If anyone wants me to repost this without the blood, I will. I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable!

Also, about this time every Tuesday I'll be posting these.

I probably should've announced that before I posted this. :p

Lol I'm sure that will be okay. Or you can post when this will be after/later on XD

Arche took a quick glance over her shoulder, peering into the thick, snow-covered trees for just a moment. Sighing in relief, the gryphon turned only happen upon a grisly winter scene. Blood was strewn about the forest floor, contrasting sickeningly with the snow. She jumped, flying up into the tree-tops and scanning the area. She couldn't see anything through the thick forest canopy, but it was best to be wary when signs of a possible massacre were right in front of you.

(Hyper-luigi, sorry, but you're not really part of this rp. You had to sign up previously to join, and it's far past that point. Sorry, but this is a group rp)

(Quad, do we all know eachother already?)

Atruime shook off the bits of snow that slid down his feathers and lightly dampened them. He grumbled softly, he hated all this cold weather. His ears perked slightly to the branches rustling and bits of snow that coung to them drop to the ground softly. His feathers poofed up a bit as he turned his head upwards to see Arche. He flicked his tail then lookedback down to see the blood that stained the snow unnaturally. He looked around feeling very uncomfortable.

Quad, Can I join? But like makemy ref n put info in that, i have the oc just not his bio yet..
Hes a Sandcat/Puffin... is that ok

the sign ups keeps sayin error..

(Winchy, yeah, since I know you and you asked first before just starting)

(Kyoto, no, we all find the blood separately, then come together)

Arche peered through the branches to find a gryphon that stuck out like a sore thumb in this wintery forest. She tilted her head in curiousity, flinching when she saw him look up at her. Drawing up enough bravery to confront him, Arche hissed through her beak, "Who did this?" She didn't know if this was the killer or not, and she was on her guard, just in case.

(I'll put info i have in the sign ups, but i have to go atm)

(Yep, feel free to jump in and put in the info later. I just don't want any strangers joining randomly is all, haha. /:D

Okay sorry for clogging up the rp let's get on with this)

[Darn it.....]

Atruime did not flinch to the gryphons display, but he did ruffle the feathers around his face in great irritation "I could ask the same of you. I had only arrived here so see you as the scene." he chittered softly as he flicked his tail to the side. He examined Arche for any signs that she could have been the one to have left the blood there.

(Oooooooo typo *at hhh trying to type as fast as I can before my connection farts on me sorry)

Arche continued to glare at the stranger. "Well, if neither of us did it, then the killer is still out there." She glanced towards the blood and noticed something very odd. Where was the body? She tsked and glided down to the ground, looking for any footprints. Maybe this gryphon was just injured, not killed. Sure enough, there were footprints leading away from it, but only so far. They dissapeared in such a way that she knew this gryphon must've taken flight. She huffed. So much for tracking them down.

(No problem, we all have those moments, Birdy. /:D)

Anthurium glared coldly at the bloodstains disrupting the peace of the once-beautiful wintery scene. She conveniently hid in a tree while deciding what to do about the situation, not wanting to get too involved... yet.

Atruime shook his head to compose himself better, but he was still irritated for being a suspect. He awkwardly folllwed behind Arche and examined the blood "Wonder if it's still warm." he said in a hushed but audiable voice. He looked around, he climbed up a tree rather than flying at the moment, to check if there was any clues to where it could have trailed to. Maybe a clue on the snow on the trees perhaps if they had taken flight? He didn't know.

Anthurium examined the other two gryphons investigating the scene... she saw that the tracks that had lead from the bloodstains trailed off before disappearing.

She flitted from tree to tree, hoping she was quiet enough and hoping that her blue feathers would not stick out among the snow.

Arche, with her vulturine sense of smell, sniffed about the area. The only smell she could identify was the blood, and... no wait, there it was, the faint odor of musk trailing off into the sky. Glancing back at the harpy gryph, she motioned towards where the scent headed. "I think they went this way..." she trailed off as she spread her wings, only to notice another shape further back, one of a smaller gryphon. She hadn't smelled that one, and it alarmed her that she hadn't.

'Uh, oh, I believe I have been spotted' Anturium thought with alarm, her fur ruffling as she prepared to flee or perhaps even fight if it came to that

Arche figured that the scent trail would still be there if she went to confront this gryphon, so she ungracefully hopped through the snow towards the smaller one, puffing out her wings. "Either you help us find the injured gryphon, or we'll assume that you're the one who did it! Lead us astray, and I'll make sure that YOU'RE just a bloodstain too!" She wasn't normally this harsh, but this whole thing had gotten her flustered. A worse thought crept into her mind. *What if it was them...?* She shuddered at the thought.

