatever you say, love.” She purred and extended her arms out into the third position. And then she moved.

Immediately, they went to attack her, sending a flurry of blows.

But the woman just danced. Rising up to pointe, she ducked and spun around, literally dancing around them. 

She pulled her hands above her head, leaning backwards gracefully to avoid a baton swing to her face. She leapt up into the air, arching her back and bringing her foot towards her lead in the split-jump. In the process, her foot knocked a firearm from the hands of an officer and pummeled him straight in the jaw.

Understanding that even with her skills, she posed no real chance against this many individuals, the woman began to hum.

Humming as she danced to an invisible beat.

Almost instantaneously, the blows weakened and then ceased altogether. 

Opening her vocals, the woman sang a few verses, picking her way daintily through the throng of police. She swiped one's hat from his head, playfully setting it onto her own before stealing the keys to his belt. She danced her way over to the motorcycle and slipped inside.

“Bye, boys.” She purred and laughed before gassing it and speeding off. 

The vehicle hummed beneath her as the motors and cogs churned, producing a haze of smog as she drove. She did not dare drive very far because a stolen police vehicle was not exactly discreet. After turning down a few streets, she pulled quickly into an alley, parking the vehicle against the side of the building. 

Pressing her back into the darkness, the woman listened to the distant echoing of sirens approaching, growing louder and louder until finally the wailing began to fade as the motor carriages sped past her.

She released the breath she had been holding and quickly hurried to the end of the alley where a cloth bag was concealed amidst wrapped trash bags. The woman yanked off the blonde wig, revealing messy purple tendrils of hair to curl down her back. She ripped off the veil and casted it aside. Peeling her eyelid open, Lorelai quietly removed the second blue contact from her eye. She had gone to great lengths to disguise any and all defining characteristics about her. 

Continuing to rifle through the bags, the woman ripped off her costume and adorned a more practical outfit which included a cloak she pulled tightly around her arms. 

Shoving her fists into the pockets of her now discarded costume, she hastily transferred all of her loot into the black cloth back and slung the straps over her shoulders. A few loose coins and jewels spilled out onto the floor, but Lorelai seemed to be entirely insensitive to it. 

Kicking aside another bag revealing a spraycan hidden underneath. Grabbing it, Lorelai shook the tin up for a few moments before flicking the lid off with her thumb. Pressing down on the nozzle, she held her breath as she quickly drew a bright red stylized ‘A’ onto the motorcycle.

Then she casted the bottle aside along with her velvet gloves which she ripped off with her teeth.

Hurrying out of the alleyway, Lorelai paused to gauge the surrounding streets. After assuring herself that there were no witnesses she rounded the corner and briskly walked down the street, her bag heavy from all of the loot she had stolen and a satisfied smile plastered over her red lips.

It was breakfast time.
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Roku's Horrible not fun time

(warning minor description of violence for coranach)


Crushing one more flower, a soft smile of tiny satisfaction creeped on her face for her own little amusing entertainment. Yagi, making his way underneath the tree shadow somehow, look jugdementally at Roku. Alas, Roku's reign of terror bestow upon the unfortunate weeds was cut short as someone suddenly shout and made their way toward her.

"Hey! What are you doing! The sign said no steping on grass!"

Roku turned her head a little to look at the sign right next to her that said just that, looking right at the Gardenner? security guard? Student council? Then she bolted. That person shouting after her as they ran across the courtyard. Little did Roku know as she's too focus on looking forward that the person and some other in the area soon took their attention off of her to instead look up at the decending form that---




Roku yelped. Someone just fall a mere ten feet away from her and could have easily took Roku with them. That and the suddenness of it is what disturbed Roku as normally the sight such as this is frankly, nothing new to the preteen. Well, good. Your sacrifice shall not be waste as this sight sure took away all the attention and give Roku a much deserve escape route.


And then the body moved


In fact, Roku should have notice that the body isn't splating on the ground on the first place as it landed in somewhat resemblance to the 'superhero' he used to tal---nevermind that. A horrible crack noise as the bone reassemble themselves as the person got back up and talk to the raven...shadow??? as though nothing had happened. Something about that unrattled her, of course the unnatural and inhumane of it all and then there's the go.re that previously hasn't get under Roku skin now hitting her with full force




And then the spell broke and Roku bolted again, trying to get away from them as fast as possible, ignoring that all eyes possibly on them now, Roku jumped and scaled the very building the person had jumped from. Scaling the pipes and jumping from windows to windows with no difficulty until she found one one and slipped inside.

Only to meet the Janitor Lady right away

Roku gasped and try to get away but the Lady was faster and grabed Roku arm in a deadgrip. 

"Where do you think you are going and what did I tell you about cleaning up yourself! I put all those clothes within your room already haven't I!? We can't have you stinky brat running around the facility like that!"

Roku grunted and whined and whimpered but did not scream nor talk back as she tried to struggle free from the Lady who began to drag her away little by little, presumely to the washroom ranting about Unsanitary, No!, it was a loosing battle as not only the lady seem to have the unbelievable strength but that Roku lag one as well. She is, after all, not having her breakfast yet. The scene brought many attention to the two after the earlier event. Somewhere above, Yagi crackling softly at Roku's misfortune.

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Violeta Ungur/Heru the Daemon

Violeta looked up in time to see someone, a girl no older than herself, drop from a 3 story window. And didn't even get hurt! She gaped as a raven with shimmering feathers started helping her clean up from her little show. She glanced at Heru, who nodded. 

