[rayquaza7996]

Wisher ~ Angel
Female ~ Female
Fenling ~ Symona
Happy ~ Poetic

(this is a self-roleplay mostly but if my friend Gira wants to join in I've told her she can)

It was odd to see the fenling, who was absolutely covered in "gems and shiny things", and who was, naturally, very small, holding a leash attacted to Angel, a Descendant of Symona. Angel was very large for a Symona, at seven feet long, and was apparently training to become a mount. The fenling was just there to make sure she didn't run off.

Wisher was explotative and very deceptive. Not many people would have guessed that Wisher granted wishes (well, they wouldn't if she wasn't named Wisher) though she really wasn't that good at it. She had once been charged with teaching people morals, but...well, it didn't work out. No more was needed.

"Come on, Angel."

"I don't want to be a mount,
I don't want to be a slave.
I want to be free,
forever and today."

"Stop speaking in poetry, Angel."

"I shall not end my speech,
it keeps my soul live.
It's my final freedom,
in your cruel, cruel hive."

(1.1)(1.1)

[rayquaza7996]

"I told you to stop it already!" the Wisher hissed.

"Why would I stop,
for someone so small?
For a tiny fox,
you've a lot of gall."

"At least I don't speak in annoying, sterotyped  poetry!"

"You speak of poems,
Like a bad thing.
But in my poems,
my freedom can ring."

"You're hopeless."

(2.1)(2.1)

[Giratina127]

Cursed Aries

Void Penticorn

(These two are Laana and Moyo)

"Moyo, hurry up!" Laana said to the Void Penticorn who just caught up to her.

"Sorry, i was just catching my breath." Moyo panted, Laana sighed. They both were sent here by their master, Gira, in order to find The Wisher and Angel for mount training.

"I wonder where they could be." Moyo said.

[rayquaza7996]

The Wisher strode over to the pair.

"Looking for us? I'm The Wisher and this is Angel."

"All the people, they call me Angel,
For heaven's call is mine.
And at home, on ambrosia and nectar,
That is what I dine."

"You're making that up."

The cat nodded.

(3)

[Giratina127]

"Yes, we are. I'm Alaaniwe or Laana for short." Laana said.

"Yeah, nice to meet you. I'm Moyo." Moyo said.

[rayquaza7996]

"Angel speaks in four-line poems. She can't speak proper."
Angel rolled her eyes.
(4.1)(4.1)

[Giratina127]

"I can see that." Laana said. Moyo just sighed.

"Why are you guys here?" Moyo asked.

[rayquaza7996]

"Angel's to be Ray's new mount once she's properly conditioned. She has...issues, let's just call it."

"So maybe I'm a little different,
Maybe that's what you see,
But is is really that big an issue,
when all I want is to be free?"

(0.2)(0.2)

[Giratina127]

"Wha?" Moyo said, slightly confused. Laana just grumbled and rolled her eyes.

[rayquaza7996]

"Angel speaks in poems and riddles. Don't mind her. She has issues."

(1.2)(1.2)

[Giratina127]

"That's okay. I know someone with issues." Laana said.

"Hey!" Moyo said back to Laana.

[rayquaza7996]

"It's pretty nice here in the park."

"f you love your Master,
is it Stockholm Syndrome?
Because to me this life feels,
like a cruel cruel prison."
\
"Nice try, Angel, but no, it's not."

(2.2)(2.2)

[Giratina127]

"Okay..." Moyo and Laana said. They both were at a loss for words.

[rayquaza7996]

The Wisher grinned. "Stockholm syndrome is a mental condition. It's when a person being held captive develops feelings of friendship or love with their captors. It's quite a problem."

(3.2)(3.2)

[Giratina127]

"That's weird." Moyo said. Laana agreed.