Introducing the Wardenrain - Customize bases

STUFF:

You can call me Geek or Geekdom for short. I'm a girl, by the way.

Thank you, AllyNadderRider, for my profile picture!

My fandoms include *deep breath* Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, MLP, HTTYD, Marvel, Ranger's Apprentice, and Narnia.

Here are my OCs and adoptables:

First up is Allie, my main OC.

Her dragon is Excelsior, a stormcutter. The picture of her and Excelsior is by Scorpio Kardia, and the one of just her is by Pixel.

Allie's organized and practical, but still really absentminded at times. She's awkward around people she doesn't know very well and when it comes to muscles she's pretty wimpy, but she can whip up a pretty great strategy. If only people would listen to her when she tried to explain it. She really doesn't like hurting other people or animals, and that's not even including the fact that she feels queasy around blood.

Her weapon of choice is a hairbrush. Why? Even I don't know.

Then there's Kara.

Kara was an Outcast, but now she lives in Berk. It's a long story. I might write a fanfic about it... eventually. The razorwhip edit is by NadderMeGood. Drawing of Kara by MistyNight.

Kara is spunky and stubborn. She's tough as nails, and she's suspicious of any kindness. She grew up in a very dog-eat-dog world, after all. Her weapon is a warhammer, and she primarily rides a razorwhip named Shine, though the armorwing from the Battle for the Edge expansion and the singetail from the Return to Dragon Island expansion are also her dragons.

Next up we have Starr.

[No pictures of Starr currently]

I use her for next-gen roleplays. Starr has long, blonde hair and dark green eyes. Her bonenapper, Crypt, is still young and doesn't have a full armour. This picture of him is by TosiLohi.

Starr is shy and quiet. She really loves maps and mapping, and she's good at rock-climbing. Crypt is cocky and stubborn and refuses to listen to a word Starr says. She found him as an egg, which is why I have this awesome picture by Gorginia47:

Finally, there's Lissa.

[No pictures of Lissa currently]

She's another one for next-gen things. She's short and kind of pudgy, with black hair and grey-blue eyes. Her dragon, Santa Claws, is a battered red/white/green groncicle.

Lissa is really good with animals. She's kind and compassionate. Santa escaped from Drago a while ago, but his experience there left him scarred both emotionally and physically. Lissa was able to help him work through his trauma, and the two forged a powerfully unbreakable bond.

Here are my adoptables. On the newer ones (as of 10/17/16) the dragon species name is a link to the adoptable thread. If I get around to digging up some of the older threads I'll link them too, but that may not happen.

These are Ithil, Anor, and Earendil, my Spacial Beauties. They're siblings: moon, sun, and stars.

Ithil is named for the moon in Elvish, from The Lord of the Rings; he's playful and always ready for a romp and a good time. When vikings around him are drinking mead, he likes to take a sip, and he becomes very goofy and then falls asleep, soundly and for a long time.

Anor, on the other hand, is the sun. She is quieter and more reserved. She's very observant and sees a lot of things that go on in Berk. She likes napping in the sunlight, which her scales reflect blindingly. She loves plants and everything that grows, and often tries to help them along, with varying success.

Earendil's namesake is one of the brightest stars of Middle-Earth; she's shy and reserved. She loves to explore and find places where nobody's ever been before. She likes boats, and never gets seasick. Earendil can make the parts of her that look like stars glow brightly, even blinding those who threaten her or her friends. She hates spiders.

Name: Anuniaq

Species: Keelut

Backstory:

Starr was exploring the north with her boneknapper, Crypt, mapping the scattered islands. After she made camp one night, however, she discovered a lot of stores were missing the next day. She found doglike tracks running through the snow, but after she followed them for twenty yards, they disappeared. When she studied the depth and angle of the last tracks compared to the previous ones, though, it looked like it had taken flight, like it was a dragon--but what dragon had prints like a dog?