"Definitely a Daemon." The silk moth confirmed, shifting to a brown (yet somehow still shimmering) burrowing owl as Violeta hurried over to greet the other girl.

"OI! YOU THERE! GOT A MINUTE?" Violeta called to the girl, waving to get her attention 

(figured I'd send Violeta and Heru your way Toothy!)

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Jach made his way into the hall where the smell of food was coming from. A long table with an immense amount of food sat at one end of the room, with tables and chairs scattered around the rest of the space. He grabbed some of the food, let Sika choose some - which took agessss - then headed over to some floating fruit he'd been watching. 

    'Hallo, Kriiv,' Jach said, plunking his plate on the table. By now, his friend had become visible. 'Where's Aur?'

    Sikastan landed on the table and shifted to his black squirrel form, picking up some of the cheese cubes Jach had gotten for himself. 

    'Hey, paws off.' Jach pulled the plate towards him and picked at the cucumber. Why had he chosen that? He hated cucumber.

    Sika huffed and padded over to Kriiv's plate, staring hopefully at the few leftovers.

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Coronach and Aligerous, not the most social

((I'm laughing so hard that everyone's like "oh no! Anyways..." to the epic stunt XD))


Coronach looked up to see someone whoosh by her, she swore she saw a little kid looking like they'd seen a ghost. That she decided to ignore, since people rush by anyways- even if they did see her leap from a height that shouldn't have been possible to survive. But what came next was something unexpected.

"OI! YOU THERE! GOT A MINUTE?" Someone called in her direction, she glanced up to see someone waving her down.

"Ahhh sssurgar..." Coronach slowly said, looking to Aligerous with a hate that would be expressed later "We are defiantly making sure there's nobody watching next time."

"Don't panic!" Aligerous told her, giving her a nip on the cheek "It's a school, you were bound to talk to someone eventually."

"Augh, I wish there was a way to not be interactive..." Coronach muttered before looking to the girl and heading her way, ignoring the stares of those who've witnessed her stunt.

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Kriivthi Mæla | Aurvang

Kriivthi chuckled as the snake disappeared under some shrubbery, still hunting down dropped fruits. The teen was then alerted to someone sitting down at his table with him, and a silently pleaing black squirrel that stared at his plate.


"Hey Jach" He yawned, then pushed his plate closer to the squirrel. Some berries and a few cubes of fruit was still on it. Along with some other more junkier type foods.


"Where's Aur?" the other teen cooed, making Kriivthi lazily look around where he saw his snake slither to.


"Being a drama king somewhere" Kriivthi chortled.


"How's your morning going?"


Aurvang moved through the shurbbery quietly, his nose bringing him to a stray grape not too far out of the safety of the plant. Quickly glancing around before coiling up and leaping at the grape, taking it in his mouth and gulping it down quickly.

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Violeta Ungur/Heru the Daemon

"That was amazing! How did you do that?!" Violeta asked, the girl's Gyptian accent light but obvious despite her clothes as she ran over to the other girl. 

"Yeah! We saw you drop! We thought for sure you'd at least break an ankle or something!" Heru chimed in, the burrowing owl now a shimmering red hawk as he flew over before landing back on his owner's shoulder 

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Reginald Eason Pierce | Corsen

A curse fell from Reg's mouth, though he managed to keep it to a mumble under his breath. It'd automatically released as if ridding the tension the teen had felt from seeing someone jump to their...

Well, the person had actually survived with no lasting damage, probably due to the animal - a daemon - by their side having something to do with it. But that'd still not lessened to the horrible sound of human bones and flesh pulled quickly by the harsh yet invisible tendrils of gravity to the hard ground below their flailing feet. Reg wondered how much the act had hurt before miraculous healing must have occurred.

Feeling no urge to interact now that he knew the person had recovered, as well as had been called out to by some other girl, Reg popped the cigarette between his lips, lifting his lighter to the elongated white end.

Striking the lighter the first time didn't spark forward a small flame. Reg didn't pay that any mind, flipping the wheel a few more times with his thumb. Still, the action didn't beckon forth any fire.

"Wha..." Reg lifted the lighter closer to his face to inspect the insides of the slightly transparent container. Where usually the innards would be filled with lighter fluid sloshing around, it was almost entirely empty save for a few stray droplets.

"Corsen." Reg growled, knowing it could only have been the daemon that could have tampered with a lighter that'd formerly been full when he'd used it the night before. Reg's tone was not loud, but the number of unsaid words was clear in that one utterance.

"Hm, what is it?" Corsen lazily looked over her shoulder from watching something a nearby bush, for a reason Reg hadn't been aware enough to know the reason for. The red panda blinked innocently a few times as if she had no idea what Reg were about to complain about.

"I'm going to..." Reg began to speak as he squeezed his smokes packet, but his voice and the action ceased. Instead, an odd smile settled on the ginger's face. Corsen's formerly relaxed expression turned into one of hesitance.

"If you think I'm not too scared to catch something on fire to light this baby up-"

"Reg, NO!" Corsen called, jumping at the boy, temporarily pinning him down in the chair he'd been about to sprint from. "That's not a funny joke. I will shift into my roo form and sit on you if you even dare."

"Then stop messing with my stuff," Reg continued his cold smile, hoping to gain an edge despite being slightly terrified of Corsen's threat. Even female red kangaroos could weigh up to 40 kilograms; the proposition of being sat on by one was not a comfortable thought.

Corsen seemed to judge the options, but the two sat in silence, currently competing in a mental-based staring contest, as if the winner would decide what would happen next.

