ｗｅ ｗｉｌｌ ｒｉｓｅ } open

[doriengray]

ｅ ｍ ｅ ｌ ｉ ａ
• female • location; cave • tagged; open • crush; n/a • mate;na •
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Emelia twitched her tail in anger and she turned to look at him, her eyes narrowed. "Fine then." she said simply, opening her wings. She pushed into the air and flew away, coming to land in the forest near the river. She shook her body and growled to herself, plodding down to the waters edge where she bent her head and lapped up the water. She heard footsteps and looked up, realising she had scared away a herd of deer. She watched with little interest as they scurried away in the forest, and she layed herself down. The water was clear enough to see fish swimming, so she concentrated on them and decided she was getting a little bit hungry. She rose, and raised her foot, waiting for the perfect time. When a fish swam to close to her, she swung, her claws connected with the fish. She brought it to her mouth and killed it, before gulping down.

[subtle fox]

(Geben is open, I suppose. He's down by the lake eating a fish.)

Geben

Male - 437 years old - By the lake

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As Geben preened the last of the fish's blood and scales out of his own scaled hide he watched a young dragon, also fishing in the lake. This dragon was a female, he was certain; and likely had only half a century on him, probably a bit more. Like him she had blue scales, but they were mostly the colour of the scales he had on his flanks. Which were a nice blue, but he liked his scales better. He shined up the last few, admiring how they shined in the sunlight, then settled down to watch the other dragon with his wings splayed out around him to dry.

[spaghetticatto]

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

The dragons amber optics turned to the cave grigori motioned to. Letting out a grunt of agreement - since that was the only sound he could muster with his mouthful of prey, he beat his wings, sending him sailing over to the mountains. He turned his black bodice around, to see grigori following him at high speed. Fanir exposed his plated belly to the air, and flipped around so he was facing the mountains path once again. Beating his wings and holding his tail sraight out in the air to guide him, he flew over to the mountains trying to get there first. Fanir shot a glance of amusement over at grigori, and then continues to glide, his wings straight out as he rode the wind.

[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 ;; mountains ■ tags ;; fanir □ age ; 1050 ■ mate ;; n/a □

Grigori saw a amusement grow on Fanir's face as he surged forward to the cave, her own amusement spread across her face as she picked up the pace and sailed underneath Fanir raising her tail and running it along his underside before moving sharply in front of him cutting him off. She pumped her wings faster. One...two..three..four strokes of her mighty white wings sent her around 30 or so metres ahead of him. She flicked her tail with pure joy looking back at him her blue eyes had a glint of mystery in them.

She was still holding the deer as she came closer to the mountain she looked down at the mass of dead deer before thinking of a plan to land, she would throw the deer inside the cave before preparing herself to land and not to fall off the mountain like she recently did earlier in the day. Grigori looked down at the land slowing herself down to admire the beauty and freedom of the land, she smiled and tilted her wing to the right and circled for a moment before flying straight again. She spotted Emelia fishing again, away from the dragon she was talking to. Lifting her elegant cranium she took a deep inhalation of the air raising her wings upwards a little more closing her eyes. "This freedom is nothing I have ever felt before," she spoke to herself aloud, not caring if Fanir heard.

Δ M o r g a n Δ

"t h e g r e e d y , m e n a c i n g b e a s t o f t h e f l a m e"

■ male □ location ;; forest ■ tags ;; mystic □ age ; 958 ■ mate ;; n/a □

"I am Morgan, twin brother of Smaug." he growled as the dragon flew up onto his nose. He shook his head hoping to get the dragon off his face before moving around crashing, knocking and destorying trees and plants around him as he pumped his massive wings trying to get out of the midst of trees and nature. With two strokes of his mighty wings Morgan was out of the bush and in the air he threw his head from side to side hoping to fling to the dragon off his face. He looked at the tiny creature with his fierce gold eyes and asked "What is your name little one?". His wings moved slowly creating a steady rhythm and a calming hum as they moved up and down slicing through the air. He laughed, a deep booming laugh as she stated about the view, he looked around as he did so before returning his gaze to the interested but alert dragon. "Yes it's very nice," he commented smoothly.

[OakHybrid]

♔ Δ R Σ S ♔

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male • 896 years old • alpha male • tagged; aaleyah

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Ares instantly lifted his head at the sound of another dragon coming in to land.
He lifted his neck, straining for a better view, until he saw Aaleyah's white form emerge from the trees. He relaxed, seeing it was someone familiar.
"Hello, Aaleyah," he replied, dipping his head in greeting.
He pulled his neck up, glancing around the woods. It was quiet and still, with the occasional birdsong. "How was your morning?" he asked in an attempt to spark a conversation. He wasn't the best with social conversation, but he could at least try.

☸ м y ѕ т ι c ☸

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female • 322 years old • tagged; morgan

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Mystic clung on to his scales as he started to shake her off. Her wings eventually lost it's grip, but at least she was able to stay airborne by herself. "I'm Mystic," she replied, flying far enough where the beating of his wings wouldn't disturb her winds too much. "I've heard of Smaug before. 'Didn't know he had a brother," she said, looking down to see her bag was still held safely by her back claws. "How long have you lived on the island for?"

