Kyrisa of Garnet Dovahkiith
Jun 8, 2013 15:36:57 GMT -5
Post by dragon on Jun 8, 2013 15:36:57 GMT -5
Name: Kyrisa
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Birthdate (Season): Winter
Rank: Wingrider
Wing (if applicable): Rising Tides
Play by: Emilia Clarke
Family: Father: Rider Ar'jorn of blue Lycath Mother Astrid of Green Nihmoth; no siblings or other family worth noting *feel free to adopt my charrie's parents though I'd appreciate being PM'd by whoever decides to adopt em, and if asked I am open to ppl making sibs/cousins whatever if asked via PM*
Physical Appearance: normal attire
Besides this outfit Kyrisa also wears Riding Gear when flight training with Dovahkiith. As well as a much nicer outfit for special events, never a true 'dress' however as she is not that big a girly girl. this is why her clothes are mostly herdbeast hide; since she loves romping around and manages to get into some positions that would destroy a less sturdy clothing choice. This doesn't mean she dresses like a wild child all the time, her "nice" clothes are just prettier boys clothes.
She is somewhat tan in skin tone with smudges of dirt more often than not. Unless she was cleaned up for a party or something. Her hair is somewhat long and white-blonde in color with deep green eyes. Her skinny frame belies the fact that thanks to all the effort she puts into training with Dovahkiith has resulted in a compactly muscled body. So to a point she looks like she's got a Runner's build though her musculature is slimmer than a males predictably.
Personality:
Much like her pets and partner, this hard working female can be both kind and gentle as well as hard hitting and protective. It all depends on those she's around, kids in general and friends in particular see the loving half of her protective side. Bullies on the other hand get the snippy bit of it. Usually her short buts of snark are all thats needed to sort things out. Having a sizable partner to back oneself up doesn't hurt though. Even when Dovahkiith isn't helping make a bully back off however the girl still loves her deeply. Even when she argues agains asking to be assigned to any other wing than the Queen's Wing. She knows Dovahkiith thinks Kyrisa is afraid to be a part of the action.
But this isn't entirely true, she's more terrified of losing Dovahkiith to thread than anything. She tries very hard to hide this behind the façade of working as hard as possible however. As well as diverting Dovahkiith by pointing out they see plenty of action helping to keep the clutchers who can't flame safe from thread. While the girl abhors lying she feels this half-truth is necessary. However she does not like being lied to by others. Which occasionally results in Dovahkiith holding her back from a potential argument. As that never helps Kyrisa out of her loop of anger if she laid out everyone she got in a snarkfest with.
Besides exercising with Dovahkiith and occasionally Mehrune, another hobby of Kyrisa's is learning how to play the Ocarina type instruments. She's no Harper to be certain but she's got the basics down enough that she can tune all she likes without someone asking what feline she's skinning. She finds it highly amusing that often when she starts a tune she ends up with two singing flits and even Dovahkiith tries to hum along as well. Though the two flits occasionally 'dance' which distracts Kyrisa into laughing too hard to play her tune. Not that the female minds she knows its all in fun after all.
History:
Being a Weyrbrat Kyrisa lived in the Weyr all her life, though she knew the value of hard work. Even before she started Standing for clutches she had tried her best to help where she could once she was old enough to leave the Creche. Usually being found helping in the Kitchens or out near the animal pens. But back then she was usually helping care for the younger kids in the Creche to try and help the Creche workers when she wasn't helping outside the Creche. As she got older and gained more responsibilities she did try her best not to let other things distract her. It didn't always work out but she succeeded often enough that she didn't really irritate anyone.
Around the age of 13 turns in the fall her training as a Candidate started up, with her getting a whole new set of tasks practically every sevenday. Not that she minded much, the training was important and she didn't want to let her parents down. So she did her level best not to be seen as a shirker or the like; rarely taking a break at her tasks unless commanded to do so lest she pass out. So her first few months of Candidacy went, coming to a boil until her first time Standing. Which ended thankfully with few injuries but also her left standing. She did her best to avoid letting this get to her however. After all next clutch might have her friend in it.