Anthurium snarled in reply: "There's no reason to be that rude to me!" She stretched her neck so that she could stick her beak into the larger gryphon's face. "Of course I didn't do this! I would help you, but seeing you be so rude, I don't see why I should! You lay a claw on me and I'll wreck you!" She assumed a defensive stance and puffed up her feathers.

Atruime looked to Arche and and watched her, he noticed something seemed off and that there was another gryphon amongst them. He watched the two but glided down from the tree and focused more on the crimson stained snow. He lightly dragged his talons against it, still warm but not by much, then lifted his head up to where Arche gestured before. He turned to the two and approached them "There's no need to be causing a fight here. There's already been one by the looks of it. And I really don't want to watch a bunch of scwabbling over tension. So calm down." his feathers ruffled a bit, but he tried to remain calm.

Arche took a step back, clearly making the mistake of underestimating this gryphon. "Hmph, fine, just follow me, I guess." She took a sidelong glance at the gryph before taking off after the scent trail. This cold weather kept it stale, and although faint, it was constant.

Anthurium reluctantly followed, hoping that whoever was injured would be okay and that she would make it through the day relatively uninjured.

(Hey, just got here and got caught up)

(Okay, feel free to hop in whenever, Ceta. c:)

(Actually, I had different plans than that, sorry. /:D Not going to spoil anything yet, but it's pretty important.)

(Ok deleting and changing up Gaothie's intro)

Goualbus pricked his rounded ears up in alarm, trying to pinpoint the location of distant shouting. He proceeded slowly, crouched and wary through the forest of which was layered pristine, white snow. He moved so silently that the powdery substance hardly crunched underneath his feet. Abruptly, the screeches rang out again, and he jerked his head to the left in response. There's the source, he thought. But a terrifying sight made his stomach sink. A crimson stain blemishing an otherwise spotless patch of snow! Hesitantly, he crept past it and, slightly more aghast, located those who were creating such a clamor. Other gryphons! He suddenly had the desire to remain unnoticed for a tad longer, so he retreated into a nearby shrub, long stripped of its foliage by the frigid climate.

(I forgot to mention I was here! Hello, everyone! It takes me a bit of time to jot down my parts of the RP, so I might be a little bit behind...)

Arche had gone on for quite a short time before coming across the rest of the mystery massacre, the poor beast killed by the bloodloss. Almost gagging, Arche swiftly landed and glanced away from the grisly scene. "Guys, uh, I found the rest of her..." She yelled to the two gryphons, not knowing that there were other ones lurking about too.

"Look at all this blood... Well, guess the saying 'don't eat yellow snow should be changed to 'don't eat the red AND yellow snow.'" This new griffin, looking down at all the others from up in the treetops, had a scowling look to him. A look that says he thinks of himself as high and mighty. "Well..." He said as he twiddled with his front toes "Sucks for the poor sap who got k!lled."

(Hello! That's okay Whaley, glad you and Ceta could make it to this one!)

"What are we going to do?" Anthurium asked uncertainly, not used to being in such company.

Atruime quickly preened at his wings, he hated the snow that dropped on them. He then followed Arche, but he was also very cautious too being around her and the other gryphon. He didn't know if this could be a ruse or not. But he didn't let his guard down. Until they came across the body and he grimaced. What a disgusting and sad sight. He looked away and surveyed the area.

(I'm a bit late cuz I was talking to people on deviantart and redrawing a request for someone there. But I'm here. You're welcome, I'm happy to join rps)

Gaothraloir noticed the other's attention was focused on the cadaver and he hated that they weren't paying attention to him and his beauty. "Hey guys."
He dropped down to the ground. "So... who did this?"

Anthurium paced, trying to ignore the grisly scene and wondering how she had gotten into this mess

(She's not really paying attention to the others)

Arche practically jumped out of her skin when the osprey gryphon landed behind her without warning. She shrieked, turning around to face the brash gryph.

"Where did he come from?" Anthurium said in a low, cautious voice, alerted by the screech.

She was prepared to do battle

Arche huffed, trying to regain her dignity. "Yes, I'd like to know too." She glowered at the surprise gryphon, both frightened by him and furious.

To which Gaothraloir replied "Oh, I'm just a drifter. You see me traveling with the clouds. When I travel I have no place in mind. But there is one treasure I hope to seek. ...if it even exists."

Atruime was started by such a display, and it made him ruffle up his feathers of his crest. He shook his head slightly to calm down. So much happening in just one day. He didn't know if he had anymore tolerance for more gryphons to show up. He seemed to ignore the other gryphon for a while. He looked around if there were more that would pop out. If numbers grew too large he would probably take his leave.