{{ I'm sorry, my muse is very low today

[notactive]

[Anyone open for Forteras?]

[doriengray]

anyone open for emelia? c: }}

[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 ;; mountain ■ tags ;; fanir □ age ; 1050 ■ mate ;; n/a □

Grigori saw a amusement grow on Fanir's face as he surged forward to the cave, her own amusement spread across her face as she picked up the pace and sailed underneath Fanir raising her tail and running it along his underside before moving sharply in front of him cutting him off. She pumped her wings faster. One...two..three..four strokes of her mighty white wings sent her around 30 or so metres ahead of him. She flicked her tail with pure joy looking back at him her blue eyes had a glint of mystery in them.

She was still holding the deer as she came closer to the mountain she looked down at the mass of dead deer before thinking of a plan to land, she would throw the deer inside the cave before preparing herself to land and not to fall off the mountain like she recently did earlier in the day. Grigori looked down at the land slowing herself down to admire the beauty and freedom of the land, she smiled and tilted her wing to the right and circled for a moment before flying straight again. She spotted Emelia fishing again, away from the dragon she was talking to. Lifting her elegant cranium she took a deep inhalation of the air raising her wings upwards a little more closing her eyes. "This freedom is nothing I have ever felt before," she spoke to herself aloud, not caring if Fanir heard.

Δ M o r g a n Δ

"t h e g r e e d y , m e n a c i n g b e a s t o f t h e f l a m e"

■ male □ location ;; ■ tags ;; mystic □ age ; 958 ■ mate ;; n/a □

Morgan stared at Mystic as she moved away from his wings knowing that his massive wings and the wind he was creating could throw her small muscular wings off balance. As she asked the question he thought of how he travelled through the human land destorying and creating chaos throughout the kingdoms and villages. "I've lived here for a month but I miss creating trouble for the puny humans," he replied as a soothing humming in his chest began to rise as he remembered the memories of burning buildings, walls and people before he turned his attention back to Mystic. "what about you?" he asked turning his head so a curious gold eye was on her.

;; he is so evil xD

[spaghetticatto]

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

There was a whistle of wind, and fanir felt the faint touch on his belly plates. Looking down, he saw grigori sail beneath his bodice, then rises to cut him off abruptly. Fanir let out a surprises screech and held his wings out, halting himself. Stunned, he hovered in the mid air for about five seconds- enough time for grigori to fly quite a distance in front of him. Letting out a roar, he twisted, his tail twirling around himself, and dove down - spreading his wings out. He stopped so he was a fair way below the white dragon, and beat his wings, catching up to the female. Beating his wings and kicking the air, he rose up next to grigori again, a look of mischief glinting in his kind eyes. Grigori spiralled down to the earth,, and the drake plummeted after her, a trail of thin smoke leaving his nostrils as the air cloaked his snout. The faint sound emitted from grigori - but fanir could not piece the wording together, so he dismissed it. "Look over there." the drake said, jutting his cranium towards a cave. It was merely a rockfall, that had created a rather large crevice in the mountain. It would be perfect to store their prey.

[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 ;; ■ tags ;; □ age ; 1050 ■ mate ;; n/a □

Grigori watched impressed as Fanir caught up to her quickly following her every move with a sharp accuracy that she'd never seen before in an older dragon like herself. She smiled at the thought that they were similar but then followed his gaze to where he pointed out a perfect cave to hold they prey, a large gust of wind came through the land and shook Grigori's wings like a plane when hitting turbulance. She pumped her wings once raising them as high as they can go before quickly moving them downwards, she sailed forwards quickly and when she came to the cave she hovered for a moment looking at the cave, she looked to Fanir and flew backwards. "Stand back I'm going to try something," she ordered. She pumped her wings faster and harder and rocked her legs back and forth, back and forth before swooping towards the cave, legs first. She brought her wings to her head in a diamond before letting go of the prey, she quickly opened her wings and let the 20 deer fly into the cave on the the ledge. Grigori roared proudly with her efforts and turned back to Fanir to see if he was impressed.

Δ M o r g a n Δ

"t h e g r e e d y , m e n a c i n g b e a s t o f t h e f l a m e"

■ male □ location ;; ■ tags ;; mystic □ age ; 958 ■ mate ;; n/a □

Morgan stared at Mystic as she moved away from his wings knowing that his massive wings and the wind he was creating could throw her small muscular wings off balance. As she asked the question he thought of how he travelled through the human land destorying and creating chaos throughout the kingdoms and villages. "I've lived here for a month but I miss creating trouble for the puny humans," he replied as a soothing humming in his chest began to rise as he remembered the memories of burning buildings, walls and people before he turned his attention back to Mystic. "what about you?" he asked turning his head so a curious gold eye was on her.
;; he is so evil xD