As she'd been taught the girl had kept all but happy, positive thoughts from entering her mind. So as to avoid fouling up her chance at Impression, a task made easier as she registered her own little cheering squad of her parents,and her parent's dragons. She had been polite to the clutchmother and her rider so she hoped that had accounted for something. Then there had swiftly been no room for such speculations. As eggs had hatched in near rapid succession; spilling their gangly egg-wet contents on the sands.
Kyrisa had tried her best to avoid moving more than needed but she couldn't help an occasional flick of focus to her left or right as she saw dragons choose their riders...or deem someone unfit via a claw or nip. But a particularly puppy-like blur of garnet practically bowling her off her feet brought her focus to the clutch. Or rather; to the rainbow regard staring up into her face as she felt warm playful acceptance emanate from the baby dragon Kyrisa, wanna play? you look like you would be a fun playmate for Dovahkiith. Thus did Kyrisa's role as Candidate end and Weyrling begin; amid congratulations and cheers from her friends and family.
At first her life didn't alter over-much; she was still training, just in a different way. But as her partner reached a full turn her parents visited their lil weyrling with a gift. A pair of firelizard eggs; and a bowl of meat bits. So Kyrisa got to re enact the night she impressed to her Dovahkiith with a baby gold and bronze flit-pair. Between Weyrling training and raising this new duo, Kyrisa had been quite busy at this time in her life. Though as her new small friends got bigger they started to unwittingly assist in keeping their workhorse of a human from working herself to a nub. As well as keeping her from not feeding herself; usually by making the 'we're hungry' fuss but then not accepting food. This had the unforeseen effect of confounding their human. At least until Dovahkiith explained what she thought the two were trying to do.
Though as the days wore on and the dragon-pair grew in knowledge and strength the time approached when Dovahkiith would Rise for her Maiden flight. She had been caught by a kind hearted smallish brown, whose Rider had tried not to make this first time too terrible for the younger woman. The clutch wasn't too spectacular; being comprised of fighters for the most part and at least three duds. But it at least had a hand in trying to repopulate Alietran Weyr. Though thankfully for Kyrisa she wasn't made a mother at a still somewhat young age. She had a manic enough time with her flit pair after all. As well as surviving the last couple turns of Weyrlinghood. So she was for the most part a Wingrider by now, just with a few things she needed to learn left.
Despite how she heard stories of how poorly Holders and Weyrfolk got along she didn't let it bug her as she trained with Dovahkiith. After all she felt the same way her parents did. The Dragonriders had a duty to protect those who had no defense against thread. And this is what usually sparks an argument between the somewhat overly adventurous woman and her puppy-like lady-dragon. though they'll generally kidd and make up mere minutes later. Neither likes to see the other despondent after all. When Kyrisa argues with dovahkiith; despite words not being vocalized Mehrune and Dagon tend to blink away to their person's weyr or the weyr of one or the other of her parents till things calm down.
Pets
Name: Mehrune
Species: Firelizard
Gender: female
Age: 3 turns
Birthdate (Season): fall
Color: Gold
Physical Appearance: her base color is a pretty bright golden color, with slightly deeper gold markings along the edge of her wing-sails, underside of her belly tail and neck. So for the most part she is almost a mix of antique gold and brighter new gold. As well as dark, almost copper; antiqued gold markings around her eyes and down her neck similar to the marks on Dagon. A shade of palest white-gold adorns her toes and split tail tips. As well as the trailing edge of her wings. Her hide, paired with her eyes which are usually a calm happy blue; makes this gold flit look a good deal like a little gem-eyed statue when she's not moving rare though that is.
As far as her build goes, she is practically genetically made to make the boys work to catch her, as she has some nice musculature to her frame. Particularly in the wing area as well as the legs, after all one needs to have strong take off gear to aid in getting airborne. her powerful flit-sized body however is not only ideal for making the boys exert themselves to catch her, but also when she hunts. Giving her the power to rise in the sky before executing a wicked dive to end the days of some unsuspecting prey in the water in a way not unlike a Terran bird of prey might do when its fish they seek.
