((posted at the same time- addition))
Moth looked up. The Elf, Locien, was tall and regal- he exuded power and magnificence. Moth stepped back next to Ele, not wanting to be the first one to take a medallion. She knew she would eventually, but not just yet... Not yet…
Ele’s beak stabbed her in the back, hurling her awkwardly into the center of the ring.
Ele’s voice was very insistent, but Locien’s face was not getting any kinder. Sighing under her breath, Moth tried to regain her composure as she stepped forward, taking the iridescent amulet emblazoned with an eye.
Let me put it on you.
Ele’s insistent voice echoed in the back of her head, again. Moth walked back to her falcon and placed the medallion in its beak. Ele slid the necklace over her head. Suddenly, Moth felt different- it was hard to describe, she felt more… powerful.
Umbra watched as things unfolded, curiosity shining in his eyes. He saw the medalions and something inside him...leapt. He wanted that. He shook his head though, trying to think it through. Fighting goblins? He was no fighter.
*You will be taught.* Sira told him softly.
Umbra shook his head again. It was rediculous. He wasn't meant to be in any war. *What sort of power do those meda-* He cut himself off, remembering what Sira said when she first introduced herself. The Falcon of time...
He looked at her questioningly, and she just nodded. Now the curiosity burned him, and he badly wanted to see just what this power could do. Besides, if the goblins destroyed everything, it'd affect him just as well.
Umbra sighed and stood, walking over and taking the amulet. He still contemplated putting it on, and so returned to Sira first.
*Go on...put it on.* Sira coaxed.
"Not yet." He whispered back.
Mynqui scoffed at the elf on the horse, though trying to conceal her disgust. Of course she would be forced to work with these others at the risk of her life, what else would it be? Would she ever get to be alone?
/Mynqui, you will soon learn that being alone can be painful. Open your heart to others./
Mynqui wanted to argue with Ear, but she had found, in the short time she had known the falcon, that she was usually right. She did like the sound of the medalions.
Holding her head high, she approached the elf in the middle, grabbed her medalion, and placed in on her head immediately. "I'm not afraid," she whispered, mostly to herself.
Wolf approahced the giant elf, grabbed the medallion with four diamonds, and donned it. He still didn't understand why he had been called for this. Anyway, he was needed at the city to guard the High Council. You were chose for a reason Copper. Nobody ever called him by his real name. Everybody just called him Wolf. You aren't important, anybody can yell at cadets all day and...
"Aww shut up"
Wolf didn't mean to speak outloud but it sounded very rude.
Nosta ushered Sterling closer to her, as to prevent him from wandering off too far. She happened to be one of the older falcons, and she was very protective of Sterling.
Sterling situated himself between Nosta's two front legs, and watched the rain fall before him. It had lightened up slightly, but he was hardly able to see more than a few feet in front of him. "What are we even doing here?" he asked Nosta over the pounding of the rain.
You shall see youngster. I believe everyone is here now, we should be beginning soon.
Bella watched the other's begin to go up and recieve their medalians. She remained seated until Ithils voice in her mind promted her forward.
Go and get your medal Belladonna, I would like to put it on you.
She got to her feet and aproached the old elve slowly, her eyes curious, but her head ducked slightly in both fear and respect. She took the medal he held out to her, and flashed him a quick smile before heading over to Ithil, her cloak dragging on the ground behind her.
She stopped in front of the falcon and held the medal up to her in her open palm. Ithil took it in her beak and lowerd it over Bella head until it came to rest on her chest. It seemed almost warm, and strangely Bella felt safer with it on, marked by the beautiful creature, than she had before.
Corin watched anxiously, but hid it behind her grimaced face. the medallions looked of elven make. Naur gave a hurrumph.
(Naur) You shouldn't be so prejudiced.
(Corin) I don't like elves. I don't even want to be here. Don't look at me like that, I have loved meeting you, but I want to leave before it gets to far.
(naur) To late, I have Chosen you, there's no leaving now.
Corin glared unhappily, and ignoring Naur's warnings she turned and looked over the side. It wasn't that much of a fall right? There was a pool at the bottom, maybe if she took the dive, she could hobble out into the forest? Naur screeched in hot anger.
(Naur) Coward! I chose you for your brave heart and you run like a frightened rabbit! Warrior indeed!
(Corin) I am no coward! I hate elves, always have! I will not be shoved into them by some over-sized pigeon!
Naur gave another bone chilling shriek and lifted his wings. Corin took it with a brave face, but her heart trembled within. She tured away yet again.