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Coronach and Aligerous making friends

Coronach looked around to the fading stares before turning to Aligerous who just looked smug after the leap. He always thought it was funny, mostly because her leaps were far more dangerous than if he did it.

"Aligerous has regeneration." Coronach explained, pointing to the black and white raven on her shoulder. The fact that someone had to ask was a little shocking. She knew that Dæmons had abilities, though it varied from Dæmon to Dæmon, she knew they had them. Had nobody really seen anything like that before? C'mon someone had to have recklessly used their powers every once and a while!

"Though the landings always always hurt..." she added, not really sure what to say. She did indeed break an ankle, she broke both legs, judging by the sound alone, but after that there was no scars or anything. She felt great after the powers finish their work, like she had a really good, long nap.

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Aurvang - Dæmon

Aurvang kept slinking along, following whatever's left of the grapes that the red panda didn't get to in time. But, his nose eventually lead up the table, his scales flickering into invisibility as he rounded the top of the table, slowly moving the plate while the ginger and panda were in a staring contest. Aurvang found their relationship amusing, but his interest was more on the plate that laid beside them. The snake began not so discreetly pulling food off the plate and gulping it down, not giving much care for the feelings of who gathered it. Simply relishing in the free meal for the moment.

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‘Eehhh, alright, I suppose. Haven't had to talk to any strangers yet,’ Jach replied. He caught onto the staring contest going on between a human and red panda, and the food that was disappearing from the plate in front of them. ‘Well, found Aur.’ He said, nodding in the direction.

    Sika chirruped a thank and set about munching on the junk food. For reasons neither he nor Jach could understand he preferred being in his squirrel form when eating. Maybe it was because of the hands? 


(I'm disappearing for about 20 hrs... :|)

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Violeta Ungur/Heru the Daemon

Violeta nodded, gesturing to her own Daemon in his hawk form. 

"Heru here has psi navigation, light manipulation and muscle adaptation. I mostly use that last one for martial arts training. My family travels a lot so I need to know how to defend myself. It also helps when you can copy your opponent's moves." She told the other girl, earning a wing to the back of her head that made her yelp.

"Violeta! Where are your manners?! You forgot to introduce yourself! Again!" The Daemon scolded, earing a red dusted face. 

"Sorry, I always forget when I'm excited. I'm Violeta Ungur, of the Unger Clan of Gyptian traders. Heru here is my Daemon. My family thought he was a gift from the gods when he showed up after none of us having Daemons for generations. So we named him after our old god of the skies." The girl explained, brushing dark hair back into place under her headband, really, the only thing that kept her dark curls under control. 

"You'll have to excuse Violeta. She always gets excited about meeting new people. Especially when we come to Threta or some other city along the Vantelei River and it's tributaries. We know the river and the rest of Virdra's waterways better than anyone." Heru commented, proving his namesake by shifting into a silk moth again. 

"And I thought your godly namesake was "humble" you braggart." Violeta teased, pinching the little silk moth between her fingers, earning a yelp of protest from the Daemon.

"Hey! Watch the wings!" The moth protested, suddenly shifting to a burrowing owl just to throw her off and making her laugh. It was clear to anyone that they had a sibling dynamic going on between the two of them - at least as far as siblings that got along anyways

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Coronach and Aligerous making friends part 2

Aligerous used his wing to slap the back of Coronach's head, reminding her that, she too forgot her own introduction.

"It's good to meet you," Conorach smiled, kinda liking this girl "I'm Coronach Lange... of.. no clan..." she blinked, feeling awkward to have no title. Aligerous snickered.

"Humans, if their heads weren't attached to their necks they'd lose their heads!" he snickered, talking more to Heru, but he still earned a glare from Coronach.

"So you know all the powers from your Dæmon?" Coronach asked, only knowing of two, and wondering if there were more... Or maybe Aligerous was lying about the silence manipulation one

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Reginald Eason Pierce | Corsen

Reg noticed something out of his peripheral vision. He ignored it at first, but after several more moments of feeling like he was seeing floating fruit, the human had to blink and whip his head to the side to see exactly that; floating fruit.

One of the suspended pieces disappeared as if gulped down by the air.

"Corsen, I'm already hallucinating from withdrawal," Reg whined, before realizing the more obvious answer was that there was a daemon power being used before his eyes.

"Hope you're enjoying my breakfast, there," Reg spoke to what appeared to be empty air at the moment, having no clue who or what he was actually speaking to.

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Kriivthi Mæla | Aurvang

Kriivthi glanced in the direction he nodded to, taking a moment to register the floating fruit before cringing at the sight. Quietly hissing out the snake's name and jumping to his feet to go free the ginger from his dæmon. Aurvang slowly shimmered into view, staring at the male with beady eyes and slight smile.


"I am, thank you" He cooed, continuing to feed himself from the teen's plate.


"Sorry" Kriivthi called as he approached, slowly pulling his dæmon off the table. Said dæmon stared at the food as he was pulled away, his eyes were nearly completely black from expanded pupils and he gave a dumbfounded look to the food as it got further away from him.


"My human never feeds me!" He blurted out, wrapping himself around Kriiv's arm and dramatically dropping his head over the side. Earning a glare from said human.


"No not at all... I absolutely starve you!" Kriivthi sang, rolling his eyes and shaking his head to the ginger.