Personality:
Calm, but with an attitude about her that would suggest she would very much take exception to her miss being hurt by anyone. As such; she is almost quicker than her bronze comrade to leap to the defense of their human. Though she doesn't silently acquiesce to the orders to cease trying to lash out at those who wrong her miss. Instead trying to argue trillingly in response to being told not to hurt someone. Though she will 180 almost instantly and try to apologize for arguing oddly enough, least where Kyrisa is concerned if Mehrune started to feel she had upset her human worse by arguing. Anyone else however would get a begrudged 'sorry' type action and only at nudging from Kyrisa.
However she may be a "Queen" and may see Dagon as a protector at times; but during a Flight this Golden beauty is a real Warrior of the Sky. She feels that any who chase her must prove they're worthy of her by showing that their Eyes are quick enough to follow her and their wings quicker yet to actually catch her. But even with the Entitled, occasionally haughty attitude this gold firelizard is surprisingly good with small children of all sorts, be they pet human or in Dovahkiith's case baby dragon. This however might mean anyone who comes near a child Mehrune is currently near might be hissed or snipped at if said child of any sort gave off visual signals of being scared of whoever was approaching.
When she has a clutch she is fiercely protective of her eggs, even worse than if she decides to protect a child aged anything. Though she won't prevent her babies from finding their people; she just won't let anyone but Kyrisa, the father of the clutch, or Dovahkiith close until they are ready to hatch. in the days before her Flights its fairly obvious to all she's soon to Rise; as she is snappish and short with anyone who she thinks just slighted her. Yet she will be oddly flirty with all the boy firelizards in the Weyr as long as they keep their distance. Except for Dagon anyway, and even Kyrisa's not sure if its just because the duo were raised together or something else.
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Name: Dagon
Species: Firelizard
Gender: male
Age: 3 turns
Birthdate (Season): fall
Color: Bronze
Physical Appearance: possessed of large wind-sails for wings as a full grown bronze firelizard and a slim appearance to both neck and tail. He is a finely built fellow; though his legs being slender are rather misleading as he is fairly strong for a creature his size as well. His base color is the bright coppery-brown shade of new-made bronze with markings akin to tear streaks from around his eyes down the sides of his neck in a darker shade of old tarnished bronze. These marks are the only out of the norm markings he has otherwise he's your usual bronze. His eyes are usually a calm happy blue, unless Mehrune or Kyrisa need "protecting" then he is likelier seen with reddish tinted eyes.
Like his "friend" Mehrune; Dagon uses his body's attributes to aid in more than just Flights. Though he's a touch less graceful in a hunting dive than his Golden lady-friend. So, whereas Mehrune is a Rapier Dagon is almost a mace or a battleaxe in terms of how they're both swift but have differing levels of how heavy a hit they produce. As despite his slim look this boy is a compactly powerful ball of muscle ready to defend those who he deems need him most.
Personality: Can be a real charmer when he wants to be, as well as very much the little hero. He also is possessed of a kind heart; if someone has a sad around him he will do what he can to help them stop feeling down. Though he does still need to learn that not everything can be solved by munching a trundlebug; as that's his go-to snack to try and cheer people up. Though he is slowly understanding that any two-legs would much rather have one of the flaky-things with sweet in them than a bug. So this well-meaning male flit could become a rather serious problem to the Kitchen staff during a Gather if every other hour or so a bubbly pie or some cookies go missing.
During a Flight Dagon doesn't take part in any sort of underhanded antics, he'd be far more intent on finding the pretty ladyflit he's chasing a small treat or a shiny thing than jostling his competition. After all one cannot win a Flight if one gets their wings tore up by overzealous competitors. If he does win a Flight however he tries his best to be a good provider for the mother of his clutch; running food to her, helping turn the eggs if she allows him to touch. Those sorts of things are just part of who he is. Though he also doesn't seem to try and act like he's so much better than other males, and even if he is protective of his friend Mehrune he doesn't immediately chase other boys off unless they upset her.
