Post by fia on Dec 2, 2007 11:51:24 GMT -5
Name: Fia ~ Meaning 'A flickering fire'
Age: (The dragon equivalent of a 13-year old)
Gender: Female
Species: Dragon (Sun)
Description: Well, she's definately not the flashiest dragon around, instead being simple in build, with four neatly proportioned legs, ending in five-toed feet with sharp claws. She has a long but not trailing tail, ending in a spade. Her neck is long but not extremely, her head is almost equine in appearance (with the obvious differences of fangs and two horns). She has fan-like membranes for ears. Her eyes are sapphire-blue, but if she loses her temper, they glow scarlet. She has no excess frills or spikes, only simple ridges along her spine. One odd thing about her is the fact that she has no scales. Instead, she has a thick, smooth hide. It's color is a dull brown-gold , like chromatic copper. And while this may seem something to be ashamed of, she uses it to her advantage, to blend into rocky or dusty surroundings. Her wings are bat-like and transparent. In size, she's small, but that's because she's young. She'll get bigger. Currently she's small for a dragon, but big for one of her age.
Personality: She's intelligent (though by no means a genious) and quick-thinking. Her life is lived on the edge, to Hell with the safe and secure lifestyle. She's been known to wander into Dark dragon territory because it's a bad idea. She's a fierce fighter, with a can-be-obvious aggressive streak. She likes to fight, and is quite happy to run into potential enemies. However, she likes meeting new friends, too. Once you gain her friendship, you'll never lose it. Her trust is hard to gain (except rare occasions where she takes an immediate liking to someone) but even harder to lose. She's a loyal friend and dedicated companion. The last thing she would ever do is hurt a friend. She's extremely over-protective, don't mess with anyone she cares about. You'll wind up as a smoking heap of tiny little pieces.
One thing she will NOT stand to see is a person being picked on. If there's someone the entire world thinks is a freak or dangerous in some way, the first thing she'll do is rush up to them and ask who they are. Then she'll make sure no one bothers them again. She can be gentle if she wants, and unless provoked is pretty much carefree. It's just that her fuse is about two inches long, and already lit. And she's stubborn. Very. It could be called unreasonable. And her level of coc'kiness- uh, I mean confidence, is higher than she can fly. And she loves to fly. More than anything.
One more thing. She is prone to fits of rage and unconrolled anger. If she gets angry enough, she sort of loses it.Her eyes with flash scarlet and she'll start blowing fire all over the place, starting with the object of her anger, then moving onto her surroundings. Sometimes she smashes or tears things apart, and if she's really mad, she'll attack nyone who gets too close. Fortunately, these 'outbursts' usually only last for a few minutes before she calm down. A whack over the head is also helpful, if you can get near enough.
History: Hatched in the a large group of dragons, she was the only female hatchling among a multitude of clutch-brothers. This, rather than having a bad effect on her, only made her stronger and more able to stick up for herself. Both her parents, however, were relatively peaceful and disapproved of fighting inside the group. This only made her more determined to live a fighting lifestyle, and her 'rebelious' behavior started up. Meaning she would sneak into areas she wasn't supposed to, because danger meant excitement and excitement meant fun!
Over the years, she refused to outgrow this behavior. She improved it. Her wanderings took her further and further away from her group and, once, into Arbol Shidver. She got such a shouting for that, she hasn't been there since, but she plans to. And she plans to visit Serantipy, one day.
Recently, she found a 'hidden' cave in a deep, windy ravine and claimed it as her 'secret base'. She goes there frequently, but without telling anyone.
RP Example: A draconic head poked out of some bushes, sharp eyes peering around. No one there. Great!
Fia launched herself off the cliff, dropping about a hundred feet before spreading her wings and settling into a glide through the ravine. A gust of wind buffeted her and she growled.
"Stupid wind," she growled, but she wasn't angry. Just complaing for the heck of it. "I'm in a hurry! Blow in the right direction!" Yes, she was talking to the wind. No, she wasn't crazy. Just goofing around. But she was in a hurry. She had to get to her secret base before her father found-
A loud and very authorative roar echoed through the ravine and alerted her to her father's presence. She quickly swerved to the left and sped in the opposite direction, away from her base.
She was met at the end of the ravine by her very exasperated father, who simply shook his head and took off for home. The young dragon grumbled, but followed. She'd go tomorrow...