"Sorry about him"


((Oop. Cya when you get back Flitt :P ))

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Without anyone intervene,

Without anyone intervene, Roku loses her battle and let out a final deafeated cry as she was sucessfully being drag away into the washroom.
Since a bonded daemon usually taking form of the animal that reflect one person trueself, it was a wonder that he havent taking to form of the cat, since Roku, in all account, is the basically a cat reincarnation. In the final stetch being being throw into the soapery water, she struggle and foght hard, trying to scratch the lady face and gripping the edge of the tub on all four. But much like before, she eventually loses that battle too and falling in.
After a several minute that feel lile a torture to the preteen. She was out of the washroom, significantly cleaner and in more neat clothes that fit the luxurious school more, although her hair are soaked and stinking out everywhere. Roku is pounting and grumbling in defeat already losing the fight spirit as she was lead to the cafeteria by hand. Directed toward a lone unoccupied table, forced to sit down and the lady went and came back in record time with a food tray placed in front of the girl.
"I'm not anyone's mother so this will be the last time i baby you like this, got it?" The janitor? Lunch lady? Caretaker? Said the ladt time before finally, finally let Roku be. Roku looked at the food in front of her in, at all the green vegetable the lady intentuonally picked for her in offense. She is hungry but she is not that hungry. Growling, she picked and stuff the bread, the only thing that is not green in the plate into her mouth with vengeance. Mentally adding the lady into her death list and plotting her demise while she chewed on and thinking about her next course of actions.

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Violeta Ungur/Heru the Daemon

"Yeah, Heru and I have been practicing since he showed up when I was 12. I'm 15 now, but we've been experimenting with what we can do." Violeta admitted, gesturing to the Daemon as Heru laughed at the other Daemon's comment. 

"Before I forget my own manners, my name's Heru. And don't worry about titles. Clan Ungur doesn't stand on ceremony." Heru told the other daemon, giving a little birdy bow from his perch on his human's shoulder 

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Reginald Eason Pierce | Corsen

Reg looked between the now-materialized snake, the partially eaten plate, and the human that'd walked over to grab up the white daemon from the table. The black-haired boy apologized, prompting the snake to indirectly pin the blame on its human.

"Well... at this point, he might as well finish up." Reg drawled, glancing at the half-eaten food, having not much intention of eating the snake's leftovers. "Ha. That's funny, my daemon is usually the one that starves me-e-e."

Reg's final word stretched out slightly as thick claws lightly dug into Reg's shoulder out of a warning. The red panda flexed her feet, clinging to the redhead similar to how a koala might, in the same position she'd been in during the two's staring. The teen lifted Corsen off his body, her claws prying away from his shirt as he placed the daemon on the tabletop. She watched the two newcomers warily, as if trying to judge their motivations.

"What's your names then?" Reg asked curtly, hoping moving the direction of the conversation would distract Corsen from the battle she'd apparently won from the snake having taken Reg's attention.

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Kriivthi Mæla | Aurvang

Aurvang swung his head around and shifted from the snake to a bat, with a large open smile. Letting go of the arm and landing on the table. Now running back to the plate that he was pulled from, and began shoveling his favourite foods closer to him. Then turning back to his human with a smirk, Kriivthi rolled his eyes and sighed. Aurvang stuffed his mouth with food then looked to the red panda with a tilted head, darting his attention between the two as they interacted with each other. The red panda seeming to have more control over the boy than he did her


"Kriivthi, and the drama king's Aurvang" He smiled nodding to the greedy dæmon. The white bat spared a glance to his human before swallowing the contents in his mouth and looking back to the others.


"Your human seems more caring... Wanna trade?" He chirped to the red panda, then started nibbling on the watermelon cube. Once again, Kriivthi rolled his eyes and held his hand out to the ginger.


"What's you're guys name?"

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Lorelai -18- |Azul -Dæmon-|

The sun had risen well about the horizon by the time Lorelai made it back to the school, its beams shining cheerfully through the dappled green leaves of the meticulously manicured trees. 

Lorelai hummed contentedly to herself as she confidently strolled through the underthicket, avoiding the regular paths and instead taking an alternate route off the trails, trampling through the pristine gardens. Pausing behind the brush, Lorelai gazed out across the lawn at the throngs of children in the diner hall and courtyard. 

‘Right.... It’s the first year orientation.,’ Lorelai thought dejectedly. 

She was about to survey the land and make plans, figuring out how she could slip on by without attracting attention when some silly kid decided to launch themselves out of the tower. It was not exactly a rare occurrence for them so Lorelai hardly even batted an eye at the figure as it went hurtling towards the ground. Fortunately, the first years were entirely unaware of this and scurried towards her, looking very concerned.

    “Thank you random foolish child.” Lorelai whispered to herself, using the distraction to slip on by. 

    She approached the rear side of the school, placing her hand on the cool bark of the oak tree that stood tall by her window. She had a room all to herself, very dissimilar from the dorm-style living of the other kids. They had shoved her into a turret in the attic because she was the oldest member of the school and the staff did not know what else to do with her. 

    Bracing herself against the tree, Lorelai reached up, grabbing a hold of a branch and hoisting herself up. She scrambled up the tree, inching her way around the trunk. After reaching the attic window, she cautiously picked her way across the thin branch. Lowering to a crouch, the purple-haired woman gave the stained glass window a hearty shove. It creaked open with much protest as she tossed her bags inside. 

    Adjusting herself, she slid her foot in, then the second. The window was not exactly a large space but she was just barely able to wiggle herself through the opening. She fell rather gracelessly onto the dusty ground in a jumble of limbs. Shaking off her hair, Lorelai reached to grab for her bags but tensed when she heard a voice call to her.

    “You’re late.”

