He peered down at the now increasing number of dragons, now landing once more. "I'd like to join, as well -- if I may. Training is always a good thing to do; especially in these parts." He hummed, eagerly waiting to set off. The orb in his grip glowed brighter at his burst of energy.
TOPIC | RP Training Grounds (open, all welcome!)
He peered down at the now increasing number of dragons, now landing once more. "I'd like to join, as well -- if I may. Training is always a good thing to do; especially in these parts." He hummed, eagerly waiting to set off. The orb in his grip glowed brighter at his burst of energy.
Hearing the beagle made Aurum jump and quickly let go,bolting over to the other imperial,looking at the familiar with fear.
He rolled his dark crimson eyes at her and turned to the spiral,with excited and challenging voice.
He took his fighting stance,body slighly lowered and his head high,one of his front paws forward,wings slightly flared and tail in a perfect curvy line close to the ground,swinging back and forth in anticipation as he stared at his training opponent with determination,a smile on his face.
''Just a disclaimer,I will also use my magic durring the practice,while in combat aside from the melee moves.So then,let`s dance shall we?''
He said and waited for the spiral to make the first move from curiousity of how the other would act in battle.
Don`t get him wrong,the imperial would normaly attack first but would let his opponents have the first move from curiousity when it comes to other dragons,thinking that each of them has their own unique fighting style and moves.
He rolled his dark crimson eyes at her and turned to the spiral,with excited and challenging voice.
He took his fighting stance,body slighly lowered and his head high,one of his front paws forward,wings slightly flared and tail in a perfect curvy line close to the ground,swinging back and forth in anticipation as he stared at his training opponent with determination,a smile on his face.
''Just a disclaimer,I will also use my magic durring the practice,while in combat aside from the melee moves.So then,let`s dance shall we?''
He said and waited for the spiral to make the first move from curiousity of how the other would act in battle.
Don`t get him wrong,the imperial would normaly attack first but would let his opponents have the first move from curiousity when it comes to other dragons,thinking that each of them has their own unique fighting style and moves.
Hearing the beagle made Aurum jump and quickly let go,bolting over to the other imperial,looking at the familiar with fear.
He rolled his dark crimson eyes at her and turned to the spiral,with excited and challenging voice.
He took his fighting stance,body slighly lowered and his head high,one of his front paws forward,wings slightly flared and tail in a perfect curvy line close to the ground,swinging back and forth in anticipation as he stared at his training opponent with determination,a smile on his face.
''Just a disclaimer,I will also use my magic durring the practice,while in combat aside from the melee moves.So then,let`s dance shall we?''
He said and waited for the spiral to make the first move from curiousity of how the other would act in battle.
Don`t get him wrong,the imperial would normaly attack first but would let his opponents have the first move from curiousity when it comes to other dragons,thinking that each of them has their own unique fighting style and moves.
He rolled his dark crimson eyes at her and turned to the spiral,with excited and challenging voice.
He took his fighting stance,body slighly lowered and his head high,one of his front paws forward,wings slightly flared and tail in a perfect curvy line close to the ground,swinging back and forth in anticipation as he stared at his training opponent with determination,a smile on his face.
''Just a disclaimer,I will also use my magic durring the practice,while in combat aside from the melee moves.So then,let`s dance shall we?''
He said and waited for the spiral to make the first move from curiousity of how the other would act in battle.
Don`t get him wrong,the imperial would normaly attack first but would let his opponents have the first move from curiousity when it comes to other dragons,thinking that each of them has their own unique fighting style and moves.
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The beagle stopped barking when Aurum ran to the other imperial and tilted its head.
The beagle stopped barking when Aurum ran to the other imperial and tilted its head.
Dire turned her massive head to notice the small beagle. She lay there, her head resting in each paw as she admired the small innocent canine. "Aw, how cute." She proceeds to mutter to herself, as a soft gentle grin stretches over her face.
