Dragon and Gryphon collide! OPEN!

[angha_firebird]

Who: Aara angha_firebird and Zhaneel bondedgryphon and OPEN.

When: Late afternoon, present day.

Where: The Green/the skies above the Keep

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[bondedgryphon]

Zhaneel hadn't been quite so eager to get out and about for some time, having preferred to remain quietly out of sight and keeping to her own devices. However, Aara's was an eagerness that couldn't be denied and Zhaneel found she didn't want to deny it. To find another so fond of the skies here at the Keep was a small blessing perhaps to some, but to the gryphon it was grand

[angha_firebird]

Aara saw the shadow drop over her form before she saw who--or what--was behind her. The hairs rose along the back of her neck and every nerve thrummed in her being as instinct told her to run.

She heard her name, but didn't know from which direction it came. She was already looking over her shoulder and up into the air, eyes wide and terror spreading through her.

"Homa..."

She stares. Had it been a trap after all? Then her brain kicks her limbs into action and she kicks up her heels and runs.

"HOMA! Run!" She screamed it, looking around for others the gryphon might attack and wondering who could ever be safe. She screamed again, terror racing threw her, peeled her cotton dress up over her head, and transformed.

She would save these people. She would give everything to save them--even those she did not yet know.

/sneaks in with Varric, if no one minds?

[sayhitobianca]

Varric had been walking back to the barracks from the keep, skirting along the edge of the green (ugh, nature), when he heard Aara screaming. He couldn't make sense of the first word, but the second he got just fine, and there was no mistaking that tone. Aara was in trouble.

He changed course immediately, running towards the sound, and made it just in time to catch Aara's transformation, the end result of which stopped him right in his tracks to stare.

Bloody flaming pyre of Andraste.

Despite the shock, he still searched instinctively for whatever threat had made Aara scream, but all he saw was Zhaneel, in the air. His brain was a little too busy being stuck on the fact that Aara was a bloody flaming dragon to connect that.

This was what he got for that comment about only knowing one person who could turn into a dragon. But now wasn't the time to dwell on that, not with Aara and Zhaneel potentially in danger. (Seriously, though, dragon?)

"What's wrong?" he called up.

How could we mind?! :D

[bondedgryphon]

Zhaneel had expected jubilation on her arrival and what she received instead was horror and she didn't know what to make of it. The human girl looked up at her and the voice sounded as if it belonged to Aara, by there was none of the awe and happiness. No, Zhaneel might not but used to being the source of terror from another being, but it was undeniably herself that was earning the response.

"Aara, wha-" she begins, but the human turns on her heel and bolts. Zhaneel pulls up, having nearly touched down onto the ground, and beats her wings to gain altitude once more. She swiveled her head and looked beneath her, confusion and guilt knotting her stomach. What she sees beneath her draws a gasp from deep in her throat as she falters awning beat.

Where the girl once stood was now something dreadfully reminiscent of the cold drakes we had faced during the war. She skrees and shifts her path, confused while a deeper feeling curls in her stomach: fear.

A figure approaches at a run, catching the gryphon's eye and ear. She knew that voice,