Post by Zephyr on Oct 17, 2008 18:47:42 GMT -5
Name: Zephyr
Age: Teenager
Gender: Male
Appearance: Slender and petite, it’s rather obvious from the first glance that this dragon is in no way a fighter. Then again, one might also mistake him for a female as well. His scales are a pearly white, a glimmering silver tip on each. Primarily quadrupedal, his limbs are all about the same length. Paws are small with four talon-tipped digits each; the forepaws contain a fifth opposable digit much akin to a thumb. His head is nearly equine in structure, with a delicate-looking snout, a pair of bony horns mounted toward the back of the skull amidst a silver downy “frill” that extends the length of his backbone, and small eye crests. Eyes are deep violet, with slitted, feline-like pupils and a darker ring around the iris. His wings are feathered rather than leathery, making his flight a little awkward at times. Tail is whip-like, with a small feathery crest adorning the tip.
Clan: Sun
Rank: Silver (in training?)
Abilities: His fire-breathing capabilities are severely limited; most of the time, all he can produce is a bit of smoke. This ceases to perturb him, however, because fire would only serve to hamper his unique ability—plant manipulation. He typically only uses this to force healing herbs to grow, though his fortress-like “nesting tree” is also a product of his ability.
Personality: Shy and gentle, Zephyr prefers to spend his time tending his garden plots and teaching dragonlings how to plant seeds and care for the resulting seedlings. He abhors conflict, and has a tendency to retreat to his tree when threatened. He fully understands that he is seen as being little more than a commoner himself, and acts accordingly. Has a submissive streak a mile long, and has been seen kowtowing to both commoners and higher-ranking dragonlings alike.
History: His parents, both Silver Dragons themselves, went missing before his egg hatched, leaving him in the care of the commoner Sun dragons. Where the two went is still a mystery, and Zephyr himself dreams of one day meeting them, even if only briefly. His life as a dragonling was marked by the status of his true parents; his peers would have little to do with him, afraid that he might “report them to the Blue Dragon” despite his inability to properly take on the Silver Dragon role due to his age. As he grew, he became more and more detached to those around him, preferring the company of the island’s flora to that of his own species. Currently, he is very close to becoming “of age” to accept the position of Silver Dragon, but seems to be indifferent to it.
Other Information: Posting color is lightsteelblue.
We concur—er, rather, I agree.
Age: Teenager
Gender: Male
Appearance: Slender and petite, it’s rather obvious from the first glance that this dragon is in no way a fighter. Then again, one might also mistake him for a female as well. His scales are a pearly white, a glimmering silver tip on each. Primarily quadrupedal, his limbs are all about the same length. Paws are small with four talon-tipped digits each; the forepaws contain a fifth opposable digit much akin to a thumb. His head is nearly equine in structure, with a delicate-looking snout, a pair of bony horns mounted toward the back of the skull amidst a silver downy “frill” that extends the length of his backbone, and small eye crests. Eyes are deep violet, with slitted, feline-like pupils and a darker ring around the iris. His wings are feathered rather than leathery, making his flight a little awkward at times. Tail is whip-like, with a small feathery crest adorning the tip.
Clan: Sun
Rank: Silver (in training?)
Abilities: His fire-breathing capabilities are severely limited; most of the time, all he can produce is a bit of smoke. This ceases to perturb him, however, because fire would only serve to hamper his unique ability—plant manipulation. He typically only uses this to force healing herbs to grow, though his fortress-like “nesting tree” is also a product of his ability.
Personality: Shy and gentle, Zephyr prefers to spend his time tending his garden plots and teaching dragonlings how to plant seeds and care for the resulting seedlings. He abhors conflict, and has a tendency to retreat to his tree when threatened. He fully understands that he is seen as being little more than a commoner himself, and acts accordingly. Has a submissive streak a mile long, and has been seen kowtowing to both commoners and higher-ranking dragonlings alike.
History: His parents, both Silver Dragons themselves, went missing before his egg hatched, leaving him in the care of the commoner Sun dragons. Where the two went is still a mystery, and Zephyr himself dreams of one day meeting them, even if only briefly. His life as a dragonling was marked by the status of his true parents; his peers would have little to do with him, afraid that he might “report them to the Blue Dragon” despite his inability to properly take on the Silver Dragon role due to his age. As he grew, he became more and more detached to those around him, preferring the company of the island’s flora to that of his own species. Currently, he is very close to becoming “of age” to accept the position of Silver Dragon, but seems to be indifferent to it.
Other Information: Posting color is lightsteelblue.
We concur—er, rather, I agree.
