Hmm, my birthday is this Thursday, but I still don't know what I want to do...

eOh! Happy early birthday, Viola! I bet you know what I'm going to do...;)

*sighs and grumbles incoherently* That's a lovely word. Grumbles.
It's got rumble in it, and rumbling is a good sound. Like thunder, or
drums, or a multitude of steps. A crowd of people walking. Maybe I'll
start the RP with that. It wouldn't really be a rumbling, since they're
slogging through half a foot of snow on uneven ground and rumbling
happens with shoes falling lightly on warm, flat hardness, but it's not a
bad way nonetheless. Or maybe I'll just pick up like no time has passed
since the end of the last RP and now.

Nygrune~

"Perhaps you'd be interested in the part about Catastrophe," I answer. The man nods.

"That would be acceptable."

My shoulders tighten. "If you are going to treat me so rudely, perhaps I won't tell you." The man starts.

"What? How am I being rude? Young man, you are witholding potentially meaningful information for no reason at all."

"I
have a reason. I am being perfectly reasonable. You are assuming I know
all that has happened and am not someone of any worth." The man
splutters, his face turning red, but Lycaella comes to both his rescue
and mine.

"Hey. Calm down, both of you. Nygrune, he is ignorant.
You shouldn't refuse to tell everyone because of a lack of manners in
one person. And you," she turns to the man. "He wasn't there when you
were discussing these things, so he didn't know that. Now, be polite,
and let's get on with it." She turns to me and shoots me a warning look.
I close my eyes and take a moment to calm myself and recall what the
file said.

"I didn't have the time to read all of it, but the
section concerning Catastrophe mainly focused on his odd behavior
recently. Unusual orders, altered or irregular cycles, strange things he
was caught doing. I don't know why any of it was in the file, but
everything together strongly indicated that he would be leaving Jokull
soon. If that event came to pass, Jokull would be vulnerable and easily
taken. And if we are indeed in Northern Kyngdom, that's a decent
mission."

"Oh! The message from the help office had a request from
a baron in Wreathswarren to free his town from Catastrophe. It's inside
the Wreath Wall with Jokull--we could wait there," Lycaella suggests.

"Can
I see that message?" Sprocket asks. Lycaella nods and hands it to her.
There are a few whispers as she reads it. Soon she gives it back and
looks up.

"Well, I say we take a vote. Show of hands, who votes we go to Jokull?"

There is a rustling as many hands are raised. Sprocket surveys them for a moment. I am one, and so is Lycaella.

"All right, hands down. Who votes we do something else?"

The shuffling is quieter as fewer hands go up. No one needs to count them to know that our course has been decided.

"Hands down. That's settled. We leave as soon as we figure out which way to go. Ah, you," Sprocket points to the squirrel woman.

"Nieke," she says.

"Nieke,"
Sprocket repeats. "Can you look around from a tree again and point us
in the right direction? And you three from before, would you mind
scouting ahead of us as we go?"

All four assent, and Nieke scales
the tree again. The rest of us are left milling about until she climbs
back down. I find Lycaella surveying them from atop a rock, cloak
wrapped warm around her.

"Thanks for that," I say.

"You're welcome."

"May I see the report from the help office?" 

"Sure."

I take it from her, but I haven't even opened it when Sprocket calls the march and starts off, so I grab my bag and hurry along.

~End RP. So, that's where it ends. All you need to know, brought to you by Nygrune. And/or me. :)

Anyone
can write the trek or the arrival in Wreathswarren and anything past
that, but if no one else does, I guess I'll have to. For now, off I go
to enjoy my freedom!

Mind if I jump in? 

Also, HAPPY HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY! XD ;D :D 8D (I gift you the gifts of spectacular emojis. Though your cat beats everything, this is the best I can do!)

~Caelani

Circling above, I spot a group talking. They seem like the ones whove Ive seen with Ronan a few times....maybe they're the resistance?

Dropping down, I hear a guy say, "the Powers are the least of our worries."

Anger bursted inside of me, but I clenched my beak to stay silent. Even if we were the very creatures who gave their species life and counsous, Ill have to knock some sence into them later. If they weren't the resistance, I wouldnt want to give away my identity. Ronan must be with me for that.