Lorelai tensed up immediately and groaned her agitation as she straightened up, rolling her eyes. She cursed very loudly and very explicitly  

        "Language!" Her professor sat in the corner of her darkened room, perched delicately on a stood. Her thinning skin was wrinkled by age, but her sharp eyes showed no signs of the weaknesses typically associated with such ailments. Her platinum blonde hair was impeccably groomed as usual, and her red lipstick-clad lips twisted upwards into a cruel and visceral smile.

    “Hey, tinman. If you’ve come looking for your heart, I don’t have it.” Lorelai bit back.

Miss Stanton was known to be one of the cruellest teachers at the school, doling out harsh punishments and even harsher criticism.... When she wasn’t smiling that sickenly sweet smile, that it. Worse still, she wasn't just a professor. She was also Lorelai's private tutor.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. What do you want for that one? A Pulitzer?" Miss Stanton scowled. 

"No, but I would like you to shut up." Lorelai smiled sweetly

Miss Staton's eyes flashed menacingly.  "Oh, honey." Her tone was dripping with poison, a venom so vicious that it caused Lorelai to retreat backwards. "You cannot pull that act around me. I am not like the others, you can't bully me into submission."

Lorelai found herself rolling her eyes once more. "I don't have to listen to a tin can." She started for the door.

Miss Stanton moved so fast, faster than Lorelai's brain could process because the next thing she knew, the professor was standing in her way.

Fed up and at her end, Lorelai flung a punch at her teacher.

Stanton easily moved aside, quickly returning the blow.

Lorelai jerked backwards, flinging herself down into a back handspring to avoid the blow. She utilized that momentum to shoot her foot upwards, aiming for Stanton's jaw.

A hand closed around Lorelai's foot, halting the girl's momentum and causing her to lose her balancing. 

Managing to pry her foot out of Stanton's iron-clad grasp Lorelai fell in a heap to the ground. She rolled quickly to the side to avoid Miss Staton's crushing foot and hit against her bags. 

Thinking quickly, Lorelai reached into her bag, pulling out a diamond studded belt. Grinning, she launched herself to her feet and charged at Miss Stanton. 

The professor slid out of the way of the lashing belt, but the tip caught her wrist, wrapping itself around the appendage like a coiled snake. 

Lorelai grinned triumphantly.

She did not have much time to gloat before Stanton jerked her arm back, pulling Lorelai into her. A well placed kick to the chest sent Lorelai spiraling backwards and crashing into her bed, her back hitting the wall with a concussive thud. 

Lorelai lay there, sulking in the debris of her failure and panting heavily, her hair falling in slick curtains down her face. 

"You foolish little tyrant," Stanton laughed as she smoothed the wrinkles in her suit. "You really thought you could pull that stunt? I taught you everything you know."

Lorelai responded with a groan.

"Get up, girl, you are entirely indecent."

Lorelai shakily dragged herself into a sitting position,  glaring at her tutor. Manners, etiquette, dance, all of it has been taught to her under the tutelage of Lorelai who was obsessed with appearances. It was exhausting. But it was also the only way the school could think to tame her.

"Now, let's see what you have stolen this time." Stanton purred as she strolled over towards the bags.

"Nothing." Lorelai responded with a straight face.

"Nothing?" Stanton stooped over, placing a bag off the ground and tipping it upside down.  Jewelry and cash flooded out in a stream of gold, silver, ruby, and green, clattering loudly against the wooden floor. "This looks like a whole lot of Nothing to me."

"I don't know how that got there." Lorelai replied in the same flat done, her face absolutely dead pan.

Stanton sighed. "Honestly. You know I have to confiscate this, right?"

"Right. So you can use it to pay the bills off your stupid school." Lorelai scoffed in monotone.

"Ah, so you admit that you stole all this?" Stanton pressed with her signature sickening smile.

Lorelai turned away. "I never said any such thing. You drew your own conclusions."

Sighing, Stanton pinched the bridge of her nose. "If you continue this behaviour, someone will eventually find out and the police will be all over this place. The school nor the administrative staff want to deal with the law enforcement at this moment. So for the love on everything holy. Keep your hands to yourself!" She kicked the pile, spraying coins across the room.

"I was gonna donate it." Lorelai mumbled. 

Stanton laughed. "Hah!"

"Half of it." Lorelai snapped defensively. "That's more than you can say."

"You're not Robinhood, stop trying to pretend that you are the righteous one here." Stanton folded her hands neatly into her lap.  "You are a misguided child in desperate need of corrective training."

"Actually, I was planning to donate it under the name of Robin." Lorelai smirked. "Robin Urcashe!"

At first, Lorelai assumed that the wordplay and entendre was lost on Stanton by the way her tutor just stared at her blankly. But that impression shattered after a long sigh. "Cute. Real cute. Now get yourself downstairs and help orientation. You were assigned to be one of the guides for these first years and you are painfully late. In the mean time, I am going to figure out what to do with you."

"Ugghhhh." Lorelai rolled her eyes so far back in her head she almost lost them. 

"NOW!" Stanton shouted.

Jumping, Lorelai slunk to her feet. With one steely glare at her tutor, she briskly walked to her door, slamming it behind her. 

As lorelai moved down the stairs, she pulled out a hand mirror from her back pocket, checking her hair and retouching her makeup on the way down. By the time she hit the first floor, she was looking poised and collective, as if nothing amiss had just occurred. 

But internally she was fuming.

And she was ready to cause some mischief. 

