Destiny Calls

[Composer of Requiems]

Nic had this annoying feeling of being watched. The feather was still in his hand, but he didn't intend to use it. The Skarmory on his shoulder would be enough.
The people watched them. Maybe they didn't know english.
Time to try sign language.

He walked up to them, with empty hands. No weapons. Peace. Nothing.
Then, he motioned with his hands, bringing them to his mouth, then went through a chewing and swallowing action. They needed food.

 

[Wolf_Goddess]

"Nice job," I muttererd cooly at Nic, "They proably think you are a canble. No good in that, is it?" I laugh, looking wearily at the strange people. My Miltoc slithered behind me, its scales rippling in the light like colorful beads. I have this habit of disappearing and reapearing. My mom says I'm like a cat. I can show up at awkward places. I touch the flute in my pocket, that was a strange thing. It felt wet, yet, when I found it, it was dry. The hairs on the back of my neck prickled uneasily.

 

[Wolf_Goddess]

(Hello, where is everybody?)

 

[Composer of Requiems]

No idea XD it just... died. Gah ^^

 

[Wolf_Goddess]

(Do YOU want to continue the RP with me?)

 

[Composer of Requiems]

To tell the truth, I have no idea how to go on from here ^^"

 

[Wolf_Goddess]

(Me either...Its gonna be hard at this point...)