[Penultima]

Unlike many adoptables, this species isn't a "quick adopt, get a whole bunch" kind. Each one is unique and special. Each has it's own story, history, and future. You, as a potential owner, will not only adopt it, but actually own it.

You can try out for multiple dinos, but you cannot own more that 1 untrained one at once.
Keep in mind--Tribesman and women wear armor or leather garments, not casual clothes like hoodies or jeans.
They also do not have very modern-like objects, like glasses, hats, swords, etc


What a strikingly colored dinosaur! It reminds me of lava!

Is this the one for you? Are you up for its capture?


Captured by: Korona Knight
Dino's Name: Inferno
Rider's Name: Marako Knight
Rider's Tribe: Mat'onit

[AirAngel]

ERMAHGERDNESS HE IS SO RESERVED

Your Username:
AirAngel :3

Dino's Name:
His name is Vulcan... Vulcan is the Roman god of fire and blacksmiths, so I thought that this was appropriate.

Your Rider's Name:
Evanlyn.

Evanlyn is a quiet, shy 15-year-old girl. She is rather skinny, has light brown hair, shadowy, dark-blue eyes, and somewhat tan skin. Evanlyn doesn't like to talk to people, simply because she has terrible speaking skills. She tumbles over words, can't pronounce them correctly, or just can't make her words flow together. People have laughed at the way she speaks, so now she doesn't talk at all- hardly. She isn't very comfortable around her fellow humans.
However, she is much happier around dinosaurs. They don't mock how she speaks, they don't laugh at her, and they stay her friend, no matter how many things she's ashamed of herself for...
Evanlyn's father disappeared when she was seven years old. He went out hunting alone one day, and he didn't come home. Her mother had to try twice as hard to manage Evanlyn and her younger brother, Leo- a troublemaker, but you couldn't help but love him. Though the tribe tried to pitch in, it just wasn't the same without her father. He had been in the process of teaching Evanlyn how to shoot a bow, because it seemed that only he was able to explain how to do it to her- everyone else didn't make sense. Now that he's gone, Evanlyn is left with half-knowledge- which doesn't help her very much.
Evanlyn's mother helps with war plans. She is very protective, and is against her daughter doing anything dangerous- which, of course, interferes with getting her own dinosaur. However, Evanlyn can get quite rock-headed- She'll figure something out. Something.

Your Rider's Tribe:
Mat'onit- I couldn't think of anything else being suitable <3

Do you plan to train this dino? (info on front page)
... Well. You doubt my connection to this dinosaur. There's no way I wouldn't train him, because there's no reason why I SHOULDN'T train him. It's a lot of fun to create stories and then actually use them.

[G1 Sunstreaker]

SO MUCH WANT -reserves-

Your Username:
Dino's Name:
Your Rider's Name: (create a human "character" who will capture, train, and ride this dinosaur)
Your Rider's Tribe: (list on front page)
Do you plan to train this dino? (info on front page)

[Immortalkitten]

Your Username
Immortalkitten

Dino's Name
I would name him Pompeii. Pompeii was a city in Italy that was buried in ash and pumice when Mt. Vesuvius erupted in 79 AD. It was rediscovered about 1500 years later, and most things in the city had been perfectly preserved under the ash, including bodies. The event matches the dinosaur's lava-colored skin.

Your Rider's Name


Your Rider's Tribe


Do you plan to train this dino?
Yes

WIP

[Salvon]

possible reserve

[Doglover37]

-Removed-

[Korona Knight]

My username is Korona Knight, but please, call me Korona or Kora; either works.

There was no doubt in my mind when I saw him; his name has to be Inferno. I've always had this fascination for that sort of coloring, where the creature is a black or gray in coloring, and between the scales or with certain markings, it glows a brilliant array of reds and yellows, creating a fiery, moving lava sort of feel. I even painted a dragon once with that sort of theme in mind, and have written several stories {including a chapter book on small dragons called Dragonii} that included creatures with that type of coloring. I try to only go for dinosaurs that will become true characters within themselves, and as soon as I saw this one, I knew I had to at least try out for it. The name Inferno is actually a variation of the name I gave to my small, painted dragon, FireHazard Inferno. Every part of the name means something. FireHazard is two words put together; fire, for his fiery looks, and hazard after a very special person in my life, who's nickname is HazMatt {hazard material}. Inferno is also for his fiery looks and personality. I think this dinosaur is a beautiful representation of the infatuation I have for these kinds of creatures, and therefore I'd like to name him Inferno, to embody all of my dreams about creatures like this.