She sketched the prints in her notebook and set off through the air with Crypt to track the dragon. Though Crypt was not an exceptional tracker, he was able to follow the scent of the stolen food fairly well. They landed near a hollow, where Starr saw a smallish dragon devouring the last of her stolen supplies.

Using the rest of her supplies, she lured the dragon back to Berk. She soon found it had a curious mind and was eager for adventure, much like herself. The two formed a bond as Starr took care of the creature, who seemed to have been fairly hungry up in the north. She named the dragon "Anuniaq", a name that to those of the north she came from meant "Hunts for Food". Another translation was "Hunts for Knowledge", which was also accurate. Starr took Anuniaq with her often on her exploring journeys up north. Not only did the dragon get to visit her homeland again, she was also excellent at navigating the area, and her uncanny ability to locate food meant they could travel lighter, packing fewer supplies.

Adopted from: ladybrasa

Name: Buckbeak

Species: Thorny Sea Hound

Backstory:

Allie enjoyed sitting down to fish, getting a chance to just relax. Today, she'd borrowed a boat and was out fishing on the open ocean. Excelsior was circling the area, flying around. Allie had caught a lot of fish and was getting ready to return home when suddenly, many dragons swooped in on her and began attacking. She pulled out her hairbrush (her weapon of choice, don't judge) and swung it, but it passed right through the creatures. She was confused, but the dragons soon disappeared again. Odd.

When she turned around, she suddenly realized her entire day's catch had been stolen! Through the water, she caught a glimpse of a long purple creature sliding away through the water. She called Excelsior to her and followed it. It looked like some kind of dragon. She called Excelsior, mounted, and followed the new dragon.

Before long they caught up to it, sitting on the shore and eating the last of Allie's fish.  It was a beautiful dragon, and Allie walked up to it cautiously, not knowing how it would behave. It fixed her with a stare of its eyes, and somehow she felt it was sizing her up, deciding if she was worthy. She trusted her instincts about this, and also about what he was looking for. She kept her eyes open, not blinking, and stared it in the eyes as she gave it a short bow. It paused for a moment, then lowered its own head, returning the bow. Allie reached up and stroked its nose. The nose felt hard, kind of like a beak. In her mind, Allie began calling the dragon Buckbeak.

It lowered its neck, allowing her to mount, then took her for a ride across the top of the ocean. It was amazingly fast, and the water splashing her was cool and refreshing. Before long, it returned her to the rocky area, where Excelsior was waiting.

She took off, and Buckbeak didn't follow, but she often returned (especially on hot days) to visit him and go for a ride.

(Okay, maybe this dragon reminded me a bit of a hippogriff.)

Adopted from: WitcherForever

Name: Forest Light (Light for short)

Species: Cave Raider (Hatchling)

Backstory:

Lissa and Santa Claws, her groncicle, were out scouting the forest. They were so absorbed in watching the wildlife on the forest floor that they didn't notice the clouds beginning to gather until, with a rumble of thunder, the clouds opened up and poured down on them. Soaked through, Lissa turned back, but soon spotted a cave. She'd much rather stop there until the storm abated than head all the way back to Berk, and Santa seemed eager to reach shelter as well. Raindrops were freezing on his cold skin, weighing him down.

They landed in the cave, and Santa began ridding himself of the raindrops with his claws and teeth. Lissa started heading towards the back of the cave to explore. She thought she saw a faint glow ahead. Interested, she moved closer, then realized it was a dragon, and not just any dragon, a mother with a nest! She knew better than to mess with one of those, but it wasn't a dragon she'd ever seen before, and she was absolutely fascinated. So instead of backing away, she walked forward slowly. The dragon turned and growled at her, and Lissa noticed the glowing spines--fascinating! Hiccup would never forgive her if she let an opportunity like that go to waste. She lifted a hand. "It's okay," she whispered. If you used a high-pitched, fast voice, animals would get riled up, but a low and slow one would calm them, a fact Lissa knew well and would use to her advantage. "It's okay," she said again, forcing herself to be calm, practically exuding calm. Carefully, she reached up and stroked the dragon's nose soothingly.

