The Old Side

[Talon]

Shive stood on the edge of a roof near Solranous's place, worry evident on his face. No one was home... nor even near the place, from what he had gathered. Had they moved elsewhere? Were they out on a trip? Or was there some darker reason to this dissapearance? He sighed nervously. He hadn't even Mortis in a few days either, and the wyrmling lived with him! This was tearing at Shive's nerves.

"Where are they?" He muttered.

He stood up and popped his neck, then hopped down onto the street, about to open the door, when he noticed a spatter of blood on the ground. His eyes slowly widened, and he walked over to the blood, inspecting it. He then let out a low, menacing growl.

"This.... is Mortis's blood..." He snarled in a low tone.

What the hell could've happened to him?! Who the hell attacked him?! Did this happen to the others too? He thought.

His claws flexed. Now, he was pissed and worrried. Not a good combination.

[Azure_Ghidorah]

Fortunately for Solranous, having his body be out cold meant he was even more aware of thoughts and emotions then normal, and could pick up on Shive's thoughts, if only barely, from the base built by O'Malley. Deciding to help ease the dragonkin's thoughts, Solranous intervened.

"A dark reason indeed, Draethik had kidnapped Mortis, but was foolish enough to give him a chance to say his final goodbyes to us. Kisara, seeing she was the only one capable of any help, took action. She took Mortis and Myrr, mounted Onyste, and left as fast as she could. Draethik caught up with her, and made an attempt to take back Mortis forcefully, and would have succeeded if Kisara hadn't had Onyste ram into him at 250 M.P.H. She took Mortis back and performed a strange escape technique I cannot name. Look for them at the dormant volcano, they are resting there after a hard run to make sure Draethik wasn't following them." he surmised.

"Do not ask of my whereabouts, as even I do not know. I merely woke up where I am, and I do not know the exact position."

[Talon]

Shive nodded, relieved.

Ah, thanks so much, Sol. He thought back.

He spread his wings and bolted off into the sky, still somewhat worried. However, as soon as he left, a familiar figure slinked around the corner, then slipped through the door, clutching a large, ovaloid object. He was gone for about five minutes, then came back out, grinning.

That should occupy them when they get back... Khimera thought with a chuckle.

He spread two draconic wings, then bolted off, opposite of the direction Shive had taken.

((Err... end thread))