(Hi. Umm..I'd really like to get back into the rp so if anyone could send me a fairly detailed summary of the plot, I'd really really appreciate it. Falath)

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Emmeline leaned over and lay flat on Midnights neck. The wind whipped her hair furiously but she did not care.

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Dawnfire floated lazily, ignoring the other Chosen, he was in deep thought. He spotted to Dragon's far in the distance, he watched them for a while before he told Crymson. Dragon's. up ahead, two of them.
Crymson nodded and watched the two approaching Dragons.

Emmeline shifted her position so she could see the oncoming dragons better.
"Who do you think they are?" Emmeline question Crymson.

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"I've no idea, they look friendly, but looks certainly aren't everything." Crymson relied as she continued to watch the Dragons.

Isthe was bored. She was a light dragon, built for speed and had tons of energy. She began to dive, swooping down into the clouds then bursting back up. She giggled lightly, going from basking into the sun back into the cool cloud.

Gwendolyn rolled her eyes at the dragon but chose not to stop her. She understood how her energy was easily pented up and needed to get out. She was just glad she had made sure the egg was extra secured in the satchel strapped onto her back before starting on the journey.

Isthe pulled out of the clouds again and saw the two creatures flying towards them, her speed slowed, unsure whether to attack or ignore the dragons.

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(Glad to have you back Falathiel)

"Slow" Crymson said loud enough for everyone to hear. Dawnfire slowed to a nead halt, hovering in place.

(Glad to be back!)

Isthe slowed even further, almost drifting backwards then going forwards.

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(We are proud to have Amoniel recording/writign the story of the Chosen, heres the URL http://www.arwen-undomiel.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=13402, read and enjoy)

Etain slowed down, and Sorcha watched the two dragons warily. She hoped they were friendly-she didn't want to have to be in another battle so soon.

(aww thank you Darkie. I hope it is to everyone's liking)

Midnight came to a halt in the air. Hovering was hard but with Emmeline's help they were able to succeed. As the Dragons came closer the more uneasy Emmeline became.

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Kith squinted his eyes, trying get a closer look at the dragons. He could see them flying through the air, but they didn't seem to aggrivated. Rin stopped as the others did, hovering gently on an updraft she found.

Who are they? Dawnfire asked telepathicaly.

I don't know... Crymson replied as the Dragons drew nearer.

"You there!" Shouted one of the Dragon riders in a Russian accent. "You have no pass, these skies are protected, and you aren't allowed to fly here!"

"I didn't know people claimed the sky now too," Gwendolyn muttered sarcastically under her breath. "You'd think the fact we all lived under it would give us some right. But I guess since everyone else in the world controls land....."

Hearing her remarks, Isthe snorted, which came out more as a caughing sound with a small fireball flying out of her mouth.

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Emmeline raised her eyebrows and asked Midnight through her mind, We're in Russia?
The gelding snorted in his horsey laugh and chose to say nothing.
I did not know Russia owned the skies. Emmeline continued.

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"You do not own these skies! No one does, the skies are the last free thing on the planet, we will carry on. We post no threat to you or your country." Crymson shouted back.