Arche eyed him suspiciously before turning back to the dead gryphon. That's when she noticed the entry wound. It was thin, deep, and she knew exactly where it came from. Puffing out reflexively, Arche snapped back around to face the osprey mix. "Exactly WHAT are you looking for?!" She tilted her head accusingly.

Anthurium growked, ready for a fight. It seemed the tension would never break

*growled

"Listen up and listen closely. Legend has it there's this..."
And he whispered the rest really quietly.
"...seed. It has the power to lift this cloak of winter and restore the seasons. It's just a myth at best to the griffin villages. Even I don't think it exists. But if there's any truth... I'll be the one to save this stark landscape..."

(Unfortunately I have to leave. Bye)

(I'm sorry for not being very active here. My internet conne.ction has been wavering in and out. I was literally about to post my second part, but the internet crashed for a bit. xc Blaah, I don't know if I should continue right now...)

(Bye all who's leaving)

Arche squawked loudly. "I knew it! I knew it!" She stomped around in the snow, possibly out of joy, but it was always hard to tell with her. "Then you must know about the Order, right?" She glanced at the body. "It must've been them that killed this poor sod, only they'd use those stupid blade or whatever they call them. Rapiers?"

(Oh, okay, bye guys! I'll try to leave an internet comment later so you can come by and read what happened after you left.)

"Rapiers would be my guess. Based on the quality of the wound and depth." He said as he poked his beak inside the gore. "Order... I haven't heard that part of the story. My travels across the land only led me to the discovery of the seed. What is this seed? Is it an actual, literal seed? Or a gem in the shape of one? I must know. And I must find it."

(Is it just you and me now?)

Atruime's expression actually changed from grumpy to surprised "So this is about that legend then? About the seed and the Order and all that?" He never really believed in such stories. Maybe when he was a youngun but that faded slowly as he got older. "So this gryphon perished because of a legend?" he was having a hard time believing in this. And look genuinely confused.

(No, I think Birdy's still here too.)

(I'm still here with my farty connection uwu)

(Ah I see)
"Well... Legends run deep. Griffins like to fight for one reason or another. Myths give many types just another reason to fight. You can't understand their psychology unless you enter their minds first-hand." Gaothie replied
(Gaothie, you aren't supposed to be all excessively analytical T-T Sorry, that's my personality coming through)

Arche glanced from gryphon to gryphon. "Well, as I've heard it, the seed is probably more of a nut or something, though I'm not sure.... and while it may be 'just a legend', it's all we've got to banishing this winter, so I'm going to at least try for it." She paused, inching away from the body. "The Order is the group that wants to stop the finding of the seed. I think it's mostly because they're touchy about it or something. Maybe they're saying that we shouldn't tamper with it because 'it's fate' or something. Which is a load of bunk for the rest of us left to suffer in the cold." She huffed and looked at the surrounding gryphons, then blinked. "I never got your names.... I'm Arche."

(K I'm back, let's pretend I was here the whole time) I'm Anthurium, but you can call me Anthu, my name can be a mouthful.

(Welcome back. c:)

"Gaothraloir. And if that's too much of a mouthful, I am also known as Gaoth. It means 'Wind Ruler.' Now, I must be getting off. This seed won't find itself."
Gaoth disappears into the bleak, frigid air

(remember when in his bio I mentioned he'd get into trouble and decide it's better to join the group that formed? Here's where he parts and gets attacked by the Order. This alright?)

(Yeah, that's fine! I've only mapped this rp out to the finding of the corpse, so now you can do your own things [to an extent, of course. Your gryphons can't pull out an electric guitar or something weird like that /XD])

"Atruime." He said simply as he took in what was going on and words exchanging. His expression back to being grumpy. He turned back to the body and stared at the wound then to the sky, he wondered when the crows would come to pick at the poor gryphon. He'd want to bury them but the snow is layers upon layers and it be too cold and it be hard to do it alone. He was trying to process everything at once.

(*Gaothie pulls out an electric guitar from nowhere and starts belting out a tune XD jk)

"Well, that was abrupt," Anthurium said irritatedly.

(what about an air guitar?)

Arche twitched her stubby tail in annoyance as Gaoth flew off as quickly as he came in. *Oh well*, she thought, *at least he's none of my business anymore...*

(Atriume sounds like an introvert. Processing things quietly. I can relate. Since Gaothie's off on his own, I'll either rp from his perspective or sit out and take mental notes of the plot)

(Arche would probably give your gryphons some strange looks. /XD

And you can rp from his perspective, I suppose. I kinda want to know what happens with him and The Order.)

Arche turns back to Atriume and Anthrurium. "Nice to meet you two. This cold world needs more allies of the Seed, and both of you seem capable. Perhaps you might like to join the cause?" She eyed the both of them, silently pleading.