These instances are when he reveals a warrior side to his attitude, playing the part of loyal knight defending his queen. Or Queens if he's trying to pull this same act for Kyrisa with a human who made her feel uncomfortable. Despite how he knows his person appreciates this he is easily confounded by her attempts to train it out of him where certain people are involved. But he doesn't argue it; simply going along with it. After all he doesn't think it counts as being naughty if his person can't catch him making her perceived enemies regret making her miserable.
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Dragon
Name: Dovahkiith
Gender: Female
Color: Garnet
Size: 38 feet from nose to tailtips.
Age: 4 turns
Birthdate (Season): Winter
Physical Appearance: Like most of her kind, Dovahkiith is built equally for endurance and speed. Though physically its almost as if someone took an older Brown's wings and slapped them on a mid-size blue dragon's body then painted it an iridescent red with yellow/orange shimmering throughout under the less metallic and almost more rainbowesque sheen. Not even her rider is entirely certain if Dovahkiith will grow into her wings or if they'll always be just a size too big. This is only a serious handicap to the peppy creature when it happens to be especially windy outside and she needs to walk to get somewhere that happens to be out in the open. As her wings will catch the wind fairly easily and like as not make the Garnet sort of tilt and stumble for a bit unless her Rider tries to get on her back and actively try to help hold Dovahkiith's wings down.
Though as Dovahkiith grew larger this sort of solution ceased to be so effective, as her legs had become a tad longer with every growth spurt, which made clambering on-top of her a bit harder every day even when Dovahkiith crouched. eventually they did slow up till Dovahkiith was standing at the height of a largish brown thankfully. However, with her long gracefully built neck and tail; she may look bigger than she really is. She won't ever be ridiculously out of proportion, she'll just look it on first glance to those unused to seeing her. Thankfully Her facial structure did eventually level out to something akin to a wolf, but somewhat largish at the back of her head much like an equine. As it stands however she still has a bit of a faint puppyish look to her face even as an adult; which is one of the many reasons she can still act cute.
Its also a bit amusing to both Rider and Dragon to note that the yellowy-orange markings on her hide almost mimic the 'brindling' some canine's have marking their hides. Though for Dovahkiith its only along her spine and stops about level with her wing-shoulders before her underside and muzzle darken to a deep vibrantly shimmering red. So her back, the base of her wings and along her tail have more of the yellow and orange tones than the underside of her neck belly and muzzle.
Personality: As if to capitalize on her puppy-like features, this particular Garnet has all the personality of a playful canine pup. To the point that no matter if her Rider had just had the worst day possible anything this Garnet does will make the girl giggle. Though Dovahkiith also has moments where she's just as bad a spazz as a kitten if something reflective zips past her or she sees a spot of light somewhere. Kyrisa is still trying to get Dovahkiith to not pounce EVERY reflective thing she sees as the girl worries that her Garnet is going to pounce someone who would NOT appreciate a sudden Garnet glomp.
So far Dovahkiith has only learned not to glomp any HUMAN targets; though she sort of fudges up when she thinks nosing them enthusiastically doesn't count. Which will likely eventually get her rider and herself in a spot of trouble if the duo isn't careful. This is only her attitude on the ground thankfully, as she is just as passionately into her training to be a fighter of Thread as her Rider is. Though she personally thinks Kyrisa is a bit sun-addled for wanting her to stick in the Queen's Wing when Dovahkiith thinks she'd be a much larger help in another wing.
So needless to say, even though these two love each other very much; they can still butt heads with the best of them. But Dovahkiith feels no matter what; even if Kyrisa doesn't agree they should fight in the Normal Wings, that Her Rider still loves her far more than words would ever express. However in a Flight she might be a passionate lover but she loses a good bit of her usual playful attitude, as she picked up on Mehrune's attitude of 'if they want me they will sharding well have to work to catch me' in a mating flight. After the Flight however for a time she will be very passionately into the father of her Clutch, whether Kyrisa shares that attitude for the Rider of the dragon who flew Dovahkiith is another matter.
When not focused on training or a male dragon this puppy in garnet hide is a ball of energy that needs near-constant exercise to settle down. Which might have put a different rider in a foul mood but Kyrisa loves running and exercise almost as much as her dragon.
