Since creating The Bonebound, the ave had been quite a bit more at ease. He had allies and friends, and they were all quite close. He was happy to have a place to truly call him, a place where his heart was. Not just in his chest but in this cave. The room of bones was his home, and hopefully it was the same for everyone else. "Hopefully." He'd demur, rubies sweeping the terra firma below from atop a rocky and tall perch. Sighing, the bird tilted his head as he gazed upon the piles of bones scattered about the place. A low-hanging stalactite blocked the bird's vision, and he narrowed his eyes, as if he could see past it. He felt like something was behind it...

Flapping his wings, the bird took a steep dive once again, but quickly returned to a gliding position so he didn't simply slam against the floor. Azazel knew for a fact that the floor was not friendly when you did that. It liked to hurt you and break bones. That's why you dropped bones on them and not yourself. Mhmmmm.

Arching his right wing, the bird shifted to his left side, easily flying around the face of the rock pillar, at the center of the room. Shallow divets of water sparkled and cast a reflection of The Bone King in their glassy features, small waves cast across it. Looking down for only that moment, the bird smiled, rubies glinting. Azazel would flap his wings in a mighty stroke as he drifted about the stalactite, righting himself to be flat and aerodynamic in the caverns. Now what was behind this pillar of rock that he'd flown around? Bones, rocks, and more bones. Yay.

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The urge grew and grew with her until she could ignore it no longer. She wanted something, something that wasn't hers that she could take. Gems or other things, she didn't care so long as she could have it! From whispers around the cave, whispers that she'd eavesdropped on. The mongoose heard of a place called Canis where a "Bone King" ruled on his hill of bones. While she didn't like to eat bones she had seen a few before and thought they would make a great prize, perhaps even a weapon or trophy.

It didn't take long for her to find the place based on descriptions she'd heard. The place of bones greeted her, proving to be even more magnificent than she imagined. So many bones! So many things she could take! A fiendish glow of joy awoke in her heart as she pondered where she would start. She was still a novice in this craft so she knew not where to begin. Perhaps by checking if there was anyone around? Her silver eyes looked left, right, up, down and it was during this examination that she saw the large lammergeier. He was sitting on high with his nest of bones but behind a stalactite. It obviously obscured his vision so while she had the chance the tiny creature zoomed forward and ducked behind a large rock.

Hardly even realizing it her coat changed color, it's shade darkening to that of a deep brown color while the white of her coat changed to gray. It helped camouflage her better than the normal reddish color of her coat.

None too soon did she duck behind her rock and change her coat did she hear the large bird take a flight from his perch. She prayed that the creature wouldn't see her and he didn't. Sniggering softly to herself the mongoose continued onwards to a large bonepile near the middle of Canis. There she found two things of interest. A rabbit femur which ended in a sharp point where a bit of it had been broken off and a pink gem, her favorite color. She would just swipe both of these things and be gone before the bird-brain even knew what hit him.

Unknown to her when she grabbed the bone and gem it caused the pile to shift ever so slightly. One would only notice if they kept tabs on every part of Canis... a task that the Bone King no doubt did.

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words: 413
tagged: Aza'zel
ooc: ---
muse: 6/10

"Talking looks like this."
Thinking looks like this...

Whilst obscured by the massive pillar of rock, the bird saw little below. Just rocks and bones. Nothing more, nothing less. But he swore something but rock and stone was here. The Bone King furrowed his brows, carmine eyes sparkling. Yeah, there definitely was something to be found here. He may have a horrible sense of smell, but the ave didn't give up on a gut feeling. Ruffling his feathers, the bird shook himself. Descending rapidly and easily, the bird absently picked through some few piles of bones. Seeking out a fist-sized hunk of it, he snickered quietly, swallowing it whole. Since discovering that he didn't always have to bother with dropping them to eat the marrow, the bones were just as good. Every once in a while, though, he would delight himself in a meal of bone marrow.

Carmine eyes glinted, and he continue to pick through the bones, but much more slowly. He began to hum, focusing his magic around the general vicinity. He'd try to cause the air about him to vibrate, heating it and cooling it constantly to get particles to rub against one another loudly. Hopefully that'd drive out anything that was nearby, even if there was nothing. The ave couldn't be too sure of anything, right? Things came around and stone his bones a lot, and Azazel didn't like it. He'd hear little pitter-patter of feet, and he liked to investigate them.

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The mongoose inspected the bone and the gem that she managed to procure from the pile. They were gorgeous! Well, the gem was gorgeous the bone just looked distinctly useful. It could be used to defend herself! No sooner had she thought this did she hear the sound of bird wings flapping.

Uh-oh.

The vulture! He must have left his perch! The mongoose put the gem in her mouth to carry while she kept the bone in her paw before ducking underneath the bone pile. She waited for him to come out or attempt to yell at her. But... nothing happened. Nothing at all. Had he forgotten she was there? Did he give up the chase? What would she do? Well... There was only one thing to do! She couldn't wait here all day so she would escape!

The mongoose focused her powers and attempted to dull the shade to blend in with the stone floor. Her coat desaturated somewhat, giving her a grayish color. It wasn't much but it was enough and now with the gem clasped in her mouth and the bone transferred to hold in her tail she bolted from her hiding hole. She attempted to quickly dash the way she'd come in an attempt to escape with her trophies. Going this way would surely get her spotted by the vulture but hopefully she would be quick enough to elude him.

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words: 234
tagged: Aza'zel
ooc: ---
muse: 5/10

"Talking looks like this."
Thinking looks like this...

Aza'zel "Fiend" Vita I've got a lovely bunch 'o bones; big ones, small ones
Some as big as your head!

It was the pitter-patter of bone against floor and gems clattering against gem, that the bird twisted his head. Seeing a smidge of gray across the barren brown floors, Azazel narrowed his eyes. Ruffling his feathers, the bird flapped his wings. "Hey! Get back here!" Now, he would have used magic, but at the time, he didn't think it was worth it to use it on this noodle. To be honest, The Bone King had almost said 'Fisher', because he thought this little noodle was fisher at first, but it was far too bright to be him, and the little mustelid would have marched right up to him. Yes, this thief was a coward.

Lifting himself from the floor, the bird glided along the low roof, but that wasn't fast enough. Flying through one ring of pillars, and the thief was gone. Little noodle! Where could it have gone? Azazel had a nagging feeling that it'd be back, and finally, at the end... he'd catch that little wiggly noodle! Get his bone and one of Krakarak's gems back! Arcing back toward his perch, the avian Gembound gave up on the chase.

For now.

"Speech"

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{ exit Azazel ~ Gives up on the chase for now! }

It worked! She had escaped! The words that the vulture threw at her were meaningless. Get back here? Was he serious? Why would she ever stop and go back to him? The creature laughed to herself just thinking about walking and saying, "Yeah, sorry for taking your stuff Mr. Vulture... here. You can have it back, sir." Pfft, get real. Who did he take her for? Some sort of idiot to go back and give into his will? No. She was Diamondfang... She was the one that struck when you least suspected it! She was the one that the other thieves looked up to and wanted to be... She was...

The Queen of Thieves.

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words: 114
tagged: Closed
ooc: The Queen is born.
muse: 5/10

"Talking looks like this."
Thinking looks like this...