(Or leave it to suspense and let him tell his story when the others discover him. Either way works. I know, tell his story until right when he discovers the Order is watching him)

(Yeah! Sounds good, Ceta)

(Atruime is a big introvert. Big grumpy poofy introvert)

Atriume turned to Arche "Well, we've found the body and figured out whats happened and whos to blame. What now?" He was calmed from his doubts of their intentions. But he also seemed uneasy to stay in a group for too long. As well as being rather hungry at the moment, completely forgetting he was out looking for food to begin with.

While the alliance is being formed between the group, Gaothraloir has already put good distance between them. "Seed... seed... if I was a seed, where would I be hidden? Cave? Maybe... Forest? Seems plausible what with it being plant life." He muttered to himself.

"Hmmm, I suppose so..." Anthurium mused, "however, if I am betrayed... I won't take kindly to that, just so you know..., but it would indeed be nice to have some allies in this search."

Arche shrugged. "Now that that Gaoth fellow is gone... perhaps I can show you to my, uh, 'home'. It's sort of just a hole that I dug under a rock for the night but I think I may have a goat stored under there. Unless some sort of scavenger took it..." She coughed, and, dispelling most of her negative thoughts, took alight and soared slowly towards her makeshift bed.

(Okay, Tex! If you can't make it, I'll try to keep those who missed out updated.)

Anthurium follows without a remark. (I have to leave again, sorry ^ ^')

(Okay, see you later, Kyo.)

Atruime looked at Anthurium "I've got no intentions of betrayal. But I guess for now I suppose it be fine to stick together." He had followed after Arche. There was much to think about and if the gryphon that perished so was attacked by The Order, it be best to stick together.

(Ooh we got some dark clouds south of us and possibly dust. I hope we get some of that)

Gaoth grew hungrier and hungrier. He had a little moment where he wished he had stayed with the group to share hunting. But pride forced that idea out of his mind. "I've got to eat," was his primal desire. He searched and searched for hours but nothing came up. 'Blasted perpetual winter' came his next thought after an empty, light headed mind.

Arche landed at her measly little home, the goat still there, and partially frozen. She huffed, breath clouding up her vision. She crunched through the snow to the goat and yanked off a half-frozen leg. "Take what you'd like, I suppose," she said while laying down under her rock and beginning to gnaw on the food.

(Nevermind, no storms. I think I'll wait until the equivalent of a few hours has passed on your part)

(Aw darn, it's been stormy here the last few days.
And okay, that shouldn't take too long seeing as how it's slowing down a little and I like action. /XD)

Atruime looked at Arche offering. He was reluctant but picked a few bits off of the goat. "Thank you." he digged the snow up a bit and had curled up there and preened at his feathers.

(I'm gonna go eat)

(Bye. Action now?)

(Same, I have to eat too. I guess this'll resume when either of us get back. I don't think Ceta wants to rp alone. /:D)

(For now I can get my part set up what with the attack)

(And I have resorted to rping alone. Until one or two showed up)

(HEY NERDS. I've arrived. Sorry, I was out doing stuff for the thing with my dad.)

(In case anyone gets confused, I posted my gryphon's ref - Zephyr's - to my junk account, OwlPellets.)

Now on to the set up for the attack... Dun dun dun.........

Gaoth glided for those long hours in search of food. But not even a baby rat darted in plain view. "So hungry.... I'll faint if I don't eat. Hurgh......"
So Gaothraloir floated back to ground to conserve his energy. Maybe some meal would scurry in reach. If only... if only the seas weren't frozen solid. Then he'd be able to fish. Delicious cod. Yummy sole. Maybe even a little shellfish. Those are a nice treat. No! What am I doing? I can't be fantasizing about food! I'll lose all hope... He heard rustling in the bushes nearby. "Huh... what...?" He barely took note. Dazed by being famished. He then heard a mysterious voice.

"You... we heard you mumbling about the seed. You must be eliminated... along with the seed."

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Then all fell silent...

Dun dun dun! To be continued

(Hey Tex. Everyone's out for dinner. It might be awhile. And I take that as a compliment being called a nerd :3)

(Heheh. Yeah, I think anyone interested in a roleplay of this specific type and caliber and be readily labelled a nerd and be happy about it. xD
And I can wait, unless it'd be okay for me to RP bit while us two are on our lonesome.)

*can be readily labelled))

*a bit))

(Eh... I guess. But all old comments will be pushed up and out of the way. Want to just chat on my or your pic?

I'm a science/bio/anat nerd)

(Sounds good to me. D'you mean my or your gryphon ref, per say?)

(Hello I am back!)

(Hi quad
Tex I meant recent pics. But since Quad's back, we can resume)

Arche was calmly gnawing away on the leg, content for the moment, which was rare in this place, considering how far it was from her real home.

