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[c a v a l i a.]

☁ G r i g o r i ☁

"t h e w h i t e n i g h t m a r e"

■ female □ location ;; river ■ tags ;; emelia □ age ; 1050 ■ mate ;; n/a □

A flash of blue scales caught the ironbelly's sharp eyes, Grigori snarled with delight and dived folding her wings she plummeted like a jet towards the blue, the sight of a young dragon with a freshly killed pig awoken the aggressive beast she was and Grigori opened her wings at the last minute and soared above the trees circling the young dragoness watching her with keen eyes as she dined on the ball of fat. The pearl white dragoness extended her back legs forward once again in attempt to land and grabbed the top of an oak tree and sat calmly her eyes focused on the blue dragon.

Her lips peeled back as Grigori lost her footing for a second but luckily her thumbs caught her, the long spikes protruding from the back of her wings sliced off a couple of branches as she struggled to remain on the tree. That struggle ended as Grigori roared a painfully loud and piecing roar and took off into the air, she hated not being able to land properly. Moving away from the trees and the blue dragon Grigori landed heavily and messily on the bank of the river sending pebbles flying everywhere. A deer that was standing by skidded on the pebbles in a struggle to get away and Grigori with one swift movement of her head snatched the creature in her massive jaws crushing it and then swallowed it whole. She watched as the rest of the deer's herd bolted into the forest.

[spaghetticatto]

• Name;

Fanir

• Age;

one thousand nine hundred and seventy three.

• Species;

Targaryen dragon.

• Gender;

Drake.

• Dam;

Aliqu.

• Sire;

Zaragonzia.

• Siblings;

Gora & Shansay.

• Build;

Fanir is a medium sized dragon, with only two limbs, which are his hind legs and end in three hooked talons. He acquires a set of large wings, with retractable thumb claws, he mainly uses to climb trees and rocky mountains. Thick scales are all over his bodice, creating perfect protection. A large crown of horns is atop of his finely chiselled cranium, a series of hundreds of smaller spines running down his neck to his tail tip. A whip like tail ends his lithe bodice, which the brute uses to balance his weight evenly.

• Colour;

The Drake's entire bodice is a dark black, with red hues surrounding the bottom of his large wings & down his long neck.

• Eye colour;

A gold colour with noticeable flecks of russet surround his large optics.

• Personality;

Although the brute puts off a rather menacing first impression, he can be quite caring and considerate once you get to know him. He typically acts beyond his years, and is quite calm and collected. The brute is very territorial towards other Drakes, but is the total opposite towards females.

[doriengray]

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• female • location; river • tagged; grigori • crush; n/a • mate;na •
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The other female dragon startled Emelia, so much she let out a high pitched roar as the dragon flew above her. She watched the other closely before she flew away, and slowly, she rose to the sky, intent on following her. As unfriendly this dragon seemed, she was interested. Steady flapping took her to the place the other dragon had landed, and Emelia watched as she gulped down a deer. Her stomache rumbled even though she was no hungry, for she had just eaten a pig.
Carefully she lowered herself onto the nearest branch of the tree, but she seemed to have misread the size of the branch for it snapped due to her weight, and not having quick reflexes, Emelia was sent tumbling to the ground where she fell in a heap with a big huff.

Growling to herself, she lifted her head up easily, and wriggled her wings, making sure she had not broken anything. She didn't care if her legs were injured, because she flew everywhere anyway, but if her wings were injured she wouldn't be a very happy dragon. Only then did she realize she had fallen closer then she wanted to, her head barely 30 cms from Grigori's feet. She let out a startled roar and scrambled away, standing up and folding in her wings.



Accepted }}

[c a v a l i a.]

;; grigori is a grumpy bum >:3 and is a massive grumpy bum, oh yeah when I say "all fours" i mean the two thumbs on her wings and her back legs :3 and for a better understanding of her 'thumbs' (basically claws) here is a link to what they look like. http://www.instructables.com/files/deriv/F0B/236T/HKUCZCQQ/F0B236THKUCZCQQ.SQUARE3.jpg

☁ G r i g o r i ☁

"t h e w h i t e n i g h t m a r e"

■ female □ location ;; river ■ tags ;; emelia □ age ; 1050 ■ mate ;; n/a □

Grigori became slightly uncomfortable as she felt the presence of the blue dragon, she shook her body and stretched her massive wings making her look 10x bigger than normal before folding them neatly and cleaning the fur out of her teeth. She heard a loud snap and the sound of crashing Grigori whipped her head around and saw the blue dragon had landed next to one of her massive clawed feet, growling Grigori roared opening her wings again sending a dangerous warning display to the young dragon.

She watched as the dragon scrambled away and as soon as the dragon moved her head away from Grigori's foot, the older dragon moved her clawed foot stomping it hard where the dragon's head used to be. Grigori went down on all fours, her clawed thumbs scratching the pebbles on the ground. Her wings covered her sides as she moved forward her long neck extended out towards the blue dragon and her teeth bared. "Who are you?" she growled taking in one large smell of the blue dragon.

