I think Clem was waiting for more people to be online before a time skip)

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(It’s fine.)

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Aether
*sleeping* She was still curled up, the chewy fruit now slightly rotting. She was still asleep, biting on her own tail while sleeping. She mumbled something like “wiuznwhabaja” and ended up biting her tail hard enough to draw blood. She shifted in discomfort, face still narrowed and mumbling. Some blood seeped out of the wound, and it was golden. *Insert flickering lights that look like will o’ wisps*
(I’ll wake her up later, she’s just tired)

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(sorry, if I pushed too far ahead I can always wait a lil while. and sry for the late response, was sick today)

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Eclipsed moons huffed wondering why kestrel didn't come to her cave as her tall smoke pillar dwindled

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Kestrel was asleep, curled up like a cat with her wings half covering her as she shifted to get comfortable

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Eclipse stretched out with her mind reading to find Kestral until she could barely hear kestrels thoughts before letting out a huff of breath and feeling a slight headache. She then got up and walked to the edge of her cave and took off breathing out puffs of barely visible smoke to hide her presence even more and flying towards Kestral her wing beat silent like an owl just as her species had evolved for. she eventually found Kestral before landing a bit away hidden before walking over to kestral and gently poking her to wake her up.

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Yuri
|Yuri sighed, frying the different fruits and veggies to make a simple yet tasty and healthy meal. But suddenly, he wasn't hungry, so he left it on a slab on top of embers to keep warm. Padding back into the cave, he soon spotted Aether sill deep in slumber. Backing out with all of the stealth he could muster; he made his way into his room. It was a large open cavern open to the sky above through a series of openable windows on the roof. With latches, he could open the wooden slabs and let both light and fresh air in; and they were hidden from the outside due to the plants that thrived on the thin bark sheets. With another sigh, which was unusual for the usually jubilant dragon, he started on the task of opening each window. Once that was done, he dragged a large branch, more of a trunk really, from a long dead tree and inspected its qualities. He checked color, density, grain size and direction, he checked for wood rot, indentions, weak spots, and others. Finally satisfied, he muscled it onto a spinning rack and began carving. Slowly, he took of the bark and began at the soft mahogany wood below. Soon the space was filled with a dull, repetitive scraping sound and the smell of sawdust. Whistling softly as he worked, he soon lost track of time as he worked on his craft.|

Cottonmouth
|Again and again, bullet after bullet ripped into the target. Reloading at a preposterous rate, it seemed almost as if he was using an automatic gun with an unlimited magazine with the pure speed of his movements. Reload, empty chamber, reload, empty chamber, until he had used every last bullet in his spare box. When he stopped, Spitter's barrel was a beautiful scarlet color and was smoking like a cannon. Grunting in satisfaction, he turned around to see Tumble had taken off. Probably hunting or some shit. Without thought, he started on the meticulous care of his weapon. Allowing it to cool first, of course. Every last atom of filth or grim was cleaned, and the whole weapon was polished and wiped with oil. It glistened, beautiful and deadly. throwing it in the air, he proceeded in a complex routine of tricks. Spinning, balancing it by the barrel, and throwing it once more before shoving it in it's holster. Turning around, he trudged over to the target and took it, leaving both the empty shells and the heads. Throwing it on the ground under a beautiful willow, he sat and waited for tumble to come back. Eventually he did, smelling of blood. Scratching underneath tumbles chin, he watched as his partner relaxed and laid down. Together they watched the small stream, not doing much at all.|

Tumbleweed
|He was bored of simply sitting and waiting for his partner to finish his "play." growling, he unfurled his massive wings and within a few flaps was high into the air. He grazed the tops of the trees, kicking at them with his short but powerful legs. Soon, he spotted a few deer, but he wasn't in the mood for them. Then, he spotted a bear, he didn't really want to tussle with one. Finally, his gazed locked onto his prey. A large, fat boar. Perfect. Licking his chops, he glided down and snatched it right before it reached it's burrow. It squealed with rage and attempted to gore tumble with it's tusks; but tumble was much more powerful, and way to overwhelming. With a laugh/growl, he split it's neck open and let it bleed dry. Landing, he tore at the carcass, ripping open the flesh roughly, and without care of any mess he made. He saved the intestines for last, slurping them up like a human would spaghetti. Satisfied, as even though Tumble was large, he was built for light meals, he waddled off to a stream. Taking deep draughts of the river, he stopped and lifted his head for a few moments to let the water trickle into his water sack. Again and again he drank, way more water than a normal dragon would be able to drink. finally satisfied with THAT too, he flapped upwards again, much less graceful this time due to the weight of the meal and water he just had. Lazily, he made his way back to Cotton, finding him easily due to the sharp gunpowder smell. Within seconds, he landed, and seconds later, he fell into a light slumber under the scratching of his partners hand. |

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Kestrel was in her bed , which was located near a large window in her cabin. She opened one eye and was startled by a dragon at her window " hi..."

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Eclipsed moons motioned for Kestral to open the window a thick layer of the smoke screen covering her body so only her eyes weren't black

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Kestrel grumbled loudly under her breath before opening the window outwards. " How can I help?" She asked while rubbing her eyes, wings drawn close around her

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Eclipsed looks at Kestel
"you forgot to come to my cave so I decided to come here and also I was bored since I had already hunted this morning when every dragon decided to get up at the crack of dawn right after I went to bed," she said climbing in through the window her wing joints dislocating so she could get in without breaking anything before she fixed her wings

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Kestrel sighed and opened the other window for her to climb through " yes well, I had a large amount of patrols to do so I pretty much came back here and passed out" she looked at the dawn sky and reached for her cloak

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Eclipse nodded
"Makes sense, I can leave if you want but also I can show you what I talked about earlier but we would have to go to my cave for multiple reasons," she said having a bit too much energy for someone who was awake during the day one of the many bonuses of being nocturnal

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" we can go to your cave, just let me pick up some stuff" she pulled on her gloves and boots as well as an extra jacket before clasping her cloak around her shoulders. Her sword was quickly attached to her hip " let's go"

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