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Reginald Eason Pierce | Corsen

"Hm, might take you up on that." Corsen eased up a bit around Aurvang, seeming to sense that he and his dark-clad human weren't a threat. "But you might want to reconsider that offer, mine is super annoying and-"

"That's enough." Reg coughed, interrupting the red panda before she tried to expose him further.

"Reg. Corsen." Reg revealed simply to the bat's human, allowing his head to nod towards the red panda when he uttered her name. Reg looked over Kriivthi's outstretched hand, before finally reaching out his own hand to reciprocate the greeting with a singular shake.

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Kriivthi Mæla | Aurvang

Aurvang nibbled more on the fruit during Corsen's mini tanget, cut short by her human, making the bat snicker at the exchange. Kriivthi gave a tight lipped smiled and nodded to their names and hand shake, not as a way of being rude, but was just simply awkward. Instead of letting silence fall between him he quickly glanced around looking for a question then spoke.


"First day here?" He cooed, deciding to sit down instead of uncomfortably stand. 

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Jach chuckled at the daemons antics with their humans. It was amusing to watch what people and daemons did, just as long as they didn't talk to him.

    Sika finished the food that was on Kriivthi's plate, then turned his attention to the food Aur had. 

    'Don't you dare,' Jach warned, catching the look.

    Sika flashed him a smile, shifted to his crow form and darted over to the table, snatching the food that Aur had just been about to pick up. He landed at the other end of the table with a chuckle. 

    Jach sighed and made his way over there, plate in hand. 'Sorry,' he muttered, making a grab for his daemon. Sika sidestepped with ease and bit his human's finger.

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Reginald Eason Pierce | Corsen

"Uh... been here for a few days since the school let us stay before classes started. But wasn't here last year, if that's what you mean. Er. You?" Reg shoved the perpetually unlit cigarette back into the slightly crumpled carton, slipping it and the empty lighter back into his pocket. There wasn't currently anything he'd be able to do until he either bought a new lighter or found or caused another source of flame; whichever came first.

Reg watched as another human and daemon combo walked over to the table after Kriivthi. The third male's daemon hopped over, grabbing food from the nibbling bat, much to the human's embarassment.

"Wow, this table is more of a buffet than the one the school put out," Reg snorted at the interaction.

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Coronach and Aligerous need social skills

"Dang, so you know your Dæmon well then!" Coronach's eyes widened to hear that Violeta has had her Dæmon for 3 years, and the girl was 15? Now Coronach felt old...

"Woah.. I've only met Aligerous about... what was it? A few months ago?" she glanced to the raven on her shoulder still.

"Nearing a year now." he answered, not even bothering to bow back "How about we go get breakfast? All the food might be gone now because of your slowness." he looked to Coronach with a glare that promised pain if he didn't get food soon...

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Kriivthi Mæla | Aurvang

Aurvang barked at the quick thieft by his friend, slightly glaring down the crow while he shovelled some more food closer to himself. Kriivthi simply gave an embarrassed sigh and dipped his head as the two dæmon's stole this guy's food.


"Been here a few months... Family's not quite letting me go home" he quietly replied, deciding to maybe just pull Aurvang into a lazy hug and keep him from getting into the usual brawl with the crow. Granted, they were generally playful, however he thought the two of them has tainted his and Jach's first impression enough already. Kriivthi then had to give a small chortle to Reg's next statement, thankful he had a sense of humour, and didn't seem to mind the invasion.


"Sorry about that..." He laughed again, cheeks reddening with a scrunched up face that dipped his head even more.

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After several more attempts, Jach finally managed to grab the crow. Sika squawked a protest and struggled against his captor, but to no avail.

    ‘Uh, sorry, again,’ Jach said to Reg. ‘I'm Jach, by the way, and this absolute dungbag of feathers is Sikastan.’

    ‘What did I tell you about using that word,’ Sika warned, glowering in Jach's arms.

    Jach ignored him. ‘I'll just... Get out your way,’ he said, picking up his plate again. He started off towards the table he and Kriiv had originally been at. There were more people milling around now, and he was surprised no one had claimed it yet.

    ‘Someday, and soon, you are going to pay for that comment,’ Sika muttered.

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Roku wake up everyday to choose violence

Good food, Roku decided could be the start.

Sure she could just lineup like the others to take it but Roku wake up everday to choose violence. She slipped under the table and began to creeped along, trying to be less noticable as possilbe, from table to bushes, to another table or even behind the line of standing people then under the long buffet table. She has to reminds herself that she isnt the only one with a daemon though and that means there might be some animal who can easily spot her. Speaking of daemon, Yagi is no where to be seen but Roku know he is there, looking forward to see her fail. Roku slowly creeping up until she made to the end of the table. There's got to be a way to drive people away somehow. Her thought for food was slightly distracted when she notice one of the student having a lighter, ah, she want that, that could really come in handy for her later and whoever put her here make sure that there isnt one, or any useful tools or makeshift weapon either, in her room. If she manage to steal it to make it her own, she could also set off some small fire somehow, that might get anyone attention right? The grills over there might be a better option in reality but her mind has already been set. two bird in one stone. It's operation stealing lighter time. But how would she be able to take it from the guy? Roku pondered...


((Ah okay, sorry, edited the post!))

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Kriivthi Mæla | Aurvang

((Hey Cham, they're all outside right now, in the courtyard, not cafeteria. And the tables are all split up in circles not a huge line :P))


Kriivthi watched as Jach stole his Dæmon and returned back to their original table. Now mentally debating if he should follow or invite the ginger, or just turn invisible and run away to some dark corner. Instead staying silent and awkwardly looking around with a rather dumbfounded smile on his face.