Corin looked at Mith and she suddenly went pale. "I can't," she said, her voice heavy and shaky, "I swore I would never interfere with elven ways for as long as I drew breath." She turned towards the ledge, eying the jump.
Coia plucked a medalian of a leaf and held it for Galen to see. She stared at it as it glittered in the firelight.
"It is a leaf...like," she reached for it and as she did so her dress slid off of her wrist. She gasped and notice- for the first time- why her wirst had burned earlier.
"markings," she gasped.
Galen slipped the necklace around her and it landed beside her emerald.
Sterling's eyes widened as the leader spoke to him. He looked up at Nosta with pleading eyes. "Do I go up now?" he whispered, a nervous tremor evident in his tone.
Nosta gently ushered him forward with her wing. Go ahead, receive your medallion if you choose to do so. As Sterling got up to receive his medallion, Nosta curiously eyed the spiraling running around his ankle. She knew she had made the right choice, if he didn't accept the medallion she had no clue who she would turn to.
Sterling jumped up with excitement and scrambled over to the leader. "I'm here to accept my medal!" he announced gleefully. He looked over and saw another elf eyeing a ledge, unsure as to whether or not she was going to put it on. When he received his, he walked over to the pair. "Aren't you guys going to put your medallions on? I know I am! I can't wait, can't you guys? Why are you looking at the ledge. It's dangerous." he jabbered on; his signs of lack of social etiquette were rather evident.
(( Sorry, meant to italicize 'Go ahead, receive your medallion if you choose to do so.' ))
Corin looked at the elf. He seemed young and care free, with so muh enthusiasm in his actions. Naur was glaring at her angrily. Great, she thought, my falcon hates me, I'm inediquette to be a rider, and the elves were all so much more perfect than her. Maybe Naur was right, maybe she was just a coward. Might as well get it over with. Corin inched closer to the edge. She kissed her fist and looked upwards.
Umbra sighed when he felt like he faded into the background, like always. He wasn't sure whether he liked it or not. He was pretty sure he didn't like it though, however much he might have disliked being the center of attention.
*Do not worry. There is simply a lot to take in right now. You're not making yourself noticable, therefore you are not noticed.* Sira told him in a kind voice. She nudged him affectionately, glad to know he was truly considering accepting this. She was certain of what he'd choose, and so she was patient to allow him to choose in his own time.
Umbra grimaced and slipped the medallion on. Might as well. If he died, so be it.
Corin was somehow able to block her thoughts before the drop. She turned and thought, I'm sorry. Corin fell. Naur shrieked in horror, but all Corin felt was pure air, slashing at her clothes. She hit the water with such an impact she was uncertain for a fraction of a second if she had landed on stone or water. Her skin stung like crazy and she melted into the pain.
Fleece had been watching everyone get their medalinions, but he glanced over at the female elf by the ledge. Seeing her jump, is eyes widened, and he ran to the edge. Fleece bit his lip, she could drown in there, and if he jumped, he could get hurt. He called out to Kalin in his thoughts Hey help over here? Kalin flew over and grabbed him by his shoulders and they flew down to river below. Searching the waters despreatly, Fleece couldn't see the female elf. "Where are you?!" He yelled, she could end up drowning. A fleeting thought, but Fleece relised he hadn't even gotten his medallion yet.
Naur kept screeching and circling the water. (Naur) Corin! Please answer me!!! Corin!! Corin sank deeper into the depths and resisted the urge to breath. She could hear her mother's soothing voice calling for her. Corin began to blackout.
Coai lifted into the air and flew down after the othe bird, whose rider had lept. Galen hurried to the edge and peered down.
Coai circled the water with Naur, searching the black waters for the girl. Coai was the falcon of healing. She could help if they found her alive.
Naur's claws ripped at the water searching. He shrieked in mental agony as Corin sunk and hit the bottom. She suddenly heard the screeching in her mind, the agonizing crying. Naur was almost dying from the inside. Corin began struggling weakly against the water towards Naur. (Corin) Naur! Corin grew weak from the amount of time spent underwater, but she had to reach Naur. He was in soul wrenching pain, she had to help him, elves or no elves
((Is this to much drama so early?))
(( I'm okay with it everyone else? Oh, and can Fleece find her? Or do you want Naur to find her?))
Fleece bit his lip, Where is she?! Kalin answered, Not sure. Fleece frown as he glanced at Kalin, Get out of my head. Kalin replied, No thanks. Fleece searched the waters, he called out, "Come back!" As if it would make a difference.