Dire turned her massive head to notice the small beagle. She lay there, her head resting in each paw as she admired the small innocent canine. "Aw, how cute." She proceeds to mutter to herself, as a soft gentle grin stretches over her face.
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Prism, a small dark based coatl with shimmery wings of many hues of blue and purple.
Quietly he hovered over the training grounds, observing each movement and conversation. Swiftly he hid among the branches of a small developing tree. [i]How could so many dragons of different origins be in one giant place without fighting?[/i] Prism thought to himself in confusion and amazement.
(This is the 2nd account of Fragilemind)
(And also some more info about prism. He's a soft fancy boi, and his replies usually consist of 'Honey' 'Dear' or 'Sweetie'. Depends on which nickname he wants to give you.
'
Prism, a small dark based coatl with shimmery wings of many hues of blue and purple.
Quietly he hovered over the training grounds, observing each movement and conversation. Swiftly he hid among the branches of a small developing tree. How could so many dragons of different origins be in one giant place without fighting? Prism thought to himself in confusion and amazement.
(This is the 2nd account of Fragilemind)
(And also some more info about prism. He's a soft fancy boi, and his replies usually consist of 'Honey' 'Dear' or 'Sweetie'. Depends on which nickname he wants to give you.
'
B R U H
The spiral let out a chirp in excitement, circling around the much-larger imperial for a moment. He then hovered in front of him, his orb glowing brightly. "Do not worry, friend. Magic is my Forte. Use at your own limits," He silently analyzed any particular weaknesses that were visible, soon before flying overhead. To start off, he casted a shroud of dark mist -- it circulating around his opponent.
The spiral let out a chirp in excitement, circling around the much-larger imperial for a moment. He then hovered in front of him, his orb glowing brightly. "Do not worry, friend. Magic is my Forte. Use at your own limits," He silently analyzed any particular weaknesses that were visible, soon before flying overhead. To start off, he casted a shroud of dark mist -- it circulating around his opponent.
(Highschool for me starts up again tomorrow,
so i may not be as active here during school hours.
Tag me for replies, between the central american hours of eight am and four pm.)
A figure with a burlap hood was passing through,
the pearl he carries tucked to his chest by his front right paw.
The adult pearlcatcher is a nomad, belonging to no clan and not desiring to join one unless he finds a possible suitor, then again there's nothing stopping him from beckoning a romantically fine fellow to travel with him.
Monokeros bears a thick woolly coat, something you'd expect more of from a tundra dragon rather than a pearlcatcher.
This dragon shares half or more of his genes with the tundra species, gifted with the physical biology of a pearlcatcher yet the hiccups or aftereffects of a tundra.
That coat, per-say.
Or perhaps those tusks of his.
Monokeros's pearl is malformed due to his genetics, the thing in of itself is sturdy as a pure-blooded pearlcatcher, just a bit nicked due to the uneven coatings applied in his youth.
Monokeros can hear voices nearby.
He is blinder than a cave lizard, navigating his surroundings by smell,
sound and taste, most often smell, however.
A tigerblood foo accompanies this wandering dragon,
serving as a symbiotic guard to this dragon and as a friend.
Monokeros doesn't understand a word from the mouth of his beastclan companion, however he does understand the various tones used by said beast.
Leopard-print hide keeps him hidden from possible prey,
however painfully visible to other dragons.
Good thing that a tigerblood foo can take down at least a coatl.
Vicious dragons when provoked, i tell you, but still very sweet if you don't go about causing fuss and fisticuffs!
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(Highschool for me starts up again tomorrow,
so i may not be as active here during school hours.
Tag me for replies, between the central american hours of eight am and four pm.)
A figure with a burlap hood was passing through,
the pearl he carries tucked to his chest by his front right paw.
The adult pearlcatcher is a nomad, belonging to no clan and not desiring to join one unless he finds a possible suitor, then again there's nothing stopping him from beckoning a romantically fine fellow to travel with him.
Monokeros bears a thick woolly coat, something you'd expect more of from a tundra dragon rather than a pearlcatcher.