Lissa wasn't a very talented girl, but this was where the talents she did have lay, in calming and understanding dragons, or any animal, really. She rarely used dragon nip, which felt like cheating to her. But this dragon was fairly calm already.

She grinned and started to walk towards the eggs, but a growl from the mother alerted her that she wasn't trusted that much yet. She backed away from the eggs, which seemed to earn her some more trust from the mother.

She continued to stroke that dragon, running her fingers down the neck, along the back, across the wings, down the tail. The dragon seemed to like that a lot, so Lissa continued for a while. In fact, what she was doing was memorizing the dragon's curves so she could describe it to Hiccup.

She heard the rain outside start to lessen and turned to head back outside, but the mother dragon made a little rumble that clearly meant, wait just one second. Then she turned to the eggs and nosed one towards Lissa, a foresty green one with bluer and yellower patches. The yellow patches glowed. Lissa gasped as she realized what the mother was telling her. Tenderly, she picked it up. "I'll take good care of it," she promised solemnly.

The glowing egg lit Lissa's way back through the tunnel, and she found Santa all ready to go. The rain had stopped now, so she mounted up, still holding the egg carefully, and headed back to Berk to tell Hiccup. He was excited she'd discovered a new species, and when the egg hatched, he sketched it from every angle while Lissa tried desperately to convince the dragon (who she'd named Forest Light) to sit still. He was a curious, adventurous fellow, and he loved riding on Santa when Lissa went anywhere. He was incredibly loyal and never left her side, and though he was extremely reluctant when he first learned to fly, he got the hang of it more quickly than any other dragon Lissa had seen. She took him often to visit his mother, but the visits didn't usually last very long, as the mother dragon had plenty of other babies on her hands.

Light wasn't really Lissa's dragon, not fully. Hiccup had a large hand in his training, too, and he soon showed an affinity for herding both sheep and small dragons, making him invaluable around the village. Lissa liked to joke that once he grew up, he'd keep the entire village full of dragons under control.

Adopted from: Valoris620

Species: Wardenrain

Backstory: Starr was, as usual, exploring. Crypt, her boneknapper, was exhausted, so she was forced to land on the first island that came into view. He collapsed into sleep as soon as they touched the ground, and she knew she wouldn't be able to wake him up, under any circumstances, for several hours.

Unfortunately, he'd landed right next to a lake, and the lake was full of scauldrons. They weren't hungry enough to leave the water, but they were still eyeing Crypt. Starr noticed rainclouds approaching, and realized that if it rained, the water would rise up to Crypt, and the scauldrons would eat him. As the first drops began to fall, she prepared herself to fight the scauldrons, but not with much hope of success.

Suddenly, she heard wingflaps above her. A strange dragon she'd never seen before was flying overhead, basking in the rain, and somehow drawing it to herself so that little of it fell. To show her appriciation, Starr caught the dragon a large pile of fish, which it ate eagerly.  She wasn't able to convince it to return to Berk with her, but whenever she returns to that area, she can always find it, and it's usually eager to play.

Adopted from: chameishida

Name: Celestia
Species: Psyche Keeper
Adopted from: Krazykira24
Celestia watches over the element of light. As such, she is extremely attracted to shiny things.

Name: Revenge

Species: Ballistic Silentwing

Personality: Revenge is, as her name suggests, very vengeful. But that's not the only side to her nature. She's also very nurturing to younger dragons and more forgiving of them than of others. She enjoys flying and doing tricks, but she's very competitive. I don't let her compete, because she'll make it less fun for others.