Dive bombing to the center of the group, I landed heavily, causing snow flakes to arise all around me, covering my already white feathers with a mist of white blanket. 

Gasps came from the group around me, but they waited to see the creature as the snow settled. Blinking open my black eyes, I stared at each one indivisual, daring them to say anything. "Is that Zephiria?" Someone asked.

"No, Zephiria's not that color."

"Does anyone have a translator thingy?" Someone else asked.

"No, but I can speak animal." Someone else, a half cat person, responded.

But I said nothing. My wings fanned arond me, I realized that my leg with the note was not visible, and raised my wings to tuck them away. I stood there, looking at the cat girl with my pericing gaze. I could see her mind recoiling at my stare.

But then, she whispered, "there's a note on his leg."

She bent down as to untie it, but paused at my stoic gaze. But I lifted the leg with the note on it, standing as still as a statue otherwise. She reclulantly took it, and ripped it open without hesitation.

She then gazed at the paper, reading...or picking out the things she could understand. Her face went blank and she looked at me with her cold, surprised gaze. "Lemme see." Someone else said, ripping it from her paws, and she didnt protest. 

They scanned the paper and gasped. "The Power of Wing has contancted us. Maybe.....maybe he can help us?" 

~~~~~

Noon says wawa. Awa...awe you crwing? Poow thing.... 

Ah...sorry...I didn't see your post before that. Er....maybe my post can happen on their treak...?

It's my birthday! I'm very happy today. I hope everyone else had a good day? Mexi says zeny, which I think could mean her day was zany.

Happy Birthday, Viola?

Admin

I am RPing because no one else is and it is getting boring.

~

We walk through the snow, the white forest muffling the noise of our march. The trees loomed over us, casting grey shadows over the white ground.

I tightend my coat around me and shivered. I hated the cold. It made my arm seize up and sometimes frosted up the gears. There used to be a heating mechanism but it had long ago broken.

I look around at the group around me. We were a rag-tag bunch, carrying all of the supplies we were able to quickly grab off of SailHaven. Mina glares down at her soggy boots, and Trillian stares ahead stonily. The two new people, Lycaella and Nygrune, hover towards the back of the group, muttering to each other.

After the beast (sorry Clawws but I couldn't figure out any other way to describe you) had landed next to us and given us the message, we had decided to continue on with where we were going. It was no use debating on whether or not the message really was from the Power of Wing. If it was, we could decide what to do once we had made camp.

A dark shape looms out of the darkness of the forest, a solid grey expanse of stone ahead of us. There are shouts of relief and joy. We had made it to Wreath Wall.

It was getting dark fast, and we decided that it would be best to set up camp here. The rest of the Resistance spread out along the base of the wall, a continuous (I spelled that wrong) line of tents that went on for about a quarter of a mile. The fires glowed like fireflies in the darkness of night, and it made it look like an army of little stars had assembled next to the wall.

I finished setting up my tent and went over to see how the others were doing. Mina was sitting by a fire, and I went over to join her.

She looked up at my coming. She nodded once then turned her gaze back to the flames. I sat down next to her and took out my oiling kit from one of my many pockets. Even my winter coat had them, all the way down to my knees where the coat ended.

"I wish I knew where shadow was," Mina says, breaking the silence. I nod and continue to oil my arm.

"Maybe she got caught, and is being held in Jokul with her sister." She looks up at me hopefully.

I shake my head. "Even if she was there, we can't launch a rescue mission. We don't even have a place to stay, much less to prepare for an attack."

Mina looks back down at the fire. "I just really miss her," she whispers hoarsely.

I pat her on the back. "I'm sure she's fine. shadow can take care of herself, and if something bad did happen to her I'm sure Jake would be more than happy to help."

Mina smiled. "Yeah."

I put my things away and stand up. "Well. Goodnight."

I head back to my tent. In the morning we would discuss the best plan of action, but as of now it was time for me to sleep.

~~

Sorry, that was a lot. If someone could pick up were I left off it would be nice cause I have no idea what we should do. Does anyone know what is on the other side of the wall?

Sorry. Sprocket but I'm. Not back fr. om my mission yet.