Midnight's Magic(Open)

[Thunderfoot]

Magic trotted carefully along the terrain, her black paws barely leaving a mak on the ground. It was a moonlit evening, and the stars glinted down from a dark blanket where they slept. It was a wonderful night, being so high up in a place made for air. She loved the sky, especialy the night sky. It reminded her of love, and she loved it well.

Unlike many wolves around here, Magic was one of the wolves that did not have any wings. Yes, it was very stange for a wolf that loved the air to not have wings at all, but that was just how Magic likes it, being different from almost all of the wolves. Such a wonderful night she thought silently to herself. She came across a mountain spring, about ten trees bordering it. She dipped her head down, blue flakes of fur catching into the moonlight. Her black pelt was the only color that could be seen upon her except her amber eyes and the flecks of blue, getting lighter as they moved their way down her back.

She layed down by the water, and slipped one of her claws into the liquid. When she made her way up here, There were patches of grass, trees, and just barren land. She guessed that she was amoung one of the patches of trees. Magic wondered silently to herself if she was a wolf that had not been here in a very long time. She concluded in an instant that she was probably correct. Maybe she would become leader of this barren land...

[bluemoon12]

Beat's light blue eyes scanned the area as he trotted around the land where Gust used to walk. He smiled, thinking that he was actually worthy enough to walk on these lands, to be accepted by the gods that probably watched over the lands these days. He felt the need to start singing, or beatboxing.

He started walking a certian pace, to start the beat. Then he wagged his tail heavily for the 'whoosh' sound. Then Beat started beating his wings, not enough to fly, but enough to make a sound. Then he opened his maw and stared beatboxing. The beat rang through the air, and he smiled throughout it.

Soon enough, he saw a girl in the ditance, for she almost blended in the darkness. He stopped and moved closer, wagging his tail and flying a bit. "Hi there! I'm Beat! Who are you?" His eyes sparkled with curiousity. When the ivory young adult noticed she didn't have wings. He was now utterly confused. "Why don't you have wings, unkown person?"
He then landed next to her, head cocked in cunfusion.

[Thunderfoot]

Magic looked up, seeing a brute with rather large wings. She answered, "Wings? Oh I do not have any. Yes, it is rather strange, but I have none." She smiled. There were a couple moments of silence before she realized she didn't answer his question. "I am Magic, and it is very nice to meet you, Beat." She wasn't disappointed about it or envious. Maybe perhaps she would find a way to fly, but probably not. "How are you, young wolf?"

The night grew young as a breeze ruffled up Magic's pelt. Scents of this wolf engulfed the land, and she smelled others coming up from the rise. This could perhaps be a great place to live... which it already was, considering that the air was light and the ground was already stepped on probably only once. She huffed out a breath and smiled.

[bluemoon12]

Ooc- actually, he's got itty bitty wings. :3

Beat nodded. "Oh so you were one of the wolves born without wings?" he sighed. "I feel bad for those who are. But, Gust, who used to rule these lands, was able to fly without wings. Some call it floating, but I call it flying. Surprisingly, me with my itty bitty wings, I fly decently."

He became bored, and did a certain beat again, almost like he was being hypnotized. He started singing Beauty and A Beat by Justin Beiber ft. Nicki Minaj.