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Gender: Female
Age: 17
Birthdate (Season): Winter
Rank: Wingrider
Wing (if applicable): Rising Tides
Play by: Emilia Clarke
Family: Father: Rider Ar'jorn of blue Lycath Mother Astrid of Green Nihmoth; no siblings or other family worth noting *feel free to adopt my charrie's parents though I'd appreciate being PM'd by whoever decides to adopt em, and if asked I am open to ppl making sibs/cousins whatever if asked via PM*
Physical Appearance: normal attire
Besides this outfit Kyrisa also wears Riding Gear when flight training with Dovahkiith. As well as a much nicer outfit for special events, never a true 'dress' however as she is not that big a girly girl. this is why her clothes are mostly herdbeast hide; since she loves romping around and manages to get into some positions that would destroy a less sturdy clothing choice. This doesn't mean she dresses like a wild child all the time, her "nice" clothes are just prettier boys clothes.
She is somewhat tan in skin tone with smudges of dirt more often than not. Unless she was cleaned up for a party or something. Her hair is somewhat long and white-blonde in color with deep green eyes. Her skinny frame belies the fact that thanks to all the effort she puts into training with Dovahkiith has resulted in a compactly muscled body. So to a point she looks like she's got a Runner's build though her musculature is slimmer than a males predictably.
Personality:
Much like her pets and partner, this hard working female can be both kind and gentle as well as hard hitting and protective. It all depends on those she's around, kids in general and friends in particular see the loving half of her protective side. Bullies on the other hand get the snippy bit of it. Usually her short buts of snark are all thats needed to sort things out. Having a sizable partner to back oneself up doesn't hurt though. Even when Dovahkiith isn't helping make a bully back off however the girl still loves her deeply. Even when she argues agains asking to be assigned to any other wing than the Queen's Wing. She knows Dovahkiith thinks Kyrisa is afraid to be a part of the action.
But this isn't entirely true, she's more terrified of losing Dovahkiith to thread than anything. She tries very hard to hide this behind the façade of working as hard as possible however. As well as diverting Dovahkiith by pointing out they see plenty of action helping to keep the clutchers who can't flame safe from thread. While the girl abhors lying she feels this half-truth is necessary. However she does not like being lied to by others. Which occasionally results in Dovahkiith holding her back from a potential argument. As that never helps Kyrisa out of her loop of anger if she laid out everyone she got in a snarkfest with.
Besides exercising with Dovahkiith and occasionally Mehrune, another hobby of Kyrisa's is learning how to play the Ocarina type instruments. She's no Harper to be certain but she's got the basics down enough that she can tune all she likes without someone asking what feline she's skinning. She finds it highly amusing that often when she starts a tune she ends up with two singing flits and even Dovahkiith tries to hum along as well. Though the two flits occasionally 'dance' which distracts Kyrisa into laughing too hard to play her tune. Not that the female minds she knows its all in fun after all.
History:
Being a Weyrbrat Kyrisa lived in the Weyr all her life, though she knew the value of hard work. Even before she started Standing for clutches she had tried her best to help where she could once she was old enough to leave the Creche. Usually being found helping in the Kitchens or out near the animal pens. But back then she was usually helping care for the younger kids in the Creche to try and help the Creche workers when she wasn't helping outside the Creche. As she got older and gained more responsibilities she did try her best not to let other things distract her. It didn't always work out but she succeeded often enough that she didn't really irritate anyone.
Around the age of 13 turns in the fall her training as a Candidate started up, with her getting a whole new set of tasks practically every sevenday. Not that she minded much, the training was important and she didn't want to let her parents down. So she did her level best not to be seen as a shirker or the like; rarely taking a break at her tasks unless commanded to do so lest she pass out. So her first few months of Candidacy went, coming to a boil until her first time Standing. Which ended thankfully with few injuries but also her left standing. She did her best to avoid letting this get to her however. After all next clutch might have her friend in it.
As she'd been taught the girl had kept all but happy, positive thoughts from entering her mind. So as to avoid fouling up her chance at Impression, a task made easier as she registered her own little cheering squad of her parents,and her parent's dragons. She had been polite to the clutchmother and her rider so she hoped that had accounted for something. Then there had swiftly been no room for such speculations. As eggs had hatched in near rapid succession; spilling their gangly egg-wet contents on the sands.
Kyrisa had tried her best to avoid moving more than needed but she couldn't help an occasional flick of focus to her left or right as she saw dragons choose their riders...or deem someone unfit via a claw or nip. But a particularly puppy-like blur of garnet practically bowling her off her feet brought her focus to the clutch. Or rather; to the rainbow regard staring up into her face as she felt warm playful acceptance emanate from the baby dragon Kyrisa, wanna play? you look like you would be a fun playmate for Dovahkiith. Thus did Kyrisa's role as Candidate end and Weyrling begin; amid congratulations and cheers from her friends and family.
At first her life didn't alter over-much; she was still training, just in a different way. But as her partner reached a full turn her parents visited their lil weyrling with a gift. A pair of firelizard eggs; and a bowl of meat bits. So Kyrisa got to re enact the night she impressed to her Dovahkiith with a baby gold and bronze flit-pair. Between Weyrling training and raising this new duo, Kyrisa had been quite busy at this time in her life. Though as her new small friends got bigger they started to unwittingly assist in keeping their workhorse of a human from working herself to a nub. As well as keeping her from not feeding herself; usually by making the 'we're hungry' fuss but then not accepting food. This had the unforeseen effect of confounding their human. At least until Dovahkiith explained what she thought the two were trying to do.
Though as the days wore on and the dragon-pair grew in knowledge and strength the time approached when Dovahkiith would Rise for her Maiden flight. She had been caught by a kind hearted smallish brown, whose Rider had tried not to make this first time too terrible for the younger woman. The clutch wasn't too spectacular; being comprised of fighters for the most part and at least three duds. But it at least had a hand in trying to repopulate Alietran Weyr. Though thankfully for Kyrisa she wasn't made a mother at a still somewhat young age. She had a manic enough time with her flit pair after all. As well as surviving the last couple turns of Weyrlinghood. So she was for the most part a Wingrider by now, just with a few things she needed to learn left.
Despite how she heard stories of how poorly Holders and Weyrfolk got along she didn't let it bug her as she trained with Dovahkiith. After all she felt the same way her parents did. The Dragonriders had a duty to protect those who had no defense against thread. And this is what usually sparks an argument between the somewhat overly adventurous woman and her puppy-like lady-dragon. though they'll generally kidd and make up mere minutes later. Neither likes to see the other despondent after all. When Kyrisa argues with dovahkiith; despite words not being vocalized Mehrune and Dagon tend to blink away to their person's weyr or the weyr of one or the other of her parents till things calm down.
Pets
Name: Mehrune
Species: Firelizard
Gender: female
Age: 3 turns
Birthdate (Season): fall
Color: Gold
Physical Appearance: her base color is a pretty bright golden color, with slightly deeper gold markings along the edge of her wing-sails, underside of her belly tail and neck. So for the most part she is almost a mix of antique gold and brighter new gold. As well as dark, almost copper; antiqued gold markings around her eyes and down her neck similar to the marks on Dagon. A shade of palest white-gold adorns her toes and split tail tips. As well as the trailing edge of her wings. Her hide, paired with her eyes which are usually a calm happy blue; makes this gold flit look a good deal like a little gem-eyed statue when she's not moving rare though that is.
As far as her build goes, she is practically genetically made to make the boys work to catch her, as she has some nice musculature to her frame. Particularly in the wing area as well as the legs, after all one needs to have strong take off gear to aid in getting airborne. her powerful flit-sized body however is not only ideal for making the boys exert themselves to catch her, but also when she hunts. Giving her the power to rise in the sky before executing a wicked dive to end the days of some unsuspecting prey in the water in a way not unlike a Terran bird of prey might do when its fish they seek.