The rider's name is Marako Knight, though he is most often called Mako as an easier alternative. He is the older brother of Korona Knight, and though thought to be dead, he is indeed alive. Because he wishes to be left alone, Mako often gives himself the name Marako Knix.
23 years old and going strong, Mako stands at a good 6 feet and 4 inches. Though a giant, he seems to still think himself smaller than he is, often causing him to bash into walls, doorways, tables, and the like. He has jet black hair and fiery gold eyes that seem to spark with life every time he blinks. It's been rumored that at night, his pupils slit, looking demonic, but this is just another tale of those with nothing better left to do of their days than ponder and question every action of others.
Unlike most, Mako's skin is fairly pale, due to his love for the night. His features are sharp and strong, giving him a deadly, poisonous handsome look, as if all who come near will perish, though it seems to only draw people nearer.
Mako has a larger build, and though slim, he easily outweighs many who are much overweight than he is; however, muscle is much heavier than fat.
He is very unapproachable, most admiring him from afar, though if you are brave enough to actually talk to the deep-voiced man, you'll find he isn't as scary as his exterior may appear. He's much easier going than his facade gives away, though he is still a bit rough around the edges. His social skills need a bit of work, and because of events that happened to him while he was in the desert, he is very secretive and hostile towards those who question who he is. He also doesn't talk about his history much, comfortable with keeping it a secret.

Mako was originally from the tribe of Mat'huen, which is where he wanders sometimes to spy on his family, seeing how they are doing and such. However, he has resided in Mat'onit. The tribe itself fit him better, as he is a more passionate, tempered man, and while the life of an outcast was fun, he much more enjoys the close knit, well known-ness of the tribe he is now a part of. No one in this tribe knows who he is or where he is from, and he doesn't plan on telling them.

I plan on training him the same way I trained Korona and Idolum; through writing. Writing is my passion, not to mention I am much better at writing than I am at anything else. I do plan to keep him active as well, and I believe this pair will become yet another "dream team" pair for me.

Mako sighed, taking another swig of his drink before leaning backwards in the wooden chair, his eyes trained on the darkened ceiling.
"'Ey, Mako, what'cha up ta now?" the bartender laughed, throwing a gap-toothed grin in his direction. The man merely sighed, shaking his own head in disgust.
"3 years today, B'ushar. 3 years."
The room grew rather silent, many beginning to listen in on the odd conversation. As Mako rose, many turned their eyes on him, his demeanor something they would have never expected. His black hair was raised in the front, held in place by some cactus water, and when he smiled, a small scar was visible on his left cheek.
B'ushar gave a throaty laugh, beckoning the young man over to him. "That beast of yours, eh? Lot's happened in 3 years."
"I know," Mako replied. 3 years ago, he left his family. 3 years ago, he has gained his companion. 3 years ago, life had changed forever for him.
"Well, don't leave us hanging. Go on; tell us a story!" B'ushar roared, followed by the cheers of everyone around him. All loved and adored the handsome knight.
Mako let out a small, rare chuckle, setting down in a taller chair, watching as everyone gathered around him. "When I was younger, about 18 or so years old, I began to get unhappy with my life. I realized my tribe was not for me, and that I needed to move on." He paused here, reliving some unknown facts, then proceeded. No one asked any questions about what he was thinking about.
"That's when I ran into him; Enriko. He was an amazing beast. He showed up to me, and I tell you what, I was struck by fear; fear and awe. This was my ride, and I was going to make it so. I eventually claimed him as my own, and we rode on together. I thought it would last forever...I suppose I was wrong."
Mako set down his drink, visibly struggling with the emotions deep inside of him. Everyone waited in hushed silence to see what would happen next, and many were disappointed when he suddenly stood up, walking swiftly out the door.
Out of sight, Mako let the first tear fall, many soon following. A heart breaking cry sprung from his chest. His dinosaur had been nothing special to anyone else; just a plain black Bernikesaurus, even its eyes a matching black. But to Mako, he was everything. A lifelong partner, a creature who held all his secrets.
His first day in battle had only been weeks after completing their training together. Their bond was closer than any could have imagined. They were in the first line, ready for anything to come at them.
That's when Mat'iri attacked.
The battle was short but fierce. Mako and Enriko had fought fiercely, but to no avail; it simply had not been enough. Enriko had been pierced in the heart by a spear, and died nearly instantly. Mako had been thrown off, fracturing his arm and a few ribs, but had scrambled over to his friend, in time to see the life drain completely out of his eyes.
Mako stopped walking then, wiping away a few tears. No one had known that kind of heartbreak that he was feeling; not in a long time. He didn't know what else to do.
In the distance, a flickering light caught his attention.
Easing up to the light, Mako nearly jumped in surprise at what was revealed to him. A sleeping Bernikesaurus lay curled up in a large ball. It was a deep black in color, with cracks along its neck and legs that were glowing with a bright intensity, looking like the mythical dragon he had always heard about.
The beast suddenly opened his eyes, glaring up at Mako and standing up, towering over the small human. Something flickered in the dinosaur's eyes, and Mako instantly recognized it.
"Enriko?"
The dinosaur snorted, shaking its head in confusion before darting off, its body sparking with small flames with every step. Mako watched the dinosaur run off, feeling dazed and confused, but sure of one thing.
That was his dinosaur, and this was his second chance.