Adopted from: chameishida

Name: Baby

Species: Starstruck

Backstory: I was walking by myself in the woods when I heard a keening yelp. I ran towards the noise, which sounded like an injured dragon. I burst into a clearing to see a baby starstruck being attacked by a boar. Knowing how rare they were, I wanted to save it, so I attacked the boar with nothing but a small dagger. Both I and the starstruck got pretty injured, but I managed to drive off the boar. The dragon and I had to work together to get back to Berk all right. By the time we were done, we'd formed a bond. I called her Baby while we were in the woods, just as a nickname, but she refused to answer to anything else later.

Adopted from: chameishida

Name: Countershade

Species: Boomballoon

Adopted from: chmeishida

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Name: Juniper

Species: Woodland Sprite

Adopted from: Duskdaybreak

Name: Ceridwynn

Species: Deathwing

Personality: Ceridwynn is a Welsh name meaning "poetry" and it certainly fits this graceful beauty! She loves the sea, especially the waves, and she likes me to read her poetry. Her call is a series of rythmic clicks.

Adopted from: kimbenoso

Name: Mako

Species: Waverazer

Personality: Fierce, but with an insatiable appetite for fish. Kind of a loner, he usually hangs out by himself- or with sharks.

Adopted from: RaxForax

Name: Sanskrit

Species: Paranoid Sandskitter

Adopted from: NightmareRebuff (as a reward for participating in a challenge)

Name: Analog

Species: Banded Featherlure

Personality: Analog is artistic, drawing much better doodles than Toothless with her muscular tail. They're not as good as a human's, but the objects are recognizable. I've never understood why she was such a loner, since her species usually comes in packs.

Adopted from: Amberleaf

Name: Seafoam

Species: Smoothskin

Backstory: Seafoam was one of my very first dragons. I passed her beached on the shore, floundering around and trying to return to the water. It took me a long time to convince her to trust me and let me help her get back into the water, but after that she was always swimming around when I came into the water and bringing me fish to thank me. I'm not sure if this is quite a dragon bond or one of those life-debt things, but I love her all the same whichever it might be.

Adopted from: Maijic

Name: Opalescence

Species: Egg Biter

Personality: (In four words) Quiet, playful, cheerful, motherly

Adopted from: snowflake12298

Name: Rush

Species: Firefang

Backstory (short): Unlike some stories, in which people go out looking for dragons to train, Rush went looking for a human to train. He uses certain noises to get me to do certain things--so I guess I'm pretty well-trained!

Adopted from: snowflake12298

Name: Rowena

Species: Golden Snitch Dragon

Personality: Rowena is quiet, but not because she's shy. She's more... arrogant. She's highly strategic and constantly creams everyone at chess. She considers humans to be beneath her, but will deign to consort with a few she has deemed worthy.

Backstory: I was glancing out the window of my tower when I first saw her fly past. I was instantly in love with the shimmering swirls of silver on her body, the feathers on her elbows, and her elegant, floating wings. I saw the golden ball she was carrying, carved with words in an elaborate script, but before I could make out the words, she was gone.

It took me weeks to find her again. She was perched on top of the tower, where she apparently made her home, and it was quite a challenge to get up there. She flew away whenever I tried to approach her with a broomstick; she seemed to consider it cheating. So I had to climb. When I reached her, she wouldn't let me approach. She simply rolled the ball towards me, and I saw that every inch was covered in riddles, ones much harder than the ones the common room door usually gave me. She seemed to have collected the best ones for a long time, decades, maybe centuries. I examined them all thoroughly, until I could recite them backwards in my sleep, but I had no idea. Defeated, I was forced to retreat.

I spent hours every day in the library, reading every book remotely related to any of the riddles. It was hard work, but I'm stubborn. After three weeks of hard studying, I was ready. I returned to the tower, and when she returned the ball to me, I answered her riddles. She consented to allow me to come close to her and to touch her. She refused to let me ride her, though.

