Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28439145-20171003004547/@comment-28439145-20171005001549

(Rules I forgot to mention: you can change sides at any time, and you may add additional characters if you like in order to give out a feel of how many dragons are actually involved in this war.)

Behind her, stalking her, a young dragon with a bird's beak and keen eyes watched her, waiting. As she took to the sky, Flute followed her.

It was a rather dark evening, with ominous clouds moving towards the two. The first was unaware of Flute's presence, but Flute was also unaware of the presence of a dragon following behind her.

And she was still unaware when the dragon grabbed her and slipped a cloth through her mouth, muffling the surprised shriek that nearly followed.

They both plummeted into the jungle canopy below, the turquoise dragon still flying without looking behind at the dramatic scene folding out under her claws.

Flute struggled and kicked behind her, but her neck had been twisted in such a way that it was near impossible to see who had kidnapped her. Angry, she struck out further, and grasped a leg. The leg was small and prickly and Flute could feel the waves of anger coming off of it. The leg's claw scratched her, and Flute's head shook as she let out a muffled scream. Blood dripped from her foot, resulted from a gaping black hole that the scratch had left. Flute struggled more, but then she felt the dragon behind her shift its wings into landing position. She went still as the bushes shook in front of them. Flute's eyes widened as she tried to screech and get the material out of her mouth. The dragon holding her turned tense, as she had. They weren't suspecting company. This was either good or terrible. The thing revealed itself to be a black and purple dragon with starry, transparent fairy wings, along with a soft white glow coming from it's features. It's eyes were calm and almost friendly, embedded into a round head. "EVE!!" shrieked the dragon behind her. It was a girl's voice. 'Eve' turned her head and smiled. "Yes, mother? I see you've caught another one." Eve almost scowled. "Why are you so obsessed with your executions of the peacemakers anyway? I don't see what's wrong with just converting them to our side. It's an awful waste, you know." "Eve, how many times have I told you that these dragons are VERMIN! They deserve to die, you know that." Eve sighed and turned back around, vanishing into the ferns.

"Might as well not bother to bind it anymore..." Flute thudded to the ground and prepared to jump up, but discovered that she had been tied up with chains. Frustration coursed through her veins as she kicked and screamed, refusing to give in despite the fact that she was most likely outnumbered. She wondered if Midnight might actually help her in any circumstance. She seemed friendly enough, despite the fact that she seemed to either not be on a side, or be on the evil side. Flute thought for a bit before the female dragon who had been carrying her said some rubbish in a forgotten language and suddenly Flute was hovering, surrounded by a dark aura. She could see her capturer, who happened to have a unique appearance. She had a fully oval head, unlike her daughter, who had a slight curve for a mouth. Her eyes were glowing pits of nothingness, just below two large spikes curving backwards on her forehead. These spikes crawled down her back in rows, like rows of angry marching soldiers. She had a small build with tiny legs and sharp claws, but her wings were massive. They had no inner wing, and instead they were roundly curved and they emitted purple mist. She had a long tail with the same soldier spikes, but a lot bigger. She was obviously of some sort of position, because she ordered around Eve like she was a queen and not a mother. Flute wondered what would happen if you stuck something into the pits of her eyes...

Flute learned when she moved her tail to stab into the glowing holes in the dragon's head.

The dark dragon shrieked in agony and fell over, rubbing her eyes. Flute quickly shook her head, removing the cloth from her mouth, and began to whistle. The chains on her hands vibrated and slowly came off. at this point, Flute's capturer was up, and she didn't look happy. Flute quickly took off, the dark dragon behind her in close pursuit.

(I spent lots of time writing this, so this will be outdated if it's behind any comments I didn't see)