Wings of Ire[]Hexiarian[]Hexerian and surrounding area's[]

(What is their rank)

((Agent))

((Can we role play queen Syth’s visit to that weapon sellers shop?))

((Sure, which oc you want me to use?))

((Whichever you want))

((I'll prolly use forgotten memories))

((Ok))

(Mk)

Owen: Hello

[Ire turned at the voice. Her eyes narrowed as she noticed the stranger.] "What are you doing here and why?"

Owen: I was chasing my dinner here. *Shows ripped off antler*

"Go chase your dinner somewhere else," [Ire spat,] "This area is only for Hexirian fire elves. Leave at once."

Owen: Well I don’t like that tone. [Owen Pouted] So I ain’t going nowhere.

[Ire growled, showcasing her swords. She took a step forward.] "You leave or I'll drag your body out of here."

Owen: [Owen Snarls Stamping his foot on the ground] You dare challenge Owen? Alpha Of the woodlands Wolf Pack?

[Ire stood there. She didn't really know what to do, her pride and all.]

[Owen sat down. He was waiting for her to make a move]

[Ire shook her head and glared once more.]

[Owen goes to sleep]

[Ire laughed, shaking her head.] "Alpha? You're nothing here buddy."

[Owen grows and pulls out his hunting knife] “I’ll make you eat those words.”

[Ire's eyes narrowed, turning into her combat stance] "I'll make you wish you turned your alpha tail and ran back to your wimpy pack."

Wolf member: STOP! We don’t fight humans! Remember? We’re past that now!
Owen: [Owen growls the puts his knife back in his pocket] You have no idea how lucky you just got.

Owen: Well I’m still not leaving

[Ire got out of her combat stance and glared.] "No killing or battle? Good. Now get out."

"I said get out and I won't repeat myself."

“No.”