After that, she came down to the common room sometimes. Sometimes she'd curl up in front of the fire or sit next to me and read over me shoulder as I did my homework--that drove me crazy, because she was constantly making disapproving noises when she felt I did something wrong and always made me second-guess myself, but I got great grades on those assignments! Most of the time, though, she played chess with anyone and everyone who was willing to play her. After the first three times she creamed them, most people weren't willing anymore. But like I said, I'm stubborn. I read books about chess technique, learned from my mistakes, watched her technique as I played her time and time again, and one fateful day, I beat her.

She allowed me to ride on her back for the first time.

I'll never forget that day. It was different entirely from broomstick, hippogriff, winged horse, or any other method of flying I've ever tried, and it was better than any of them. The next day, as I climbed up to her tower as usual, I expected another ride, but I was wrong. She would only grant me a ride after I had beaten her at chess, which was a rare occurence no matter what I did. But it was worth being beaten a thousand times over just for one flight.

Adopted from: IisRandom

Extra facts: This is a Harry Potter-universe dragon. Thus, she belongs to my HP OC Zenna instead of any of my HTTYD OCs. Also, Snitch Dragons are usually much smaller, but Rowena is several centuries old. Future Ravenclaws may well find her atop the tower, but beware. Her riddles only get harder as time goes on.

Name: Nimrodel

Species: Shimmering Seascale

Adopted from: CoolerthanDragons

Name: Ozymandias

Species: Galedron

Personality: Ozymandias likes to think he's feirce, and no doubt he was in his younger days. Now, though, he's just a teddy bear. An elderly teddy bear. He hoards shiny things, and he'll do all he can in protection of them, which usually just means sleeping on top of them... very soundly. One time a herd of somethering smokebreaths came through and stole his entire hoard out from under him, and he didn't even twitch.

Adopted from: Ashley40

Name: Romphaia

Species: Frilled Parrotbeak

Adopted from: Cerebellum

Name: Equinox
Species: Dewmist
Adopted from: Cerebellum

Name: Snarl

Species: Skull Screamer

Adopted from: Golden Scarlet

Snarl is not tamed. He actually really hates my OC, Allie.

(before metamorphosis)

(after metamorphosis)
Name: Lena
Species: Outrageous Windshrike
Adopted from: NightmareRebuff

Name: Azmavarim

Species: Cyclonewing

Adopted from: Snowflake12298

Name: Altus

Species: Triple Stryke

(Short) Backstory: Altus saw Excelsior flying around one day and saw that their coloring was very similar. For some reason, he seemed inclined to trust her, so he followed her home. He was slower to trust Allie, but eventually the pair bonded, though Altus still seemed to prefer Excelsior, and took directions from her more readily than those from Allie.

Adopted from: donnala

Name: Orthanc

Species: This creature actually has no official name, but I call it a Flitterwing.

Backstory: I was walking in the woods when I found its egg. I took it back to Berk and raised it. It became very mischevious, and frightened me by turning into a cocoon for two weeks. I had never seen a species like it before. I suggested it be called a Flitterwing, but the Riders were doubtful.

Names: Nivelle and Solace

Species: Pollen Wing

Personality: Pollen wings are all about taking care of plants. This pair lives in an apple tree near the Great Hall and helps all the plants in Berk grow. Though they're siblings, these dragons are polar opposites. Nivelle loves winter, ice, and snow; Solace's favorite season is summer, the time of sun and warmth. 'Nivelle' means 'snow' in Latin; 'Solace' means 'sun'. Even so, the two work well together.

Name: Laurelindorenan

Species: Elemental Jabberjaw

Adopted From: The Ecliptic Eight

Extra: She's a kind of elemental drago. Her element is (obviously) earth.

Name: Umbra

Species: Jabberjaw

Personality: Umbra is a feisty little girl with a nose for trouble. She's also very curious and tries to learn more about everything. By destroying it. Which usually defeats the purpose.