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Reginald Eason Pierce | Corsen

"It's really not that big of a deal..." Reg said after Jach and Kriivthi each apologized at least once more for their daemons' behavior. He still had no intention of eating after the animals, anyway, instead of pushing out his chair from the table and walking back towards the buffet without another word. Corsen stayed at the table with the black-haired boy and his silvery bat.

Corsen might call the behavior rude, but Reg figured he didn't need to excuse himself to two strangers. He looked along the length of the buffet table, which had been picked over more than it had when he'd selected from it earlier. The redhead picked items a bit more purposefully this time, and choosing far fewer in number since he wasn't huge on eating breakfast anyway.

After a few moments, Reg stalked back to the same table as before, plopping down again and swinging his legs once more over a vacant chair. The motion pushed a small object out of the teen's tight pocket, the empty lighter falling almost silently to the ground beside his chair. The boy didn't notice, distracted by popping a morsel of pastry into his mouth.

Reg looked at Kriivthi, regarding the other teen. Both of the males seemed quiet, though the former more out of habit while the dark-clad teen seemed more so out of shyness, considering the behaviors he exhibited.

"What, you hungry, too, or something?" Reg grunted suddenly, though his action was more polite, pushing the plate closer in case the other wanted to choose one of the items from it.

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Kriivthi Mæla | Aurvang

Kriivthi breathed out a laugh after Reg shrugged it off, needing to scratch his head hesitantly as a mini distraction.

"Sor-" He croaked out, snapping his jaw shut before he finished the repeated apology. Giving the red head a tight lipped smile and moving his eyes around awkwardly. Thankful Reg stepped away for a moment so he could regain his thoughts. Despite feeling like he was getting judged by the red panda Reg left behind. Kriivthi seemed a little more calm as the ginger returned, giving a more genuine smile than the default awkward one he's been gifting out.


"What, you hungry, too, or something?" Reg blurted out, pushing his plate a little closer to Kriivthi, who slightly shook his head with a quiet 'no thanks'. Only for Aurvang to stretch into a snake and slowly make his way over to the plate.


"Alright... No.. Go for a flight or something... Go.. Go." Kriivthi quietly scorned his dæmon, picking him up and tossing him into the air. The snake sprouted wings in an instant, pulling the rest of his body back to the bat form and simply gliding around in circles above them.


"Sor-ry" He spoke, speaking the last bit in a near whisper as he dropped his head and smiled again.


"So, how long have you known Corsen for?" He settled on, bringing his head up with the same flat grin.

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And...ah He just dropped it

And...ah He just dropped it like an idiot. Sweet.

Now all she need to do is made it back over there unnoticed.

At the time like this she wishes she has the similar ability to blend and manipulating shadow like Yagi. She've heard that some bonded Human daemon pair can share or partially use their ability, Roku wonder if the same could be for her. It's going to be foreceful on Yagi part since there's not way Yagi would willingly lending Roku a hand. Might worth a shot anyway. Roku breathes and stick her hands out. Envisioning the shadow bend to her will, stretching and offering her more shade that she can sneak on to

"Haha not happening" Yagi said next to her eyes, spoting a rodent-like appearance (It's Tasmanian Devi.l but Roku doesn't know what animal that is)

Pouting she tries again, undetered, trying to make it smaller scale this time. Maybe he could use it similary to telekenesis, shaping the small shadow around the lighter and dragging the object to herself.

And for a brief moment the lighter move. Roku felt her heart skipped with joy and excitement

then the lighter, envelop in the small unnatural shadow like tendril, shot upward and into the older teen face. Yagi laughed that. It was his doing.

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Violeta Ungur/Heru the Daemon

"I already ate breakfast before coming, but I have some extra sweet buns if you want them. Mom made them fresh this morning. There's also fresh jam too." Violeta offered, sliding her bag around. It took her a moment of digging to produce the sugar dusted buns wrapped in their cloth container as Heru nodded in agreement. 

"Yeah! Mrs. Ungur makes the best bread in the clan! The jam's homemade too! I think she made strawberry this time since that's what's in season." Heru chimed in, turning back into a burrowing owl and perching on his human's shoulder as they fell into step with Cooronach and Aligerous. It was a dense bread, but still somehow light and fluffy at the same time and the bread itself was swirled with cinnamon sugar in a clever little pattern when cut into or pulled apart to eat. The strawberry jam itself practically glowed with the juices of the fresh berries inside. The family had plants that they grew seasonally on the houseboat - blueberries, mullberries, blackberries and raspberries. All hardy fruits that could handle sea travel or being in planters that could be moved around 

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Jach picked at his food, more interested in watching the lighter Reg had dropped moved slightly. That had to be telekenetics, surely. 

    He couldn't help a smothered giggle when the lighter shot up and hit Reg. 


    Sika threw himself into the air, circled once, and vanished. 

    Well, not entirely vanished. He could still be seen in an odd, transparent way, kind of like a heat haze. This was the only ability they knew of so far; he'd heard that daemons had up to three. Sika liked to use it when he was hunting something... or someone.

    'Where are you going now?' Jach asked.

    'Shush!' Sika muttered. He flew swift and silent towards a teen hanging around at the end of a table, landing on said table and highstepping towards them. 'BOO!' he flapped at them, becoming visible again.

    Jach rolled his eyes. 'Oh for the...'

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Lorelai -18- |Azul -Dæmon-|

"Lorelai! Where have you been, girl?!"

Lorelai's countenance shifted entirely, a grin spreading across her features as she turned to face her friend. "Serena, hey."

