The Age of the Dragon Riders open and accepting!

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"You can stay here as long as you want." Beck replied happily. He was overjoyed to have company, he couldn't be friends with any of the humans because all they wanted was to catch Kynth. Violette was a dragon rider, and she was looking for a place to stay. He'd never been happier. Kynth could tell, she padded the floor with her claws and chirped happily as Beck brought the plate of food to the girl.

[ShadowsEternalFlame]

Accepted)) violetta smiled at jim thanking him as she began to eat. She finished up and helped clean the dishes before slowly approaching kynth and looking at Beck. "May i?" She asked to approach the dragon.

[minyards]

"If she's okay with it." Beck mumbled dismissively. He leaned back on a wall, watching Kynth's movements carefully. Hopefully she wouldn't act defensive, but usually she was a good girl. Kynth bounced happily and stepped towards Violetta. She chirped and jumped up and down lightly, to show her enthusiasm.

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She smiled. "You're absolutely beautiful." Violetta crooned some of the sparkle reyurning to her blue eyes as she scratched under kynth's chin. "Its such an honor to meet another dragon." She said with a bright voice. "How old are you?"

[emango23]

Fern / Flask | Rider / Dragon | Woods

the dragon curled and cut through the air like a water snake, it's body writhing and stretching and climbing upwards into the sky. It rose higher and higher, until it could rise no more, lingering at it's maxim for a few moments before shooting downwards, it's lone, piercing shriek echoing faintly over the woods that it had claimed as it's own for that night. Upon it's back, just below it's neck perched a saddle, and upon that saddle perched a rider. His body was downwards, flush to his dragon as it made it's descend from the sky, his single working eye becoming blurred and watery from the speed that they were going, his knuckles white on the reins and the saddle that he was gripping onto, thighs pressed for dear life into the vibrant scales of his dragon. This was the sort of flying that Fern enjoyed most, the heart-stopping sense of infinite freedom as they plummeted down to earth only to (hopefully) rise again. They were nearing the treeline now, growing closer and closer to the void, though he urged Flask onward, who gave a snort and continued with eagerness, the ground surging up from below them, closer and closer until Fern pulled at the reins, his entire body pulling upwards as Flask was flicked out of his descent, his tail nearly crashing against the ground as they once again flew upwards, above the treetops, simply gliding now before dropping off at a small sheet of cliff, the rider unstrapping himself from his dragon's back, landing on the ground with a soft thump, his heart still racing with adrenaline.

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Brooke Waters

Name: Brooke Waters
Age: 13
Gender: female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Crush: N/A
Dragon Rider?: Yes
Dragon: Firren
Personality: Shy, skittish, nervous, adventurous

Firren

Name: Firren
Gender: Male
Crush: N/A
Rider: Brooke Waters
Personality: Stubborn, Sarcastic, Hot-headed. Gentle only towards loved ones and obviously Brooke. Extremely protective of his rider. He's a gentle giant in her presence.
Firren is actually fairly light and agile, he lithe, and smaller than the other dragons. His scales can turn any colour, providing camouflage, and he spits out a burning venom form two fangs at the top of his mouth, in the place of fire. The venom melts what it touches, but it only affects organic material. It is only deadly if ingested, or if it comes into contact with a victims eyes.

might use this instead

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[center][quote]|[url=http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/wingsoffire/images/8/8b/Glory_the_dragon.jpg/revision/20141102231804]Brooke Waters[/url]|Female|13 y/o|Heterosexual|
|[i]Shy, skittish, nervous, adventurous[/i]|[/quote]


[quote]|[url=http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/wingsoffire/images/8/8b/Glory_the_dragon.jpg/revision/20141102231804]Firren[/url]|Male|
|[i]Stubborn, Sarcastic, Hot-headed. Gentle only towards loved ones and obviously Brooke. Extremely protective of his rider. He's a gentle giant in her presence.[/i]|
|[i]Firren is actually fairly light and agile, he lithe, and smaller than the other dragons. His scales can turn any colour, providing camouflage, and he spits out a burning venom form two fangs at the top of his mouth, in the place of fire. The venom melts what it touches, but it only affects organic material. It is only deadly if ingested, or if it comes into contact with a victims eyes.[/i]|[/quote][/center]

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Accepted ) )

[dragonscales10]

|Brooke Waters|Female|13 y/o|Heterosexual|
|Shy, skittish, nervous, adventurous|

Brooke's sleeping in the curve of Firren's neck.

|Firren|Male|
|Stubborn, Sarcastic, Hot-headed. Gentle only towards loved ones and obviously Brooke. Extremely protective of his rider. He's a gentle giant in her presence.|
|Firren is actually fairly light and agile, he lithe, and smaller than the other dragons. His scales can turn any colour, providing camouflage, and he spits out a burning venom form two fangs at the top of his mouth, in the place of fire. The venom melts what it touches, but it only affects organic material. It is only deadly if ingested, or if it comes into contact with a victims eyes.|

Firren walked along gently, thinking thoughts. They had fled from Brooke's home only weeks ago, because of him. Someone had attacked their village, burning down living spaces, and killing families. He escaped with a sobbing Brook minutes before the barn they were in collapse into a heap of flaming rubbish. He shook his head, moving the memory to the back of his mind. He focused on Brook, checking to see if she was awake, but all he could hear going on inside her head was a low hum of dreams and memories. (Someone can spot them, as they are nearing the main camp unknowingly.)

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Im going to make a second character. Im changing the limit of riders per person to two.))

[aseling]

Ａｓｈｅ ♤
ｈｕｍａｎ
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ⊰ ＴＨＥ ＲＥＢＥＬＬＩＯＵＳ ＳＰＩＲＩＴ ⊱ ▬▬▬▬
♤ gender: female. ♤ age: 16 years old ♤ location: flying above a forest(?). ♤ feeling: calm
♤ tags: Kier.

ooc;; open.

Ashe heard the shriek of another dragon, slightly jumping not expecting the sudden noise. Her dragon eyed Ashe, but she just smiled and rubbed her hand on his purple-black scales. He just huffed and faced forward. It seemed like hours the two were flying before finding a small clearing in the trees and rest. The white haired girl pointed and whispered to Kier where to go. The loyal dragon agreed and begun his descent down to the earth. As her dragon touched the earth, she sighed, after a few moments she swung her right leg over the dragon's back and slid down. She stood still, regaining her balance, and getting used to standing on solid ground as well.