Gaoth was badly injured. He would bleed to death if he did nothing. Luckily, he had enough sense to put pressure on the severe gash on his neck. Maybe that will give me a chance... The fiends obviously planned to make a deep cut, hopefully severing either carotid or jugular. Maybe they missed... Gaoth muttered in his mind, dizzy from lack of life blood circulating. "Others... maybe others... can... help..."

He made a rash decision in that life or death moment. He would crawl if he had to... to find the others once more

Arche finished her meager dinner and yawned, stretching legs tightened by the cold. She glanced quickly up at the cloudy sky, but huffed in annoyance. It was almost impossible to tell the time without the direct light from the sun.

(It's raining!)

(XD It literally just stopped raining here. You took the rain!)

Meanwhile, many miles away, Gaoth struggled to keep conscious and crawl at the same time. Why... he thought. Why did I have to leave...? Why... did I have... to travel.... many miles out...? Of course I wouldn't find the seed... I wouldn't find... any food.... I'm gonna die... die here... die now...

(want it back?)

Feeling a bit exposed all alone again, Arche rose into the air and began scouting the area. *That Gaothy fellow has to be around here somewhere* she pondered, scouring the area for any trace. Every so often, she was fooled into thinking it was him by some spooked deer or trees rustling in the wind.

Sagitarri smelled the scent of blood on the wind. She pulled her hood up to keep her dry. Hesitation rolled in her stomach as she inferred in gryphon origin. Should she help? Would the gryphon be hostile? She paced in the rain, and then galloped off towards the scent as she reached her decision (making dinner, going to b a bit spotty)

(Severe thunderstorm warning in my area ftw!)

Gaoth was about to lose consciousness. He already couldn't move. He didn't even feel the presence of a new griffin nearby

(Er, I could get my laptop out I suppose @Tex)

(There's a lot to scroll through. Maybe quad could sum up the plot as the browser comments go?)

(Nah, I know how it is. I'll try to do my best in "translating" /:D)

(waiiittt is it raining in the rp? or was it irl? :p)
Sagi followed the scent until she came upon the injured gryph, panic knotted her stomach. He was obviously seriously injured, She skidded to a halt near the injured gryph. " What happened!?" she sputtered.

(Nah, in real life. The rain'd probably freeze here. :p)

(My ds isn't connecting everything I try to. I think I'll have to stop there for now until I figure out what's going on with it. The connection is fine I checked and tested it and I can used the browser but it's just not letting me on colors ;m; )

(Huh, weird. Well, I'll try to make sure the next one has a basic jist of what happened in this one. @Birdie)

(Yeah, definitely where I am. We got a good rainstorm)

Gaoth could barely open his eyes. "Urgh... gr-griffin? Att-attack... I... was attacked..." His vision faded then he could vaguely see again. Even through his blurry sight he could see this was a female griffin. A quite pretty one at that. But this was no time to flirt. "Cut... my neck... bleed...ing out...." Then he lost consciousness again.

(Is it weird for a male char and female char both created by females to start a romance? Because I can see that happening now. Romance with the chars but definitely not with the people behind them)

As Arche soared over the desolate land, she spotted a bright flash of crimson between the canopy of snow. Diving down, she saw what she had almost expected. Gaothraloir had been injured, and there stood another, strange gryph. She landed and hissed at the stranger, puffing up in both fear and anger. Speaking to Gaoth, hoping he would hear, she asked, "Can you describe who did this to you?" She waited for his response, glaring at the secratary bird/ serval mix.

Zephyr stalked irritatedly through the snow, every once in a while pausing to violently shake himself and rid his (blessedly) thick pelt and plummage of the snowflakes that piled so easily on him.
"Curses," he hissed, angrily clacking his beak as he almost tripped on a frozen dead thing on the ground. He didn't like travelling. His feet certainly didn't, at least - they let him know by crippling him with aching pain that uncomfortably shot up his legs as he stumbled over said frozen dead thing. "Curse this entire situation," he grunted into cold air rushing past his face, carrying his unhappy tone into the oblivion of nothingness behind and around him.

(Nah, that happens all the time in rps, Ceta. c:)

But Gaoth was gone, in blackness. He was breathing. But he lost a lot of blood. His pulse was in tachycardia, but no serious arrhythmia. It was simply beating faster than at rest, as if he was jogging around a little. But here he is, not moving. Luckily, he managed to share just a little with Sagi before he went

(Haha, I don't think so. Its only part of the story after all :p)
Sagitarri paced anxiously, unsure what to do. She whipped her head to the side and tore off a piece of her coat. She placed the piece of fur-lined cloth against the heavily bleeding wound. Nervously, she began applying pressure, worried about choking the gryph.