Adopted from: The Ecliptic Eight

Name: Demeter

Species: Maned Stratofier

Personality: Demeter has a natural mothering instinct, but she doesn't have any children. Instead, her instinct is to protect and help everything that comes her way. She, like most of her species, has a deep-seated hatred for skrills.

Adopted from: mechfighter

Name: Lila

Species: Daggermaw Flamestalker

Adopted from: NightmareRebuff

Name: Alinari

Species: Crying Life Stealer

Adopted from: Golden Scarlet

Name: Fangorn

Species: Tree Eater

Adopted from: Murrish

Name: Valinor

Species: Bladed Sand Screecher

Personality: Valinor has a love of decoration.  She practically makes nests, but she does it using the most shiny and colorful things she can find.

Adopted from: Golden Scarlet

Name: Slash

Species: Saber-toothed horntail

Adopted from: Fury of the Night

NON-DRAGON ADOPTABLES BELOW

This is Squee. She's a Pan Puffle, which is not a dragon- I'm not quite sure what it is. Squee is a real prankster. She likes even jumping out and scaring people, but she's adept at more elaborate pranks too. Being able to float around silently helps a lot with that. She can get carried away and hurt someone accidentally, but she would never do it on purpose... unless it was really, really funny. I adopted her from Sky and Ocean.

This is Tiger, a female teenage whale shark. She's a good friend of Mako's. She likes nosing around shipwrecks and looking at all the random stuff inside.

This is Jelly. Don't let her frighten you, she's really very friendly! She does have a bit of a temper, though, and sometimes when I look into her eyes, I seem to feel compelled to do what she wan- What's that, Jelly? You want me to tell them all how wonderful you are? And how amazing, and how... I don't know, that seems a bit excessive... oh, don't make that adorable face, you know I can't resist-

*monotone robot voice* Jelly is wonderful. She is amazing. I have never had a better pet. Jelly is my best friend.

Future dragons- planned to be in-game but I don't have them yet:

      Candela                      Frost                       Fiyera            Arathorn      Akari

                 Riptide                                 Sting (and his namesake)                    Crypt

                 Kara                       Woodsmoke                          Sunny                     Dash

Brought to you by Autumn5476, snowflake12298, mesaprncss, Yin to the Yang, Stiger23, Grumpy Cat lover, ToothlessNightfury, Basrolo, DuskDayBreak, and Dreamworks.

In-game dragons:

                Excelsior                            Anduril                                   Permafrost

                  Shine                                        Shadowfax                                   Gwihir

                 Alibi                                     Santa Claws                                 Jadis

              Sunrise                        Riddle and Enigma              Jewel                          Shadow

Also: Grass and Maud Pie (gronkles), Pinkie and Pie (zippleback), Cadence and Cosecant (deathsongs), Zoomy McZoom (mudraker), Tiger (armorwing), Firebolt (singetail), Rocky (eruptodon), and Incendio (devilish dervish). There might be pictures of these coming. You know, eventually. Once I get around to it.

MagicalPotato drew me this incredible picture of Shadowfax for Christmas:

PROUD MEMBER OF THE SISTERHOOD OF CLAMS!

This is Clament, our mascot

In the Sisterhood, each of

us has a nickname and a

shell. My nickname is Pippin,

and my shell is that white spiral.

I Came Home

Most of  you probably don't care, and that's fine.

I don't really know who's still here, but it doesn't matter. 

I'm finally home.

Hello my friends! Welcome to my (contructing) signature!

​*ahem* Excuse my behavior if I start to act crazy...

​~OCs~

​Name: Skylar Clar

​Title: The Curious

Age: 13

​Gender: Female

Personality: A hot-tempered gal, Skylar's in the prospective of, "act now, think later". Though she can be fired up, her shyness and temper can get in the way sometimes. Because of this, she can be considerd very indecisive and rude to people, when in fact that's not true. Despite all this, Skylar's very nice and sweet, especaly to dragons in danger, and wll protect what is right with her life.