Personality:
Calm, but with an attitude about her that would suggest she would very much take exception to her miss being hurt by anyone. As such; she is almost quicker than her bronze comrade to leap to the defense of their human. Though she doesn't silently acquiesce to the orders to cease trying to lash out at those who wrong her miss. Instead trying to argue trillingly in response to being told not to hurt someone. Though she will 180 almost instantly and try to apologize for arguing oddly enough, least where Kyrisa is concerned if Mehrune started to feel she had upset her human worse by arguing. Anyone else however would get a begrudged 'sorry' type action and only at nudging from Kyrisa.
However she may be a "Queen" and may see Dagon as a protector at times; but during a Flight this Golden beauty is a real Warrior of the Sky. She feels that any who chase her must prove they're worthy of her by showing that their Eyes are quick enough to follow her and their wings quicker yet to actually catch her. But even with the Entitled, occasionally haughty attitude this gold firelizard is surprisingly good with small children of all sorts, be they pet human or in Dovahkiith's case baby dragon. This however might mean anyone who comes near a child Mehrune is currently near might be hissed or snipped at if said child of any sort gave off visual signals of being scared of whoever was approaching.
When she has a clutch she is fiercely protective of her eggs, even worse than if she decides to protect a child aged anything. Though she won't prevent her babies from finding their people; she just won't let anyone but Kyrisa, the father of the clutch, or Dovahkiith close until they are ready to hatch. in the days before her Flights its fairly obvious to all she's soon to Rise; as she is snappish and short with anyone who she thinks just slighted her. Yet she will be oddly flirty with all the boy firelizards in the Weyr as long as they keep their distance. Except for Dagon anyway, and even Kyrisa's not sure if its just because the duo were raised together or something else.
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Name: Dagon
Species: Firelizard
Gender: male
Age: 3 turns
Birthdate (Season): fall
Color: Bronze
Physical Appearance: possessed of large wind-sails for wings as a full grown bronze firelizard and a slim appearance to both neck and tail. He is a finely built fellow; though his legs being slender are rather misleading as he is fairly strong for a creature his size as well. His base color is the bright coppery-brown shade of new-made bronze with markings akin to tear streaks from around his eyes down the sides of his neck in a darker shade of old tarnished bronze. These marks are the only out of the norm markings he has otherwise he's your usual bronze. His eyes are usually a calm happy blue, unless Mehrune or Kyrisa need "protecting" then he is likelier seen with reddish tinted eyes.
Like his "friend" Mehrune; Dagon uses his body's attributes to aid in more than just Flights. Though he's a touch less graceful in a hunting dive than his Golden lady-friend. So, whereas Mehrune is a Rapier Dagon is almost a mace or a battleaxe in terms of how they're both swift but have differing levels of how heavy a hit they produce. As despite his slim look this boy is a compactly powerful ball of muscle ready to defend those who he deems need him most.
Personality: Can be a real charmer when he wants to be, as well as very much the little hero. He also is possessed of a kind heart; if someone has a sad around him he will do what he can to help them stop feeling down. Though he does still need to learn that not everything can be solved by munching a trundlebug; as that's his go-to snack to try and cheer people up. Though he is slowly understanding that any two-legs would much rather have one of the flaky-things with sweet in them than a bug. So this well-meaning male flit could become a rather serious problem to the Kitchen staff during a Gather if every other hour or so a bubbly pie or some cookies go missing.
During a Flight Dagon doesn't take part in any sort of underhanded antics, he'd be far more intent on finding the pretty ladyflit he's chasing a small treat or a shiny thing than jostling his competition. After all one cannot win a Flight if one gets their wings tore up by overzealous competitors. If he does win a Flight however he tries his best to be a good provider for the mother of his clutch; running food to her, helping turn the eggs if she allows him to touch. Those sorts of things are just part of who he is. Though he also doesn't seem to try and act like he's so much better than other males, and even if he is protective of his friend Mehrune he doesn't immediately chase other boys off unless they upset her.
