Dagger stared at Flame, deciding not to turn into a cat.

"Why does the air smell so storngly of metal?" Dagger tilted her head.

Fang kept trying to reach Misty in dreams

Dagger kept sniffing the air.

Fang felt Mistys presense but it was thin

Dagger sighed, giving up on the metal smell and then went to struggling with her bound wings.

(Hey guys, this rp im participating in, needs more male characters

(Sounds good. But i can't do Semi-Literate most of the time.)

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Dagger was still struggling with her bound wings.