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    Hatchi's ears perked up and he turned his head, a cold glare in his eyes as soon as he recognized the wolf mix's scent. "If you're expecting to hunt, I suggest you go to another town." He said flatly, his red fur fluffed up against the cold wind that stirred.

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    "This is a lot for me to take in." Speck replied, taking in a sharp breath. If she couldn't go back to her twolegs, then where would she live? Trouble seemed to be doing fine in the small den he had, and the food here in the dense forest was better than anything she had tasted. Even so, where would she live? In a cave with a bear? In a doghouse with a dog that could possibly eat her when she's sleeping? Speck could always ask if she could live with him, but that would seem a bit awkward. Her mother lived with her father for a while, before he was sent away after she had kits. Then her brother and sister were sent away, and she was supposed to be going somewhere nice, but instead her mother was sent to another twoleg owner. Not too long after, Speck learned that her mother had passed away.

    "Just... the whole situation, really. If I can't live in my old place, then where would I go? Plus, I don't really know how to hunt. I tried to get a mouse before, but they're too quick." Her ears burned with embarrassment, but she didn't mind sharing her feelings. Hopefully the tom was empathetic and understood how she felt, though she couldn't doubt him if he thought that she was weak.

    Name: K
    Age: 18.
    Gender: Male.
    Personality: K is an overall mysterious character who doesn't seem to like conversations, more or less small talk. Sometimes he prefers to get to the point when conversing with others, but will pay full attention if they have something important to say. In total, not much is known of K's personality, but if someone got to know him better, perhaps he could turn out better... or worse.
    Description:


    History: Unknown, but perhaps someone could get him to talk about it.
    Good or bad trainer: Good.
    Other: Are those... flying rainbows? Okay then, anyways... nobody really knows K's real name, and he won't even hint at what it used to be, so someone came up with the nickname K.


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    Dragon name: Krieon
    Dragon age: Adult
    Dragon gender: Male
    Dragon appearance:


    [font=georgia][color=black]Dragon personality: Krieon is a bit more talkative than his rider, but still doesn't like to communicate that much. He shows many years of wisdom, as well as many years of learning from his mistakes.
    Dragon element: Fire and poison, though he hardly uses his venom.
    Dragon size: Large, towering just a little over ten feet on his hind legs.
    Does your dragon fly or not?: Of course. How else would his wings be of use to him?
    Dragon's history: Krieon was discovered in a cave full of greedy shadows, coiled like a snake ready to launch at unsuspecting prey. K showed no fear or hesitance when he approached the fuming beast, and all he had to do was speak a couple of promising words before Krieon joined him. These words, though, were very important to Krieon, and they were something he wanted to hear for many decades. What were they? Well, you try asking Krieon or K, and good luck with that.
    Other: Look at K's form.


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    [font=georgia][color=black]Name: Amelia.
    Age: 16.
    Gender: Female.
    Personality: Amelia is kind and empathetic, but not a person to mess with. She may seem like she's as helpless as any other girl, but she can handle herself better than most could on their own.
    Description:


    [font=georgia][color=black]History: Amelia used to avoid dragons a long time ago, but soon after finding her partner, she began to slowly trust them.
    Good or bad trainer: Good.
    Other: Same as K's.


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    Dragon name: Aero.
    Dragon age: Young adult.
    Dragon gender: Female.
    Dragon appearance:


    [font=georgia][color=black]Dragon personality: Aero is kind toward people she trusts, and is very empathetic. She can't stand killing someone or something without feeling completely guilty afterwards, even if it's just a sheep that she needs to eat, otherwise she dies from starvation.
    Dragon element: Fire and metal. How else would the claws be that sharp unless she had some sort of ability?
    Dragon size: As tall as Amelia when on all fours.
    Does your dragon fly or not?: Yes, of course.
    Dragon's history: It is said that Aero was once a kind dragoness who worked half time as a blacksmith before she found Amelia.
    Other: Read the others' forms.

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    The male husky scoffed at the sight, his eyes narrowed a bit. "You would know if I have seen him. He would probably be sitting down outside a humans' house with a leash holding him still for once." Hatchi examined the wolf mix closer, but found that she wasn't trying to distract him. Sighing greatly, he shook his head. "I haven't seen him, sorry."

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    ooc;; Female, I guess. How about Aero? You can make a completely different character if you want, though. I don't really mind.


    ic;; Silver looked to Ellie as she appeared, a startled look on her pale face. "Oh, hey Ellie. Why are you late?" Upfront of her was a platter of the usual, and a cool glass of water. Usually she didn't eat a lot, but she felt she should be well equipped by the time she's introduced to her dragon.

    Name: Senri
    Age: Adult
    Gender: Male
    Species: Barn Owl
    Rank: Fighter
    Personality: Senri is quiet and somewhat ruthless, though he does give the occasional empathetic glance. He fights only for the Saint Aegolius Academy and Nyra, though he could probably be won over if the ways of the Academy change to mutiny against their former cause.
    Looks:


    Other: ~~~ I have nothing much to say about him. P: