username~ NightFury.
name~ Gear
gender~male
personality~ Gear is a smart Fluffy dragon. With many attudies. He is cunning and fast. He like to be around other dragon and play alot. He acts like he is still a baby but he's not.
history~
"How may I help you?" he questioned nonchalantly. They were nothing to her - well, that was a lie. His blood drummed in his ears. He had trained one wolf to be like him - a male by the name of Lanax, but he had departed and Gear did not feel the loss of him.
"Just who do you think you are, young sir?" demanded the large male as he stepped forward. "You've caused quite a bit of discord among our kind,"
Gear held his head high. They were worthless. His fluffy ears flicked endlessly to hunt for any slight sounds of movement. This male's lackeys were eager to fight. The tension screamed it beautifully. He snickered cruelly. Males never changed.
"Either way, mister Lone Gear, wolves no longer feel comfortable with you around."
The male ignored her and continued on as if he was never interrupted. "as though you're a god - and that is unacceptable." His grey eyes were narrowed in Gear's direction.
Gear, however, only shrugged. He figured that they could talk all that they wanted. No one knew what he really looked like - all the stories told that she was the color of fire, and that the earth died at her paws. They told of a giant, when he was clearly not. "I do so hope to pass, now that you have made me lose my lunch and taken my time," he grumbled before stepping deftly forward to avoid the lunge of the male to his right.
By this point, Gear's anger was venom in his veins. He would lash out at the next unwanted behavior - and it came.
"That runt needs to be taken into custody!" cried one of the males. Gear turned on him and quickly had him pinned. He, surprisingly, put up quite a fight. A long gash rolled down her cheek afterwards, and Gear decided that he absolutely despised that sleek black male.
"Lone Gear," the male's voice sounded so different now. He looked so serious that Gear listened as though he was the only thing in the world. "We of the Thrylikó Mountain hereby take you into out custody until you can show that you are a civilized being and capable of living in the world without being a monster. Herd him up, boys."
It was impossible to mistake the satisfied grunts of the males. Apparently, he had gone from being legend to being a lowly outcast to whatever this pack was. The six herded around her and followed the lead of the leader male. It was next to no time before the hills shifted to a rocky terrain where the grass was rougher.
The six dispersed at the wave of the leader's tail. "My name is Lea, but I expect to be addressed as "Master" by you. You are a shadow to the pack. Members will only speak with you to give you orders and you are to obey them without hesitation. Understand?"
story/poem/art~
Once there lived a Fluffy dragon,
His name was Gear,'
He was a brave little one,
Doing what best,
Untill he grew up,
And stoped doing what was best.
other~ Beautiful <3