(Ah. K then)

Arche grumbled as the gryphon fell into a torpor caused by blood-loss. She noticed the newcomer tending to his wounds instead of making them worse and relaxed just a little. "Sorry." She murmured

"I'm not sure what happened exactly. He told me he was attacked, I'd keep an eye out. Who knows if the thing will return," she said, keepingbher eyes glued on the wound. It began to seep through the cloth.

Gaoth's wound had clotted slightly. But this added pressure helped to close it off and make the forming scab more stable. He'd make it... but the cold is harsh on weak bodies. Would he survive? Only thing to do is first aid and wait... wait for the sun to peak on this dreadful moment

Arche simply grunted. She didn't know much about medicine, but refused to admit so. So she just stood by, watching

Then his heart went into V-tach. Without intervention it might progress to ventricular fibrillation. Then... he'd be a goner without swift and immediate aid

(V-tach: ventricular tachycardia. Basically a pretty severe arrhythmia characterized by the heart's main chambers beating super rapidly at like 300 bpm. It could transform into V-fib where the chambers' cells are not in unison anymore. As such, no blood is being pumped. Same effect as cardiac arrest)

Sagi's nerves calmed slightly as she noticed the wound clotting. She bent down to hear the wounded gryph's heart. It was beating fast, much too fast. Startled, she turned to the other gryph next to her, "Somwthing's wrong, his heart... its beating too fast. I don't know what to do, Is there a town nearby? Perhaps we could carry him there..."

Unaware of the peril that Gaoth was in, Arche stood just a little ways away, not knowing how to help. Maybe the other gryphon was better with medicine than she.

Zephyr grudgingly reflected that his journey had gone less than smoothly thus far.
Breaking away from his family for personal reasons had been easy enough on it's own, but no less than three days in on his lonesome did he realize the increased burden on his shoulders now that he was travelling without his kin's support.
To put it simply, he'd been run ragged. Hunting for the sparse and lean game this icy wasteland had to offer and sheltering himself from the deadly - and, unfortunately, frequent - blizzards that occured by night was by no means an easy task, and it bruised Zephyr's Eurasia-girthed ego greatly that he couldn't handle it as easily as he'd assumed he could.
Grumbling a bit louder to himself, Zephyr suddenly froze in place as he spotted three shapes in the distance, their silhouettes marred by the snow.

(I apologize for my giant walls of text, guys. xD I'm a bit wordy.)

Arche stood now, shrugging with her wings. "I think Hollowpeak might be the nearest, and that's several miles away." She hopped over and tried to lend a hand in picking him up.

"We'll have to try," she replied. She looked over the gryph, knowing she was a weak flier at best. Sagi held the gryph firmly in her front claws, and prepared to take off. "Ready? 1...2...3!" She flapped her wings, struggling with the heavy load.

(That's fine Tex. The more description, the better we can envision the plot)

Gaoth's heart, though in danger, remained in V-tach. At least it was stable. For the moment

(Note: sometimes arrhythmias can be cured by doing CPR. And defibrillators, if they exist in this world, only work if there is some electrical activity of the heart. In other words, a completely stopped heart can't be saved by a defib)

( no prob tex, you're much better with words than I am :p)

(No, there's no electricity, and most medicine is herbal, so I don't know how poor Gaoth is going to fare. Though I'm sure they could figure out CPR, at least the very basics)

(Omg, haha I'm useless when it comes to first aid!)

Arche wrapped a firm claw around his legs and lifted with her large wings. He was beginning to come up, though it was difficult work, especially considering how the weather had begun to turn for the worst.

Sagi struggled to get him off the ground. There was no way she could carry him all the way to town. "I-I can't," she panted, lowering the gryph back onto the ground. "I'm sorry, I'm not a good flier," she admitted sheepishly.

Arche nodded knowingly. "Ah, I see. Well, hopefully he can hold out a bit longer. Maybe I can bring someone back instead of taking him there..." She drew up one side of her mouth in a defeated-looking grimace.

Widening his previously slitted orange eyes in bewilderment, Zephyr watched, transfixed as one of the silhouettes - presumably, all three were gryphons - appeared to attempt to take off while clutching another gryphon.
He was intrigued, despite himself - these were the first living things that were mentally developed beyond a brain stem that was geared for running away and mindlessly chewing plants that he'd seen on his entire journey.
Wanting to get closer, and perhaps see beyond the pale white film the disagreeable weather created in their current distance, Zephyr cautiously padded closer, forcefully shoving away the thoughts his subconscious threw at him concerning how little he blended into the snow and thus how easily he could be spotted.

Dun dun dun (this is getting good!)

Poor Gaothie was still unconscious and in between life and death. An image came within Gaoth's fading mind (the others don't know about this obvi). "Come to me." A voice sounded. I looked around and this was a beautiful land. Spring. Life abounding. The heat nice yet almost too much. I looked up and I saw a majestic image. A giant feline bird. And I got the sense of incredible love. I was truly accepted. "I've been waiting... Gaothraloir. You have been very prideful. Too much if you ask." "But... but my struggles..." Gaoth started. "No. No, I put your struggles there to make you stronger. Not so you push others away. You see? You should be more open to real friends. Rely on yourself less." And my heart was touched like never before. Something clicked. I understood. I needed to trust these new friends. "Go, Gaoth. I'll give you back to fulfill your destiny. The seed is located............. in..........." And my vision slowly returned.......

@FantasyTail: Nahhh, you're a pretty impressive writer yourself. I'm a bit jealous, honestly. :p)

(I just get lazier and lazier as time goes on, haha)

"Maybe that'd be best," She muttered, trying to think about what her mother had taught her about first aid. She was worried his heart would stop, perhaps cpr would work. It would be better than nothing, " Bring someone back, I'll do what I can"

(Oof, sorry guys, but I'm pretty burnt out due to lack of sleep last night. I'll have to go now, but you can keep rping if you like!)

@Quad: Awwww. Darn. Well, have a good rest then I guess. :])

(tex: Aw, you make me blush 'u' quad: should we say you went to town?)

(brb, feeding dogs. remind me again, cpr is chest compressions mouth to mouth right?)

(Well her char did leave. We can continue with her char gone then bring her back to speed when she returns. I'm keeping the plot down with my phone's note app. So night Quad!)

(FT-CPR literally stands for CardioPulmonary Rescusitation. You take over the heart/lung functions until real help arrives. So I've heard only compressions is just as good as the 30 comps and 2 breath cycle. So... your choice)

(Ok, thanks for the info Ceta c: )
Sagitari racked her mind for the steps her mother had taught her. She tilted the gryph's head back, checking for any obstructions. There was none, so she proceeded to give two quick breaths. Sagi quickly began chest compressions, and repeated the process. She hoped it would be enough.

(NP, any questions regarding medicine and the body I'll likely have an answer for)

The divine contact, combined with chest compressions, started to restore a normal sinus rhythm after several long agonizing minutes. Combined with the clotted wound, it wouldn't be long before Gaoth becomes stable and conscious

As Zephyr crept closer, he realized that he was approaching the backsides of the two gryphons (one had apparently flown off in a hurry) and relaxed a bit, knowing he was less likely to be spotted if he approached the scene unfolding in front of him from behind.
One of the two gryphons - a glossy-pelted lion and osprey mix - looked to be recieving what appeared to be a poor man's version of CPR from another, smaller gryphon, this one a mix of sergal and an odd bird he couldn't discern.

(like that adjective-glossy pelt)

Sagitarri paused for a moment, placing an ear to the injured gryph's chest. The heartbeat was now slower and steady, relief flooded through her. She sat next to the injured gryph, now worried about the cold temperature. She removed her coat and laid it on top of him. Sagi looked around warily, worried whatever had caused so much damage would return.

Gaoth, still unconscious with that massive wound, was in the clear. It appeared heart rhythms would remain normal. The long term effect of his heart ailment would not cause damage. The only potential problem would be the cold and the effects of blood loss, the former being helped by Sagi's coat, and the latter in stable condition. Now his body just needs to replenish lost blood over time. He'll be ok

Zephyr cursed as the blinding white that accompanied an oncoming snow flurry suddenly infiltrated his view; cursed his nocturnally geared eyes that were designed for piercing darkness, not this harsh whiteness of the day; and, most of all, cursed his numb, still agony-ridden feet as he stumbled forward from an especially strong surge of cold wind shoving him from behind, causing him to almost blunder on top of the wounded osprey lion mix with the undignified screech an owl lets out when they feel unjusticed in some way.

Gaoth, of course in his state, wasn't aware of this new visitor

Sagitarri let out a startled screech as a darker colored gryph stumbled into her view. She hissed at the newcomer, worried it was the wounded gryph's attacker. "Who are you?" she spat bravely, despite her legs that trembled in fear.

(Texabella still here?)

"I'm-- I'm--" Zephyr felt his words die in his throat as he struggled to regain his footing, and maybe, if he'd properly counted his blessings, his intimidating aura.
For now though, he was simply a bedraggled, ruffled looking feather-fuzzball, coughing raggedly as he scrutinized the smaller gryphon with cold, calculating eyes. "Zephyr," he finally spat out, still breathing heavily.

(I'll observe and wait for the right moment for Gaoth to wake up)

Sagitarri composed herself. Despite the gryph's large size, he seemed in no shape to fight. "If you're cold, you're welcome to share the coat," she ventured.