​Weapon: Gronckle Iron Crossbow

​Dragons(In game): UHHHH

​Clan: None

~Her Dragons~

TO BE SHOWN I HAVE WAY TOO MANY

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​~Fan-Dragons Skylar Owns~

Name: Starslip

Species: Muddicry (Made by chameishida)

How We Met:

Me and Splinters were serching the islands around Berk because of the recient rucus that somthing-or someone-was causing. Topaz and Undyne were acompning me for protection, and to scout the area. After about an hour of serching, we came across a river. I tell you, it was muddy beyond ​belief. Suddenly, Topaz started growling, and the others followed suit. It was close to sundown, and volentearing to take shifts through the night, we called it, and I, looking up at the stars, I drifted off into sleep...

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When I woke, somthing was close to my face, and as I turned to look at was it was, I almost jumpted 10 feet into the sky. ​'A dragon...but why? Why was it sleeping next to me...?' As soon as I woke, the dragon woke too. It started to try to weive around my legs, what seemed to be purring all the while. ​So, hoping that this thing could understand me, I spoke to it, "Hey, bud, can you please ​get off me?"

The thing just looked up at me, tilting it's head and making a face like,​ what did you say?

​'Great, this thing can even speak Dragonese! Sigh...gotta do chirades again...'

​Motioning for it to seperate from my legs, it finnaly got the jist of the situation. It seperated from my legs, frilling it's spine all the while. Fealing sorry for it, I decided to bring it with me. After all, was this a new species? Believe so. After waking my dragons, who groweled at the newcomer(except Undyne. She probibly though, ​'Mud + Dragon = Tidal Class dragon'​), we took the Muddicry with us, and reported the situation to Hiccup, including the Muddicry. He allowed the dragon with us, because we had a Tidal Class dragon with us. I named it Starslip, after it's coloring, and trained the Muddicry.

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Name: Kaito

Species: Solarflare Skrill(made by Wutend Bonfire)

How We Met:

Me(Skylar) and three of my dragons, Blac Star the Screaming Death, LuCiel the Sliquifier, and my new companion, Starslip the Muddicry, were on a fishing trip sent from the School. We had to bring back a boatload of fish in a few days for all the new baby dragons that were hatching, which is a lot.

I was riding on LuCiel, with Blac Star and Starslip following behind, through the Ship Graveyard, when LuCiel suddenly roared. Silence followed, and Starslip suddenly dove, spitting hot mud on a oval-ish black shape. It was the dead of night, and dragons don't react this was for nothing, so I quickly landed LuCiel on a nearby seastack and approached the shape.

"Shhh, I won't hurt you, stay calm, ok?" I said, and while I got a closer look at it, I realized that he was a young male, of an unidentified species of dragon. The dragon was shaking his head, trying to clear the mud off, and looking promptly annoyed because it got dirty. Once he noticed me, I stopped walking to him, and got on one knee, showing that I ment no harm. The male was watching me as I slowly cupped both of my hands and filled them with water from the ocean, and I ever so slowly extended the water to the dragon, who looked at me with seemed to be a slight grin and splashed some of the water on me with his snout, to which I yelp with surprise.

After he splashed me, the dragon took off in the direction of the ships, and instinctively I tried to grab his tail, to which he turns around and tries to snap at me. We both are face-to-face, and looking a second more, we both start laughing. I knew that you don't pick the dragon, the dragon picks you, and that is what happened here. "Kaito is your name while i'm still living, ok?" I said to the new dragon in dragoneese, and he warbled a small yes. So, taking him back with me, we developed a strong bond(through shiny things and a lot of brushing).