[doriengray]

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• female • location; river • tagged; grigori • crush; n/a • mate;na •
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Emelia wasn't one for violence, and she could tell she was much, much younger then this dragon. She had seen this dragon before, and had learnt her name. Grigori. Emelia opened her maws wide, flaring her large white teeth as Grigori made herself seem powerful.
"I am Emelia." she hissed back, letting her wings loosely unfold. She diggered her long claws into the ground, not as a sign of dominance, but as a clear sign that she was uncomfortable and felt very miniscule compared tot his dragon. Emelia whipped her tail back and fourth, wiping away the weeds that tickled her body. At the end of her tail, it was furry. She was not sure why her tail didn't end in a spike, but she didn't seem to mind. It was a good fly squatter.
"And you are Grigori." Emelia concluded, folding her wings in and closing her mouth. She fell back on her haunches as a sign of innocence and waited for the dragons reply.

[c a v a l i a.]

☁ G r i g o r i ☁

"t h e w h i t e n i g h t m a r e"

■ female □ location ;; river ■ tags ;; emelia □ age ; 1050 ■ mate ;; n/a □

Grigori snarled as she said her name, shifting uncomfortably. She also sat back on her hindquarters and let her wings relax she curled her tail around herself like a barrier and glared at Emelia with a large beady eye. "How do you know my name?" she hissed extending her neck and jaws towards the young dragon. How could anyone know her name? She had been kept in captivity all her life being tortured and experimented on unless a rumor got out of her being captive, Grigori pondered at the thought for a moment wondering how a rumor could get out about her. Grigori felt the usual sensation of tiny feet landing on her long back spikes pulling her head away from Emelia she looked behind her to see a small flock of birds sitting on her spikes, Grigori puffed out a bit of smoke and the birds ruffled the feathers unscathed from the smoke.

Ignoring the birds Grigori turned back to Emelia as she sat on her hindquarters looking rather innocent, the pearl white dragon rolled her eyes and got off her hindquarters and watched as the birds flew over her head into the sky. She moved her long thick tail behind her as she did a whole wave of pebbles moved along with it and the bare dirt and ground was all that was left from were her tail had been.

[spaghetticatto]

He walks with his wings, like C a v a l i a showed ; he uses them like his front feet.http://i4.mirror.co.uk/incoming/article ... hrones.png

- Male - 1973 years old - Tags - grigori & emilia - Mate - x -

The wind flowed off the tips of the Drake's wing tips as he soared through the air. The sky was a perfect aqua blue, with only several small clouds dotting its appearance. Fanir tilted his bodice to the left slightly, plummeting down to the earth in quite a graceful fashion. As he was about two feet away from the grassy earth, he spread his wings, resulting in his own brakes and he gently landed on his back pillars, digging his large talons into the soft earth. The scent of blood filled the air, the heavy metallic scent hanging in the breeze like a cloak. Leaning forward, he placed his strong wing claws against the grass, slowly prowling forward to where the scent was thick.

[doriengray]

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• female • location; river • tagged; grigori and fanir• crush; n/a • mate;na •
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"News is quirk to travel around this island, 'Grigori the grump.'" she laughed at her own joke, and bent her neck to snap at a butterfly who carelessly wondered towards her. Emelia glanced at Grigori, but she was not fazed with how she acted, for Emelia was a young, careless and energetic female who often did things before she thought better of them. She watched the birds fly away and tilted her head, watching them fly. It was cool how she wasn't the only flying thing on the island. Emelia then sensed someone near the area, and her body tensed. She might have been one of the first dragons here, but she didn't know every dragon on this island.

Now I feel like saying that this is exactly how Emelia walks and exactly what she looks like, ofcourse without the saddle ;p }}

[spaghetticatto]

- Male - 1973 years old - Tags - grigori & emilia - Mate - x -

Slowly, he showed himself, the thick leaves parting as he pushed through them. Scanning the clearing, he spotted a large pearly white female, with a slightly smaller dark blue female, clearly younger. Near them lay two carcasses of animals - completely unidentical now that they were completely torn apart. A slight breeze rustled the canopy of leaves above his head, and a small flock of birds flew over it - creating shadows on the luscious green grass. Fanir took a step towards the pair of dragons, holding his long tail in the most unthreatening way possible as his golden & russet eyes gleamed knowingly. The drake paused, awaiting both the dragon's responses to his presence.

[doriengray]

ｅ ｍ ｅ ｌ ｉ ａ
• female • location; river • tagged; grigori and fanir• crush; n/a • mate;na •
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Emelia widened her eyes when the unfamiliar dragon stepped through the trees. She had never seen him before. With a curious tilt of her head, she asked "Now who on earth are you?". It was quite odd, atually, how Emelia took everything with such a calm relaxed attitude. He was not showing any signs of attacking her, so why should she be unpleasant? A bug buzzed by her ear and she let out an annoyed huff as she shook her head. She hated insects, nothing but annoying worthless creatures.