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Sage, male, dragon freer He shook his head, smiling slightly. "Right behind ya." He noticed she was struggling to walk and sighed. "Your overloading yourself. Humor me." He grabbed her around the waist and slung her over his shoulder with a grunt and kept walking back to camp. |
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Mason Dee | Male | Dragon-Tamer ♧ Mason looked Sarah up and down, coming out of his stage of wondering when his albino tidalwing would show, he felt his face go a little hot when he had forgotten to respond for all of 30 seconds. "Oh um.. is there an option to.. not come?" He asked, not entirely excited about choosing who to ride, nor about riding a dragon that wasn't his, it was up to Rome in his opinion. Thud, puff puff. Mason turned on his heels, reaching for the dagger imbedded in his pant leg. "Expecting anyone?" He looked at his sister and the short girl. He crept out to the door, creaking it open, he glanced to Ziklag and Iph, both were looking at something, he could hear feet padding on dusty land. He widened the opening and poked his head out, staring for about 10 seconds, then he spoke out of the door, swinging it open further. "You jerk." He said bluntly, his head tilted. There wasn't a way to explain how sarcastic, angry and happy he sounded when he spoke. He stood there, staring at the dragon and two stringers. He knelt down and spread his arms, two similar looking stingers, Daxi and Alpine arm up and started sniffing him, making sure he was real, all there and not fake, then they both neck hugged him. Astic was giving him a happy look, glad to see him. But also sorry for dumping him there. ♧ Rome Dee | Female | Serpent-Tongue Speaker ♧ Rome watched Mason's eyes flip up and down Sarah Four times, she pursed her lips and was about to respond to Mason's sarcasm, then she heard the same, Thud, puff puff. She stayed sat where she was fishing out her sheath of five throwing knives, pulling one of the dagger like, handleless, shiny blades from the shealth, she had about an inch of something to hold onto, and 5 of sharpened edge. Her face stayed blank, but not scared, she waited for Mason to start doing something, then she realized it must be something he knew. Mostly because his arms dropped to his sides, then the door swung open, then she saw the albino dragon, the same one she'd seen flying away from a half dead brother. And two stingers, probably what the white dragon had been holding as it flew off. Putting two and two together, she quickly realized that those were his dragons. |
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Riv and Gang || Female || 17 & ¾ || Dragon Freer || M: None Peacock green eyes - buried in silver and cream fur - slowly blink open as the sun’s rays filter through the leaves above. They look around their surroundings, adjusting to the lighting of the new day’s light. It seemed to be rather early in the morning, maybe around six or seven-ish. They shut again as their owner groans tiredly, burying their face deeper into the fur they rested on. A gentle nudge rocks her not a moment, with another following an unheard protest. The nudging continues until Rivulet finally has enough, swatting at the offender to shoo them off. A gentle chuckle follows her actions. “Good morning, sleepy head. How’d you sleep?” asks the human’s former pillow. Permafrost looks down at her rider with a gentle and amused grin, her tail wagging and claws moving to sign what she spoke. ‘Yeah, yeah. Good morning. I guess I slept pretty well, but why so early?’ The young dragon freer signs back, grunting as she sits up - though she still leans on her dragon’s side. Off to the side, Serval and Scorpion sort through their food supply, picking out what would be their breakfast. “I wanted us to get a move on rather early. We’re still near that dragon rustler camp. Can’t risk being caught.” Perma once again signs her words to the black haired girl. “Do you know where we could go for some supplies? We seem to be running low.” Permafrost slides over a rather small satchel to the girl. With a huff, Riv begins to rummage through the bag. She pulls out a map and assesses their position. ‘There’s a town South-Southeast of here. Should be able to get there around midday. Mid afternoon if we run or fly.’ Permafrost nods her head and glances over at the two stingers while wrapping her tail around the smaller human. “Breakfast almost ready?” Serval glances over as the snow-white polar dragon. “Yes, come on over so we can eat,” she says with a wide grin. “Hurry it up, I’m starving!” Scorpion adds, tilting his head up in exaggeration. Permafrost scowls, but does nothing further. She nudges Rivulet again, this time pushing her towards the other dragons. They settle once more and begin their small morning meal before heading off once more. |
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Amber,female, dragon tamer Amber kicked and squirmed for a bit "let me down!" She eventually gave up "I hate you" she said with a little chuckled and she sighed "I can walk, badly but I can!" She tried to get out of his grip again but she didn't have the strength or energy to fight |
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Cobra || 19 || Dragon || M: None Cobra hisses in agitation as the sun’s light bares down on her eyes from outside her den. She dared to flutter her eyes open to combat the sun. She stared out of her safehaven and into the blaring brightness called the “desert sun.” She huffs, using her wings to prop herself up before releasing a large yawn - presenting all her razor-sharp teeth in the process. The frill wyrm proceeds to stretch, warming up her muscles - all while remaining in a sleepy daze. Smoke lightly billows from her nostrils as she summons flames to her jaws, one of her daily warms up to get the fire flowing. When deemed fully awake, the orange and black female makes her way out of the cave and heads to the only water source in the area in search of sustenance. |
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Sarah Phoenix | Female | Serpent-Tongue Speaker | M: Rome, Mason ~ Sarah raised one eyebrow as Mason looked at her up and down. "I mean, if you want. You'd be pretty lonely though." She grabbed her bow and nocked an arrow when she heard the noise; thud, puff puff. Mason crept forward and swung the door open, revealing three dragons. She lowered the bow slowly when it registered that they were Mason's. Sighing, she put her arrow back into her quiver and slung the bow across her back. "Now that I take it that you have a riding dragon, do you still want to stay? Or come with?" She stood on her tippy-toes and her eyes widened. "Is that an albino Tidalwing? You have no idea how rare those are." Ryu squinted through the window when he saw the people inside reach for their weapons. He gave a small squeak of alarm and rushed to the front of the house. He lifted his lips, showing his teeth in a snarl. By that time, he spotted three stranger dragons and Mason with them. It slowly registered that they were peaceful at the moment, and were no threat. He stopped snarling and tilted his head like a dog, his violet eyes shining with curiousity. |
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Sage, male, dragon freer He shook his head with a slight chuckle. "You really are a stubborn, crazy warrior lady." He glanced back at her and grinned. "And you aren't getting put down until we get back to camp - exercising is good until you overload yourself and make that wound of yours worse." |
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Amber, female, dragon tamer Amber chuckled and started drawing random things on Sage's back with her finger. "Can you feel that?" She said with a chuckle before drawing a love heart shape on his back to see if he was really able to tell what she was drawing |
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Sage, male, dragon freer He let out a snort. "Yes I can - and it tickles," he chuckled. Her hand is so fucking warm...wait why am I thinking about that? He could feel the blush creeping up into his cheeks already. |
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Amber, female, dragon tamer Amber laughed and started poking him "my only revenge at this moment is time!" She declared with a little giggle while still poking him "Take this!" "Take that!"
she was doing it to see how far he would go before he would have to put her down |
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Sunny And Hot