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Name: Arrow

Species: Sinistrous Woodreaper(Made by chameishida)

How We Met:

( Arrow's PoV )
I was resting in a high part of a pine tree, focusing my mind on where my pack had gone. They had left fot the south, and I was left behind, as usual, and I would catch up to them soon, if the winds were in my favor. I was still a young Woodreaper, a year or so out of adolecence to young adulthood, and we had to fend for ourselves now in the pack. Ruby and Augest were my siblings, Frost was my mother, and Redwind was my father, the leader of our pack. He controlled where our group went, and how the prey was divided among the clan's youngest and oldest. He was our leader, and the leader's word is law.

I slithered out of the tree I was in, being careful not to break any branches, and swiftly landed on the ground. Sniffing around, I picked up an...intresting smell, like molted stone and metal, sort of like a StoneHummer(Groncle in our terms)'s lava blast. I traced the smell back to a clearing, and saw a StingRunner(Speed Stinger in our terms), their leg caught in a toothy metal trap. The StingRunner was crying out, begging for the others of it's pack to come help, but I was the only dragon there. And so, I finished off it's life with a quick snap to the back of the neck, letting it lie on the smooth icy grass in a lifeless state.

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Some time passed, and I had grown older. Maybe by a few months, but I had grown older, traveling between islands and such. My pack still hasen't come back for me yet, and they probibly never will, by this point.

I was walking with both my front and rear legs, slithering along the forest floor. My mouth was iluminated a bit, so that I can see where I was going, and I was currently sniffing out my prey, a small doe. I approched a large clearing with daisys, and slowly removed the ilumanation from my mouth as I walked across the clearing.

Suddenly, a sudden sharp pain like a bite or stab erupted in my back leg, and as I turned around to snap at the thing that bit or stabbed me, I saw blood. More speficialy, on the leg where the pain was comming from, and I saw a toothy, metal trap imbeaded into the limb, like the StingRunner from those months ago. My yellow eyes widened, and I enstincevly yelped in fear. Blood was running out of my leg, and staining the daisys a deep red. For a couple hours, which felt like an etirnety, I tried to get the trap off of my leg, and each time I did so, more blood gushed out, staining more daisys red. After all the atempts I could do, I curlled around my bleeding leg, whimpering and wishing my pack was here...

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A couple days passed, and I was half-sarved to death. The trap was still imbeduded into my leg, but it wasen't bleeding anymore. I was gratefull about that for once. But the wimpering hasen't stopped, and I hope that someone, anyone could hear me.

A blurry sillouette was above me, flying through the deap blue cloudless sky. Suddenly it stopped, hovered in midair for a few seconds, and then driffted down to the edge of the clearing. I didn't really care what it was, I just kept wimpering in pain, and a smaller sillouette got off the bigger sillouette and slowly approched me.

'A...scavenger...?'

As it got close, It pulled off somthing around it's mouth and set it aside, and I watched the small scavenger investigate me from a distance. The bigger sillouette slowly approched me too, behind the scavenger, and I could see that the bigger sillouette was a SharpTail(Razorwhip in our terms), and it was sniffing my body for any injuries. Soon, they found where the trap was, and the scavenger quicky grabbed the edges of the trap and pryed it apart untill a small click was heard.

"Stupid Dragon Hunters...setting up traps like this to catch dragons for their own profit..." I heard the scavenger say in Dragonesse, which was a small suprise on my part, as I didn't know that some scavengers could speak Dragonesse. But I was too tired to care right now, and I layed my head on the ground before I blacked out from exaustion.

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Long story short, I woke up to me in a stable with multiple dragons around me and a bandaged leg. I followed the scavenger wherever they went while my leg was healing, and genually like the frendlyness of the scavengers and the dragons that took care of me. When my leg finally healed, I stuck around for a bit before moving to another one of the islands close to Berk, but I still kept my distance from the scavengers. I opened my heart to one, but none of the others after I left Berk, but I was curious about the scavenger that saved me. I believe her name was...Skylar?

​~Other Things~

-Girl

-Artist

-Fandom trash

-Watches anime and cries over beloved characters

-Is a total nerd

-Wishes that I could go into video games