Trapped Titan (Open)

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posted Nov 10, 2018 5:45:41 GMT

Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2018 5:45:41 GMT

Gicel the Titan Woolly Howl

Gicel had been traveling a long way from the only territory she had known as home. The snowy haven she had once called her own was now a thing of the past, long since run out from the far north and eventually winding up in this side of the archipelago. It was not exactly ideal personally, but what other choice did she have at this rate.

After several hours of flying however, the Titan Wing female had felt a need to rest her weary wings, feeling them ache from the long distance of flight. She was use to traveling long distance in her older age so it normally did not bother her, but with having had only a short break in between those flights she could feel exhaustion tugging at every part of her. So, she decided to stop at the nearest island, descending to the island of Frigg in the hopes of getting a good meal and having a long much needed nap.

Unfortunately, she had barely made it to a small lakeside upon landing before the stop became something of a nightmare. One wrong step and the Titan Wing found herself snagged in an old steel net trap, her weight triggering a trip wire that entangled her within a worn but strong steel cable net. Gicel let out angered roars and snarls, struggling to turn herself around in the trap that was rather small for her size, especially since she was twice the size the normally medium sized dragon species. Yet, it did her little good to continue to struggle, three hours passing before her struggle only exhausted her on top of her already long flight.

Going limp in the trap after another few minutes of struggling, Gicel found herself with little else to do. Her body was far too low on energy to properly attempt a better escape and she wasn't even sure there was another intelligent form of life there that would aid her, or arrive in time to do so. So with little other options, the Woolly Howl took a few deep breathes before letting out distinctive roars in a dragon form of an SOS.

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posted Nov 12, 2018 2:10:16 GMT

Post by Silver Wings on Nov 12, 2018 2:10:16 GMT

Valka groaned and shifted in her sleep. Something felt off about the air, the birds were quiet on the island, when all week they’d been in song plenty. She had set up camp on Frigg, despite how uncomfortably close to Berk it was, tracking a hunter’s shipment of weapons. She had successfully taken the ship out and decided then to lay low on a nearby island, praying no Berkians would be in the area for any reason. There were rumors Berk had become a haven for dragons and vikings alike, but that didn’t mean she was anywhere ready to return home… it wasn’t her home, not anymore. She had work to do, and her life was different. There was no returning to Berk.

A wing nudged her and she sighed, opening her eyes to look over the beast that had woken her. “Hear something? Anything?” she asked quietly as she pat the large dragon’s nose. He tilted his head, looking to the exit of the tent and shifting himself away to prompt Valka to wake. It was obvious he felt something was off as well. In the distance something was making a ruckus. Valka’s brows furrowed as she began to pick herself up, putting on her armor and taking her spot on the back of her friend, running her hands over his back, “Let’s take us a look then, stay low.” Cloud snorted as he slunk along the ground towards the sound, fairly sure it was a dragon they were dealing with, though it was on the far side of the island, making it hard to determine even to his ears.
Taking to the skies might alert anything nearby, and if the noise culprit were survivors of the hunter ship then she’d want the element of surprise. A territorial dragon also wouldn’t be ideal, though as the closer the pair drew, the more it sounded like a lone dragon in distress. Cloudjumper picked up the pace, sharing a determined expression with his rider as they finally recognized the call as one for help. Finally they found the dragon. Valka gasped at the sight of such a large and vibrant howl, as well as the fact the poor thing was caught up in a trap much too small. Getting her down would be tricky, by the looks of it the damn thing wasn’t even rope… She slid off of her dragon and slowly removed her helmet as she approached, setting staff, shield, and helmet down to appear as non-threatening as possible. Cloudjumper simply watched, staying back and viewing the makings of the trap.

“I’ll get you down love,” Her voice was just above a whisper as she offered a smile, not yet touching the Woolly Howl. Petting it wasn’t a first priority given the circumstance. She looked tired, how long had she been hanging there? And why was a Woolly Howl this far from the snow? Her eyes went up at what the trap was connected to, a steel beam… She viewed the trigger mechanism, following the wiering until she found something she could cut through, and guestured Cloudjumper over, who easily cut a small bit of rope that held the mechanism together, making the beam lose its hold on the rope- the dragon dropped, and trap; opened.

The viking remained where she was incase this wild dragon didn’t feel like being happy about the rescue.

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posted Nov 27, 2018 20:28:18 GMT

Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2018 20:28:18 GMT

Gicel Brightscale

Gicel continued her attempts at calling for help, despite her throat becoming sore she couldn't stop. The dragoness wasn't ready to die and maybe, just maybe help might be around.

As if the gods themselves seemed to shine in favor of the dragon, movement caught her eyes. Closing her maw, she tried to peer more closely through the netting but it was difficult to turn her head. It was only when Valka made her slow approach could Gicel see more clearly, her violet eyes full of tiredness and askance, pleading for help as the human approached. Not far from her was another dragon, this one seeming to take caution to be some distance between himself and her, but her usual need to be cautious and territorial were gone in favor of need for help and wanting to be free.

She could only wait now, hoping Valka could set her free and shutting her eyes as she waited with anxious anticipation.

The moment she felt the net give way however, her eyes immediately snapped open, letting out a startled growl as the net fell free along with her, her form spreading out like a wrapped up clothe in a tight space, fully freeing her from the small space she had been held up in for a what felt like an eternity, though maybe no longer than an a few hours. Letting out a cold, deep breathe through her nostrils, the vibrant colored Howl slowly pushed her feet under herself and up so she could sit back, body feeling heavy from lack of any rest or food, but that wasn't going to stop her from turning to her rescuers, letting out weak, grateful warble towards them.