Age: (The dragon equivalent of a 13-year old)
Gender: Female
Species: Dragon (Sun)
Description: Well, she's definately not the flashiest dragon around, instead being simple in build, with four neatly proportioned legs, ending in five-toed feet with sharp claws. She has a long but not trailing tail, ending in a spade. Her neck is long but not extremely, her head is almost equine in appearance (with the obvious differences of fangs and two horns). She has fan-like membranes for ears. Her eyes are sapphire-blue, but if she loses her temper, they glow scarlet. She has no excess frills or spikes, only simple ridges along her spine. One odd thing about her is the fact that she has no scales. Instead, she has a thick, smooth hide. It's color is a dull brown-gold , like chromatic copper. And while this may seem something to be ashamed of, she uses it to her advantage, to blend into rocky or dusty surroundings. Her wings are bat-like and transparent. In size, she's small, but that's because she's young. She'll get bigger. Currently she's small for a dragon, but big for one of her age.
Personality: She's intelligent (though by no means a genious) and quick-thinking. Her life is lived on the edge, to Hell with the safe and secure lifestyle. She's been known to wander into Dark dragon territory because it's a bad idea. She's a fierce fighter, with a can-be-obvious aggressive streak. She likes to fight, and is quite happy to run into potential enemies. However, she likes meeting new friends, too. Once you gain her friendship, you'll never lose it. Her trust is hard to gain (except rare occasions where she takes an immediate liking to someone) but even harder to lose. She's a loyal friend and dedicated companion. The last thing she would ever do is hurt a friend. She's extremely over-protective, don't mess with anyone she cares about. You'll wind up as a smoking heap of tiny little pieces.
One thing she will NOT stand to see is a person being picked on. If there's someone the entire world thinks is a freak or dangerous in some way, the first thing she'll do is rush up to them and ask who they are. Then she'll make sure no one bothers them again. She can be gentle if she wants, and unless provoked is pretty much carefree. It's just that her fuse is about two inches long, and already lit. And she's stubborn. Very. It could be called unreasonable. And her level of coc'kiness- uh, I mean confidence, is higher than she can fly. And she loves to fly. More than anything.
One more thing. She is prone to fits of rage and unconrolled anger. If she gets angry enough, she sort of loses it.Her eyes with flash scarlet and she'll start blowing fire all over the place, starting with the object of her anger, then moving onto her surroundings. Sometimes she smashes or tears things apart, and if she's really mad, she'll attack nyone who gets too close. Fortunately, these 'outbursts' usually only last for a few minutes before she calm down. A whack over the head is also helpful, if you can get near enough.
History: Hatched in the a large group of dragons, she was the only female hatchling among a multitude of clutch-brothers. This, rather than having a bad effect on her, only made her stronger and more able to stick up for herself. Both her parents, however, were relatively peaceful and disapproved of fighting inside the group. This only made her more determined to live a fighting lifestyle, and her 'rebelious' behavior started up. Meaning she would sneak into areas she wasn't supposed to, because danger meant excitement and excitement meant fun!
Over the years, she refused to outgrow this behavior. She improved it. Her wanderings took her further and further away from her group and, once, into Arbol Shidver. She got such a shouting for that, she hasn't been there since, but she plans to. And she plans to visit Serantipy, one day.
Recently, she found a 'hidden' cave in a deep, windy ravine and claimed it as her 'secret base'. She goes there frequently, but without telling anyone.
RP Example: A draconic head poked out of some bushes, sharp eyes peering around. No one there. Great!
Fia launched herself off the cliff, dropping about a hundred feet before spreading her wings and settling into a glide through the ravine. A gust of wind buffeted her and she growled.
"Stupid wind," she growled, but she wasn't angry. Just complaing for the heck of it. "I'm in a hurry! Blow in the right direction!" Yes, she was talking to the wind. No, she wasn't crazy. Just goofing around. But she was in a hurry. She had to get to her secret base before her father found-
A loud and very authorative roar echoed through the ravine and alerted her to her father's presence. She quickly swerved to the left and sped in the opposite direction, away from her base.
She was met at the end of the ravine by her very exasperated father, who simply shook his head and took off for home. The young dragon grumbled, but followed. She'd go tomorrow...
