Conceited Composer wrote:|Tarben the Pragmatic|17|Viking|Location: His house|Dragon: Ember|Tags: Willa|
"Oh yes, that one gets herself into a whole mess of trouble on a daily basis," Gunborg replied with a touch of humour.
"I keep her under control," Tarben said indignantly, crossing his arms with an amused expression. "For the most part."
|Ember|Monstrous Nightmare|Adolescent|Location: Training Academy|Rider: Tarben|Tags: Open
Though frustrated, Ember dipped her head to Toothless, bidding the Night Fury a silent goodnight. The hunter smell wasn't so close anymore. She followed the other dragons to the stables, where she saw the Death Song and her human from earlier. She also noticed that Tarben's friend Skye was here. Paying them little heed, she found an empty stall nearby and circled inside it, breathing fire around the spot she was going to sleep in.
|Brenna Stormborn|16|Location: Viking Hut|Tags: Rouge|
The bed was harder than Brenna was accustomed to, but not uncomfortable. She tossed and turned restlessly as she mulled over the difficult position she was in. Am I doing the right thing? This was not the first time the thought had entered her mind that night. She glanced over at the arrowhead necklace that was sitting on the little bedside table. A dragon rider killed Mom, she reminded herself. They might not be all they seem.
|Stormchaser|Skrill|Adolescent|Location: Berk Beach|Tags: Raya, Benron, Nettal, Sirene, Alexis, Lightningstrike, Shelltoe, Morlil|
Stormchaser warbled in assent, following close behind Raya to show that he wanted to stay with her.
He glanced back at Sirene. "There's a healer in the village who will help you if you want," he told her.
|Magna "The Spitfire" Eldrsdóttir|17|Location: Berk Wilderness|Tags: Wildfire|
"Thanks!" Magna chirped, happy that the Stormcutter had understood what she had said. She bit into the fish without thinking, burning her mouth almost instantly, of course. This resulted in many a muttered curse and much drinking of river water. It was probably the millionth time she'd done something like that, but Magna never seemed to learn. After she had waited a short while for the fish to cool, she took a bite into it. She smiled as the delicious flavours washed over her tongue - although it was quite burnt, she could still taste.
Toothless huffed out a breath slightly annoyed at this turn of events, he wanted a fight since he hadn't physically fought another dragon since before Hiccup had become chief.
Willa smiled as she finished her food.
Can someone else rp as him pleaseThe BasicsName: Siren
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Breed: Deadly Nadder
Colouration: Lavender with a white underbelly and golden yellow wing tips
Eyes: Blue
Scars/birthmarks: a scar on his right side over his eye and another down his side, both from hunters, the scar over his right side has made him blind in that eye
Digging DeeperSexuality: Straight
Personality: He's very skittish around most Dragons and quite a few humans. He can be mean when he wants to be. But once you earn his trust he's the best friend you'll ever have. He hates most humans.
Likes: Fish, bathing, tracking, playing, flying
Dislikes: Eels, Smaller Dragons
Fears: Humans
History: Born to a nest of unusually colored Nadders he was raised like most others of his kind, however he was out exploring and when he got home his siblings were in cages and his parents were dead. He attempted to escape however he wasn't able to fly very well. He's since escaped but holds a deep mistrust of humans, especially hunter's. Though maybe the right human will be able to make its way into his heart.
Personal RelationsFriends: Other Nadders, and a few Nightmares
Family: Dead
Rider: None (Will be Skye).
Relationship with rider:
