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When you RP, could you guys possibly put your characters name at the top to avoid confusion? Thanks!

Ocean
Ocean was board out of her mind! There wasn't anything to do but sit inside waiting for something exciting to happen, not that many exciting things happened in the Seawing kingdom. The most entertaining thing that happened was when a fish swam close enough for her to catch it. Her stomach rumbled, and she was hungry too!

Bijou

It was like any other day in the Rainwing Kingdom. The birds were squawking, the animals were feeding, the sun was sunny, and the adults were boring. Even with the other dragons around, Bijou still enjoyed her daily life. Mainly because of the exploring! The adults always seemed to want to lecture her about that though...

Lately the older dragons were talking in hushed tones about the other dragonets. I didn't try to find out, but my imaginary friends were awfully curious about it...
The adults have also been talking a lot about stuff like "war" and "Rebellion". It was all a bit over my head.
One of my imaginary friends, a blind Nightwing(I don't know any of their names), was a bit more anxious and nervous whenever I asked him about it. He's usually very excited about new things going on.

I wonder what has him so spooked...

Inferno/Scorch

The young two headed dragoness paced around in their cave, debating weather they should go out "What if we get caught?" Inferno warned "At least that might be interesting!" Scorch retaliated

Misty
I fly for a good while hoping I don't get seen by other dragons and as I begin to slow down I notice a nice cave down beneath me so I land and stick my head in to see if anyone is in there and I realize there are two other dragons in the cave so I quickly jerk my head out hopeing they didn't see me and I run to a thick clump of bushes and I hide hoping once agin that they didn't see me.

Mirage

Mirage looked around the huge gathering of dragons. They were mostly SandWings, with a few other tribes splattered in every so often. Her mother, a huge SandWing named Kalahari, stepped up to a high podium and yelled out to the loud crowd, attempting to be heard. "What do we want??" Everyone, including Mirage yelled back at her, "No more monarchy!" although Mirage did it a little halfheartedly. With her parents being the leaders of the SandWing chapter of the rebellion, she couldn't really voice her opinions here, even though she loved Queen Sahara with all her heart. She sighed, shook her head, and put on a smile. She would trick the world. She would have to.

SilverSnow~

She looked at her sister nervously.

She sat at the back of the crowd of dragons, so loud... she rolled her eyes and turned back to her book she was reading, a enchanted book at that, you think of what you want to read and the book writes itself.

She growled as Migrage's mother shouted. "Keep it down will you?" She muttered, her father had taken her to go here without her mother knowing, as she was monarchy.

"What's that sound?" Scorch asked. "Okay, fine, lets go out, we can investigate the sound" Inferno said. The two dragons began walking out of the cave. They spread their wings, flying into the desert to see a large hoard of sand wings screaming about anti monarchy. The two headed hybrid decided to slip into the outskirts of the crowd, hoping they wouldn't be killed.

Mirage

Mirage looked up at her dad, who was eyeing the next speaker, a SandWing named Cactus, suspiciously. Her mother had already given her speech. A standing ovation and many pats on the back of how "amazing your mother is" later, Mirage was tired, and Cactus had taken the stage. Her dad leaned over and whispered down to her. "He looks suspiciously like that noble I saw when I ransacked the outer palace last year." Mirage rolled her eyes. "You say that every time Dad." He smirked. "I do, don't I." He patted her head and resumed listening to Cactus go on about how royalty had taken his cactus farm. Mirage nodded. "Aptly named." A dragon behind her, a rude old SkyWing named Thrush, leaned over. "Shhhh." She shot him a glare that could kill a rattlesnake, wrinkled her snout, and turned back around, angry, but quiet.