Serena was a fair-skinned and dark-haired girl of 16 who boasted a strong resemblance to Lorelai, so much so that people often assumed they were sisters. It was part of the reason why Lorelai chose to dye her hair. Serena was the daughter of a wealthy seamstress and weaponsmith. Her family submitted her to the school when she was 14 after discovering she had bonded to a panda named Rue. Like so many others had, Lorelai suspected she would graduate before her. "I've been busy getting my butt kicked in by Miss Stanton."

Serena cringed as she slung her school bag over her left shoulder. "That sounds rough." 

Lorelai scoffed. “Understatement of the year. I have to entertain the stupid first year kids.”

“Aww. Why not ditch them? Michael and I wanted you to come with us to steal some snacks from the cafeteria.” Serena pouted.

“And have Miss Stanton beat me up again? No thanks.” Lorelai grumbled as she made her way towards the door. 

She shoved against the oaken door which gave way under her weight, swinging up as she entered into the courtyard where groups of First Years were starting their days. She sighed melodramatically.  

A few of the older students scurried out of her and Serena’s path as they walked past. Lorelai and her crew of misfits terrorized teachers and students alike. They practically ran the place so much so that Lorelai was occasionally referred to as ‘Regina George’ which she found a bit insulting. She hated pink. Nor was she clique-y. Anyone was welcome to join her band. 


An all-too familiar pitched but masucline voice caused Lorelai’s attention.

Michael had a poor 12 year old pinned to the floor and was wrestling a pink bow from her hands. The word ‘FABULOUS’ was written across the headpiece with large sparkly bedazzlements. 

“But bows are for girls!” The small child cried, tears streaking down her ruddy cheeks.
“Not this one! This fabulous bow is MY fabulous bow.” Michael seethed and wrenched out from her hands.

The girl wailed particularly loudly. 

“Yeah, think twice before you steal from me.” Michael stuck out his tongue and stood up, smoothing the wrinkles out of his plaid skirt. 

The poor little girl ran off sobbing, screeching the whole way.

“Michael, was that really necessary?” Lorelai sighed as she approached. 

“What? My niece gave this to me.” Michael seemed completely unperturbed as he fixed the bow into his fire-y red hair.  “It’s sentimental.”
“You look ridiculous.” Lorelai commented wryly.

“Thank you.” Michael beamed.

“Hun, you NEED to tell me where you bought that skirt.” Serena cooed as she rushed over. “It is super cute.”
A coc.ky grin spread across Michael’s face. “I know.” 

“Hey!” The gruff voice of a security guard wiped the smug expression from Michael’s face as he approached, holding the little girl’s hand. 

“Oh, s-”

Lorelai clasped a hand over Michael’s mouth. “Not in front of the first-years.” 

Many eyes had turned towards them, watching the spectacle Michael and the screeching 12 year old had caused. 

Michael rolled his eyes.

“Jamie here tells me you bullied her and stole her bow?” The security guard eyes Michael suspiciously. 

“Technically, sir, she stole my bow.” Michael sputtered out, the tips of his ears turning red. 

“Detention.” The guard growled, taking a slip of paper from his bag.

Michael staggered back. “Are you kidding me?!”

Lorelai sighed, placing a hand on Michael’s shoulder. “If he gets detention, I get one too.” She declared. 

“You’ve done nothing to warrant one.” The guard clipped.

“You sure about that?” Lorelai purred. She bent over, plucking a small pebble from the ground. Then she threw it at one of the nearby spectating first-years. It bounced harmlessly off her kneecap. 


“Oopsies.” Lorelai turned back to the guard with a smug smile. “Looks like I deserve detention.”
A flash of fear curled behind the guard’s cold gaze. “I- I am not having both of you in my detention!” 

“Oh, sweetheart.” Lorelai’s tone took on a flirtatious edge as she leaned forward. “You don’t have a choice. It’s school policy.... Remember?” 

With a shaking hand, the guard removed the detention slip, reaching it towards her.

Lorelai giggled. “Add it to the pile, love.” She flipped her purse upside down causing dozens of the paper slips to fall out, fluttering towards the ground in a pile. 

Huffing, the guard glared at her for a bit, clutching on to the paper tightly. After moments of hesitation, he dropped it in then whirled and stormed off. 

“You really did not have to do that for me.” Michael whispered with a frown.

“Oh, babe. I’d di.e for you.” Lorelai laughed. “Besides, we've ditched every single detention we've gotten. It doesn’t really matter.” 

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Reginald Eason Pierce | Corsen

Reg snorted as the snake headed once more towards the plate. The redhead pulled the dish back towards himself, but Kriivthi intervened anyway, throwing the now-morphed bat version of Aurvang into the air.

Reg began to answer the other male's question when suddenly something flung up and hit the ginger square in the face.

The pale-faced teen gurgled out a sound of shock, something between a yelp and a curse. He looked at the lighter that'd fallen into his lap from smacking his head. Reg wasn't as much in pain as he was confused by the unnatural occurrence.

Corsen jumped into alert, hissing loudly and leaping to the courtyard ground from her previous perching on the tabletop. The red panda swung her head around, trying to find the source of the odd phenomenon. Apparently sensing someone or something nearby, she ran under another nearby table, knocking over a chair in her pursuit.


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Coronach and Aligerous like cereal

Coronach blinked "Like cinnamon rolls?" she asked

"You have your sweety buns, i'm getting cereal..." Aligerous told them, hopping off Coronoch's shoulder, going into his fox form and strutting off to where the food was being served.