[Kagome963]

Work In Progress

~*LunaStar*~


Marvelous ((Meaning Little Warrior))

Marcel proves to have a rather independent spirit and is very intelligent and proves to be a difficult one to catch. He does however show promising signs of being a mighty companion to the one brave enough to get close to him.

Male

Name: Baara
Origin/Meaning: Hebrew for Flame
Age: 19yrs
Gender: Female
Team: Mat'onit
SO: Straight
Mom: Unknown
Dad: Unknown
Brother(s): None
Sister(s): None
BoyFriend: Single
Wanted BoyFriend: Who would that be?
Crush(es): Havent met anyone worth crushing on
Kid(s): None
Adopted Kid(s): None
Breast Size:​ 48B
Hair Color/Length:​ Long and Red
Eye Color:​ Golden Yellow
Skin Tone:​ Light Tan
Height: 5ft 8inches
Weight: 166pounds
Theme Song: Katy Perry - Firework
Personality: She is head strong and will become fiercely protective and angered if anyone endangers anyone close to her.
​History: To Be Written

Mat'onit

WIP

Mostly Literature

Baara will be training this big guy using a gentle touch and a calm voice. Working to earn his trust before moving forward.

[saphira455]

Your Username: Saphira455

Dino's Name: Vulcanicae Libatis; it means 'Volcanic Destiny' in, obviously, Latin. My nickname for her is Cani, I am possessive of her, so only allow others to call her Vulcan (most people think she is a male).

Your Rider's Name: Dralka Excan (Flare)

Your Rider's Tribe: Mat'iri

Do you plan to train this dino?
Yes, I will most definately train her, most of the time in stories.

First encounter: I was traveling to my secret hot spring, so I could cool off. My friend was killed by somebody in Mat'iri! But nobody believes me when I say I know who it is. *lightly growls at the thought of him* Once I reach my special hot spring, I decide that this time, I would lay beside it. When I next opened my eyes to find a near glowing pair of golden eyes gleaming like gems. Startled, I jumped back and noticed that not only where the eyes golden, but so where the Bernikesaur's spikes and He... no, She seemed to be made of lava and metamorphic rock. I knew she was mine and I was hers, but it will take time before we trust each other. Even still, I could feel our bond, and decided I had to gain her trust. As I attempted to calm down and slowly approach her, but as I came within three yards she darted out of the seemingly shallow cave.

Does the dino have to be a he?

[Warrdog]

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