Gaothraloir started coughing, the only other sign of life he gave other than breathing. Coughing can only be voluntary so maybe... he's waking up?

Finally regaining full and proper use of his lungs after a few moments, Zephyr straightened up and shook himself to hopefully free his pelt and neck feathers from the snow that clogged them.
Staring suspiciously down at the... sergal peacock, he quickly nicknamed in his head. "I'll be fine," he replied simply, never wavering his scrutinizingly fierce glare.

Now Gaoth's eyelids were fluttering. "Mrphle. Mmmmmrrrr," he could only mumble

(sorry, couldn't connect for a bit)
Sagitarri glanced at the injured gryph as he coughed a bit, she wondered if perhaps he was waking. She returned her attention to Zephyr, " Well, that's good. My name is Sagitarri."

(I had a little conection issue too)

Indeed, Gaoth was waking up, little by little

Sagi kept an eye on the newcomer, but bent over the injured gryph. She carefully pecked at him, " Hey, are you up?"

"Sagi...tarri?" Immediately despising the questioning, unsure lilt in his voice, Zephyr said the name again in a much more forceful, this-is-totally-a-statement manner. "Sagitarri. Hm. I, uh... apologize for almost crushing your... acquaintance here." A good part of him very strongly opposed his apologizing for anything, but he fought it down. Allies, he begrudgingly admitted to himself, were useful to have, and unapologetically murdering their comrades was not a very effective way to gain them.
He wasn't sure why he so suddenly wanted an alliance with this miserable pile of feathers- no, this... thinly pelted creature of a gryphon.

*thinly-pelted creature of a gryphon as an ally, anyway.))

"Mother... why... why do you like him more than me...? Why them...? Don't you love... me...?" Gaoth delusionally muttered

Sagitarri straightened herself up, suddenly conscious of her emaciated frame. "He seems to be ok, so you're in the clear," she replied. The snowy winds picked up, making her shiver. "When he wakes, perhaps it'd be best if we found some better shelter."

Sagi's ear's pricked at the words that tumbled out of the injured gryph's beak. She gave him a firmer shake, "Hey, wake up!"

Zephyr supposed this small peacock sergal assumed he'd stick with her and help with her companion. He also supposed he would, seeing he'd more than likely end up dead in a fortnight if he didn't. The hated phrase his mother had so gleefully drilled into him and his nestmates' heads now rang unpleasantly in his skull; "Strength in numbers," he finally said aloud with a defeated sigh, feeling some imaginary pillar holding up his independent and vast ego collapse inside him. "That sounds like a decent plan."

"Uhhh..... Mother....?" Gaoth muttered again as he woke slowly. "Mother? Wait... your not... Where am I? What happened? How much time...?" He rapidly fired off as he darted his head here and there in a daze

"You were attacked by something. As for where where you are, i'm not so sure myself. What I do know is that its beyond cold and the wind is picking up, it'd do us some good to find better shelter. My name is Sagitarri, by the way."

Zephyr glanced nervously down at the injured gryphon lying on the ground near his feet. The gryph's bloodshot eyes were enough to cause him unease that wormed it's way through his chest. "Is he... mentally ill, by any chance?"

Sagi shifted her weight from claw to claw, " I don't think so, he's lost a lot of blood so he's probably a bit disorientated. He'll need time to recover."

"Oh... Uh... Gaoth. We can talk once we find shelter." So in the last of daylight they set out to find a cave, some relief from the chilling winds

Gaoth stumbled, clearly weakened by hunger and his injuries taking a toll

Once again, Zephyr found himself stalking through the snow, though now he was in company.
Whether it was wanted company was yet to be seen, he supposed, but for now they'll do. They'll do.

(I'm really sorry, but I have to go. :[ Happy RPing without me, though - just pretend Zeph's following behind y'all for the rest of the time you're awake.)

Sagi caught up with Gaoth, trying to support him with whatever strength she could spare. Up ahead, within the shelter of a few pine trees, a small cave was visible. It seemed to be deep enough to offer the small group some shelter from the harsh winds.

(aww:( , bye texabella. See you next time)

(Bye bye. We'll see if we can continue w/o you)

Once inside the cave, the trio could finally relax

(I'm getting kind of tired, maybe we should continue another time?)

(Yeah. Scene 2: Inside the cave. Can't wait, the plot is building up. Maybe have another rp pic to start the next chapter)

Hey quad, when you see this, want to trade FC's? I consider you friend enough

(Sounds good, I had fun. See you next time :) )

Also, for the next rp, tomorrow is my last free day before working this week. As soon as I get my schedule next week I can tell you so you know my availability. I am definitely unavailable Sundays and Monday evenings. And the times I'm at work of course

Bye Fairy Tail

sorry i was playing pokemon :V

Did her signup <3