These instances are when he reveals a warrior side to his attitude, playing the part of loyal knight defending his queen. Or Queens if he's trying to pull this same act for Kyrisa with a human who made her feel uncomfortable. Despite how he knows his person appreciates this he is easily confounded by her attempts to train it out of him where certain people are involved. But he doesn't argue it; simply going along with it. After all he doesn't think it counts as being naughty if his person can't catch him making her perceived enemies regret making her miserable.
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Dragon
Name: Dovahkiith
Gender: Female
Color: Garnet
Size: 38 feet from nose to tailtips.
Age: 4 turns
Birthdate (Season): Winter
Physical Appearance: Like most of her kind, Dovahkiith is built equally for endurance and speed. Though physically its almost as if someone took an older Brown's wings and slapped them on a mid-size blue dragon's body then painted it an iridescent red with yellow/orange shimmering throughout under the less metallic and almost more rainbowesque sheen. Not even her rider is entirely certain if Dovahkiith will grow into her wings or if they'll always be just a size too big. This is only a serious handicap to the peppy creature when it happens to be especially windy outside and she needs to walk to get somewhere that happens to be out in the open. As her wings will catch the wind fairly easily and like as not make the Garnet sort of tilt and stumble for a bit unless her Rider tries to get on her back and actively try to help hold Dovahkiith's wings down.
Though as Dovahkiith grew larger this sort of solution ceased to be so effective, as her legs had become a tad longer with every growth spurt, which made clambering on-top of her a bit harder every day even when Dovahkiith crouched. eventually they did slow up till Dovahkiith was standing at the height of a largish brown thankfully. However, with her long gracefully built neck and tail; she may look bigger than she really is. She won't ever be ridiculously out of proportion, she'll just look it on first glance to those unused to seeing her. Thankfully Her facial structure did eventually level out to something akin to a wolf, but somewhat largish at the back of her head much like an equine. As it stands however she still has a bit of a faint puppyish look to her face even as an adult; which is one of the many reasons she can still act cute.
Its also a bit amusing to both Rider and Dragon to note that the yellowy-orange markings on her hide almost mimic the 'brindling' some canine's have marking their hides. Though for Dovahkiith its only along her spine and stops about level with her wing-shoulders before her underside and muzzle darken to a deep vibrantly shimmering red. So her back, the base of her wings and along her tail have more of the yellow and orange tones than the underside of her neck belly and muzzle.
Personality: As if to capitalize on her puppy-like features, this particular Garnet has all the personality of a playful canine pup. To the point that no matter if her Rider had just had the worst day possible anything this Garnet does will make the girl giggle. Though Dovahkiith also has moments where she's just as bad a spazz as a kitten if something reflective zips past her or she sees a spot of light somewhere. Kyrisa is still trying to get Dovahkiith to not pounce EVERY reflective thing she sees as the girl worries that her Garnet is going to pounce someone who would NOT appreciate a sudden Garnet glomp.
So far Dovahkiith has only learned not to glomp any HUMAN targets; though she sort of fudges up when she thinks nosing them enthusiastically doesn't count. Which will likely eventually get her rider and herself in a spot of trouble if the duo isn't careful. This is only her attitude on the ground thankfully, as she is just as passionately into her training to be a fighter of Thread as her Rider is. Though she personally thinks Kyrisa is a bit sun-addled for wanting her to stick in the Queen's Wing when Dovahkiith thinks she'd be a much larger help in another wing.
So needless to say, even though these two love each other very much; they can still butt heads with the best of them. But Dovahkiith feels no matter what; even if Kyrisa doesn't agree they should fight in the Normal Wings, that Her Rider still loves her far more than words would ever express. However in a Flight she might be a passionate lover but she loses a good bit of her usual playful attitude, as she picked up on Mehrune's attitude of 'if they want me they will sharding well have to work to catch me' in a mating flight. After the Flight however for a time she will be very passionately into the father of her Clutch, whether Kyrisa shares that attitude for the Rider of the dragon who flew Dovahkiith is another matter.
When not focused on training or a male dragon this puppy in garnet hide is a ball of energy that needs near-constant exercise to settle down. Which might have put a different rider in a foul mood but Kyrisa loves running and exercise almost as much as her dragon.
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