We got this [CLEARING]

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[OPEN] We got this [CLEARING]

Iskra Posts: 79

Dragon's Throat Colt

Colt :: Pegasus :: 17 :: 1 year

Castiel :: Royal Humpback Leviathan :: Tidal Wave Blu

01-07-2017, 02:31 AM

SPARKS WILL FLY, THEY IGNITE OUR BONES
WHEN THEY STRIKE, WE LIGHT UP THE WORLD

With their youthful vigor it all fell into place easily and they were little more than a bundle of legs and laughs plotting arson. Arakh was a bit short on words, but he more than made up for it with his talents, quickly blowing Iskra out of the water with his fireworks. "Wow!" Iskra exclaimed in pure delight as he watched the flaming bird rise. "No wonder you like fire," Iskra laughed, oblivious to the un-set it caused in Theo, and failing to draw the similarities between their talents and the tales he knew of his sire. Though he did jokingly say, "Lookit that you guys are like brothers," with a wide cheesy grin and all, as if it were nothing more than a grand joke and great coincidence.

Although a bit magically shown up, Iskra was back to beaming as Theo proudly proclaimed him the fastest of anybody. With feathers ruffled for peacocking, Iskra's head lifting marginally, and he winked at the fellow colt. "Betcha I'll beat the both of you at collecting sticks," he boasted challengingly, always willing to turn something into a game. Just as he was about to take off after Theo who lead the charge, a voice stilled him, and with a question on his features he slung his head over his shoulders.

Another familiar but not-properly-known colt was there, and even before he could ask Iskra's lips were spreading with a wild grin, his eyes dancing with an electric energy. "Yeah of course!" he greeted, a certain haste to his voice as he glance back around where Theo and Arakh were starting to gather. "C'mon, hurry, we're seeing who can collect the most sticks!" he said without any confirmation the other boys were playing his challenge (all the more likely he'd win if they weren't!). Iskra stole another glance at Saoirse before hopping off to wrestle with some lumber. He used every means necessary, often all at once, to drag the wood into order- magic, mouth, hoof, even wing.