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    Should Dove love someone? 7

    1. yes (6) 86%
    2. no (1) 14%

    Here are the things you can be;
    Elf
    Dwarf
    Human
    Dragon
    You can have powers for them, too.
    Elves- Hunter, Healer
    Humans-Ranger, Warrior, Dragon-riders
    Dwarfs- Hunters, Warriors
    Good Dragons- Fire, Ice, Earth, Electricity
    Evil Dragons- Poison, Shadow, Fear, Fire


    Username: Lorcenda
    Race: Elf
    Character name: Dove
    Crush: No one yet
    Age: 17
    Appearance: http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q…5QJQyS8p158uUq4QPYQRLbNki
    Personality: She is stubborn and is hard to gain her heart. She is quick and agile and helps anyone in need.
    Power: Hunter
    RP: (Don't feel like it lol XD)


    THIS IS WHAT YOU NEED TO DO!!!!! If you can't see my pic please tell me and I will try again. Thanks! :)

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    Name: (Not there yet! Hes an egg. :P )
    Race: Dragon
    Crush:
    Age:
    Appearance: His egg is pure white, and looks almost like a chickens egg. A little baby albino dragon, her scales are soft and very small, and the scales are pure white, and the scales seem to just glow a soft light pink.
    Personality: FIND OUT.
    Power: FIND OUT.
    RP:

    A small white egg layed softly in a clump of moss, it's mother abandonded it. scattered around it is bits and peices of other eggs, the poor little egg's brothers and sisters. Little did the egg know that there was a female Elf sitting at the base of a tree a little ways off, as the thing in the egg was just trying to get out of it's tough egg.


    OOC: OK!
    Dove sprinted across the forest and leaped in a tree. She scanned the floor for something. A black blur darted from a tree and Dove smiled. Dove followed and shot the creature. She leaped from the ground and took out her arrow. "Easy kill." she muttered.

    Sowee.;3

    A small white egg layed softly in a clump of moss, it's mother abandonded it. scattered around it is bits and peices of other eggs, the poor little egg's brothers and sisters. Little did the egg know that there was a female Elf sitting over a dead creature a little ways off, as the thing in the egg was just trying to get out of it's tough prison.

    OOC: Sorry, too
    IC: Dove heard a faint cracking and went to investigate. She saw a small white egg, sitting idle--alone. Dove sat by the egg. "Come on." she whispered.

    The little baby was nuzzeling frantickly at the shell, trying to use her snout horn and two stubby horns on her head to break the tough shell. Crack! There was a small crack running right down the length on one side of the shell and then a little a little black horn came out of the shell and it fell off and there was a tiny white snout.

    Dove smiled and wanted to help the poor dragon. I know he can make it! She clasped her hands together and waited.

    OOC: WE NEED MORE PEOPLE!!! :o COME ONE PEOPLE PLZ JOIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    The tiny Dragonling grabbed the shell with his two tiny paws and ripped the egg in half, and there was the runt. A pinky albino Dragon. It was a male, his little eyes opend for the first time, they were a bright ruby red. He has two stuby horns on his soft head, nad he gave a little chrrr! of releif that he was out of his eggshell.

    Dove smiled and slowly put out her hand to see what he would do.

    The little chick looked around at his environment, then at the egg shells, and then at the Elf's hand. He looked into her eyes, her light green eyes. He blinked, and a little bulb of a thought entered the Elf's mind.


    " Are you my hatcher? "



    The thought said, it was a deep soothing voice, as if it was the baby Dragon's adult voice. Then the little dragon extended his short neck towards her hand.

    Dove blinked slowly. No. I found you here... alone. She pulled her hand away, sadly.

    The thought got smaller almost instantly,


    " I see... "



    The Dragon looked around, at the shells, and at the beast, his red eyes were a bit darker, and then they grew brighter as the little Dragon stood on his hind legs awkwardly.



    " My hatcher left me to die, by the beast, but you saved me. "



    His voice sounded as if he was much bigger in the Elf's mind, but some day it would fit his form. He flapped his floppy wet wings and then fell down on his back with a chittrrr! He regained his balance.

    Dove patted his head. "I'm sorry. If you need someone to look after you I could." She smiled and turned to get the beast. "If you want me to.... follow me."

    The dragon gave a little chitter of excitment and slowly started to walk, he was only about half a foot long, and his short legs made it hard to walk over leafs, twigs and ferns, but he half-flew -half-walked over them all.

    She smiled and grabbed the beast. "Ben huntn' this one for days!" Dove exclaimed. She dragged the beast into a small cave.

    The chick followed, grunting in response. He happily trotted into the small cave and curled up behind a rock, in the shadows, his head perked up.