Italic writing will be Jado's roleplay.
After thousands of years trapped in a suspended form, Pevor slowly felt feeling come back to his nerves. His eyes in a panicked frenzy flicked open.
His surroundings where unknown, never had he seen anything like them.
His body was somewhat stuck, in a clear crystal filled meteor. His small form crouched.
His limbs aching, and unable to move, the small Wyvern waited in his ancient prison.
Verde perched silently on a branch, his wings spread slightly, looking as if he was about to take off into the air. He has been in this position for the past few hours, as random people walked by and "ooh"d and "Ahh"d at the realistic features of the bird "statue". Verde thought it was interesting at all the reactions of little children when they would notice him blink, or shift his foot ever so slightly.
He was glad the museum hours were almost over, as he was rather tired of standing there all day, and was needing a good break. And after quite a lot of people had thought it would be funny to poke his tail, pull his feathers, or even stick a piece of gum to his foot, he needed a little break.
A large stuffed bird in the corner of what seemed to be a very precise cave to Vore. He watched it, never seen a creature like it before. It had the same pelt as his kind, but its facial structure, and almost everything about it was different.
It didn't have any hands, or webbed wings, just all feathers. His muzzle was non-existent, a hard beak replaced it. So familiar, yet so different.
Vore struggled around to get a better view. Only wriggling on the spot and not moving any closer. Pevor's eyes strained to get a better look at the strange creature. Watching it.
Its eye flicked onto him.
Verde looked over at a meteor. It was odd, and rather ominous. He felt as if it was watching him- but that was crazy, meteors didn't watch people.
Verde blinked when he heard an announcement come over a loudspeaker, telling the people the museum would be closing soon. Verde decided once everyone left, he would go look at the meteor.
A muffled voice came over the loud speaker: " ALL VISITORS, PLEASE NOTE THE MUSEUM WILL BE CLOSING SHORTLY. " The sound scared Pevor out of his mind. He jumped, causing the crystal to crack slightly, Giving Vore some extra room.
Still staring at the 'stuffed' bird, which was now looking in his direction. The bird, was huge compared to the small wyvern.
Thank the great reptiles I'm in here" a thought rushed through his head.
Verde sat paintentley, waiting for the last of the people to leave the room. It almost seemed to take forever until the last person hurried out of the room as
The automatic doors slid shut with a click.
Verde waited for a minute, just to make sure no one came back in. After he was sure, he carefully stepped off his perch onto the hard floor, his claws clicking on the cold stone. He stretched his wings out, almost brushing a nearby exhibit
The so-thought 'stuffed' bird came to life before Pevor's gleaming eyes. Unsure of what to do, he let out a small, almost silent call.
Maybe this was a friend of my kind in this strange place?" The thought almost excited him. Maybe he was able to be freed?
Verde shook his feathers, then turned to the meteor. He walked over to it, peering over at the doors once, then back to the meteor.
As he gets up to it, he sees the form of some sort of animal in there. He tilts his head, getting a closer look at it, his eyes narrowing.
He had no idea what it was, but he had some feeling that it was alive.
The bird had moved right up to the meteor's surface. Petrified, Vore remained completely still, hoping it didn't notice him.
It seemed to work, untill Vore couldn't bear any longer, he swerved his head to the side, relieving its strain.
He froze again, realizing that he had moved in front of the enormous bird, proving he was awake.
Verde watched for a while, wondering if the animal was still alive, or if he was just imagining things. After a minute, the creature moved it's neck, showing that it was quite alive.
Verde raised one of his feet and tapped on the surface, wonder how in the world he would be able to get it out.
CLUNK! A sharp noise penetrated the crystal wall, it echoed around Vore's small frame frightening him.
The bird seemed less frightening when it was upclose, Vore tapped his muzzle on the glass in an attempt to communicate with it.
His movements loosened the crystal cave slightly, but his breathes where getting fewer. He had to get out.
Verde looked at the animal. It looked rather odd, like one of the real dinosaurs in the museum....
Verde then blinked a couple times, realizing that this dinosaur thing was in a meteor, and meteors didn't have much air in them by what he knew. He tapped on the surface of the meteor hard a few times with his claws, chipping it in places.
Hearing the chipping, Pevor's eyes shot down onto the strange bird. Was it helping him?
CROOOAAAK' the meteor groaned as it split down the center. Pevor's small lungs where overwhelmed by the sudden rush of fresh air.
It tasted bitter and smoky, almost polluted. Stunned from everything that just happened, Vore just remained completely still. Untill his eyes set back onto the bird.