11-08-2016, 03:06 AM
(( yes! (: )
The snow dragons were relatively peaceful beings. They didn't have many enemies if any at all, and they tended to stick with trade and whatnot between other snow dragon clans, mostly in part because of where they lived; many dragons were unable to survive in their arctic biome, and vice versa, snow dragons had a difficult time adapting to envjonents that weren't their icy freezing desert of negative temperatures. This undoubtedly had put them on the less fortunate side of things as they'd never had an advantage in coming to rescuer their hunter - of whom Aloysius had yet to even catch a glimpse of - in the middle of fire dragon lands. Maybe if they'd been reasonable and had received help from other dragons, thugs might have played out differently, but as it stood they were all captured and tied up, and God only knows what happened to the alphas. Aloysius was lucky to not have been separated but there was still an uneasy feeling between he and the other omegas as they hadn't any idea of what to do or say. Aloysius had been instructed to stop his fidgeting by one of the other omegas, but he wasn't giving up that easily.
Twisting his wrists this way and that, Aloysius hoped that he might be able to get his restraints to loosen. It felt like rope but it could be something tougher, albeit for his sake he was wishing that wasn't the case. Are you guys going to help? Aloysius asked the other omegas, struggling to turn their way to see their reactions. He heard a huff from one and an annoyed groan from another and he knew immediately they they had no plans to pitch in. No one had any concrete ideas to escape this mess, but if they could at least break free of their bindings, an escape plan could always follow. Suddenly, Aloysius was annoyed that none of the others were pitching in. This wasn't a game; they'd seriously been captured. Why were they all taking this so lightly?
Aloysius continued struggling against the rope until the door to the room opened up. His gaze flickered up towards the man who entered. The small group omegas had gone completely silent, Aloysius included, but through their shock he swallowed thickly and managed to ask the fire dragon a question. Can you get these ropes off? Aloysius made a sound of surprise when one of the other omegas nudged him in his side with their elbow. It's just a question!
The snow dragons were relatively peaceful beings. They didn't have many enemies if any at all, and they tended to stick with trade and whatnot between other snow dragon clans, mostly in part because of where they lived; many dragons were unable to survive in their arctic biome, and vice versa, snow dragons had a difficult time adapting to envjonents that weren't their icy freezing desert of negative temperatures. This undoubtedly had put them on the less fortunate side of things as they'd never had an advantage in coming to rescuer their hunter - of whom Aloysius had yet to even catch a glimpse of - in the middle of fire dragon lands. Maybe if they'd been reasonable and had received help from other dragons, thugs might have played out differently, but as it stood they were all captured and tied up, and God only knows what happened to the alphas. Aloysius was lucky to not have been separated but there was still an uneasy feeling between he and the other omegas as they hadn't any idea of what to do or say. Aloysius had been instructed to stop his fidgeting by one of the other omegas, but he wasn't giving up that easily.
Twisting his wrists this way and that, Aloysius hoped that he might be able to get his restraints to loosen. It felt like rope but it could be something tougher, albeit for his sake he was wishing that wasn't the case. Are you guys going to help? Aloysius asked the other omegas, struggling to turn their way to see their reactions. He heard a huff from one and an annoyed groan from another and he knew immediately they they had no plans to pitch in. No one had any concrete ideas to escape this mess, but if they could at least break free of their bindings, an escape plan could always follow. Suddenly, Aloysius was annoyed that none of the others were pitching in. This wasn't a game; they'd seriously been captured. Why were they all taking this so lightly?
Aloysius continued struggling against the rope until the door to the room opened up. His gaze flickered up towards the man who entered. The small group omegas had gone completely silent, Aloysius included, but through their shock he swallowed thickly and managed to ask the fire dragon a question. Can you get these ropes off? Aloysius made a sound of surprise when one of the other omegas nudged him in his side with their elbow. It's just a question!