This dragon shares half or more of his genes with the tundra species, gifted with the physical biology of a pearlcatcher yet the hiccups or aftereffects of a tundra.
That coat, per-say.
Or perhaps those tusks of his.
Monokeros's pearl is malformed due to his genetics, the thing in of itself is sturdy as a pure-blooded pearlcatcher, just a bit nicked due to the uneven coatings applied in his youth.
Monokeros can hear voices nearby.
He is blinder than a cave lizard, navigating his surroundings by smell,
sound and taste, most often smell, however.
A tigerblood foo accompanies this wandering dragon,
serving as a symbiotic guard to this dragon and as a friend.
Monokeros doesn't understand a word from the mouth of his beastclan companion, however he does understand the various tones used by said beast.
Leopard-print hide keeps him hidden from possible prey,
however painfully visible to other dragons.
Good thing that a tigerblood foo can take down at least a coatl.
Vicious dragons when provoked, i tell you, but still very sweet if you don't go about causing fuss and fisticuffs!
so i may not be as active here during school hours.
Tag me for replies, between the central american hours of eight am and four pm.)
A figure with a burlap hood was passing through,
the pearl he carries tucked to his chest by his front right paw.
The adult pearlcatcher is a nomad, belonging to no clan and not desiring to join one unless he finds a possible suitor, then again there's nothing stopping him from beckoning a romantically fine fellow to travel with him.
Monokeros bears a thick woolly coat, something you'd expect more of from a tundra dragon rather than a pearlcatcher.
This dragon shares half or more of his genes with the tundra species, gifted with the physical biology of a pearlcatcher yet the hiccups or aftereffects of a tundra.
That coat, per-say.
Or perhaps those tusks of his.
Monokeros's pearl is malformed due to his genetics, the thing in of itself is sturdy as a pure-blooded pearlcatcher, just a bit nicked due to the uneven coatings applied in his youth.
Monokeros can hear voices nearby.
He is blinder than a cave lizard, navigating his surroundings by smell,
sound and taste, most often smell, however.
A tigerblood foo accompanies this wandering dragon,
serving as a symbiotic guard to this dragon and as a friend.
Monokeros doesn't understand a word from the mouth of his beastclan companion, however he does understand the various tones used by said beast.
Leopard-print hide keeps him hidden from possible prey,
however painfully visible to other dragons.
Good thing that a tigerblood foo can take down at least a coatl.
Vicious dragons when provoked, i tell you, but still very sweet if you don't go about causing fuss and fisticuffs!
The imperial stared at the mist for a second,before realizing its effects.He leaped out of the circle and casted a large ball of arcane energy,along with ten smaller ones.
He sent the smaller ones first,making them circle the spiral in hopes of distracting him and then sent the larger one flying at him,watching his opponent carefully.
Aurum had calmed down enough and had sat down on the grass,a little closer to the Guardian,yet not too far from Kirea and carefully observed the training with a concentrated frown on her face.
The sunset poison coatl was absently petting the canine,while watching her comrade,knowing that she would be next on the line of training.
She decided to use her 'break' and fished a journal,covered with many sketches of different creatures,plants and dragon breeds,drawn in a cartoony style,she placed in on the ground and fished out a small bag of different colored pencils and a pink eraser with bite marks here and there.
(She has a habit of chewing various things,erasers included,a habit she won't admit to anyone but herself due to extreme embarrassment)
After some fiddling and organizing,the coatl picked a grey pencil and began sketching the form of a Guardian,humming a relaxed-cheerful tune,lifting an arcane shield every now and then,lest the training heats up and spells start flying chaoticly around.
He sent the smaller ones first,making them circle the spiral in hopes of distracting him and then sent the larger one flying at him,watching his opponent carefully.
Aurum had calmed down enough and had sat down on the grass,a little closer to the Guardian,yet not too far from Kirea and carefully observed the training with a concentrated frown on her face.
The sunset poison coatl was absently petting the canine,while watching her comrade,knowing that she would be next on the line of training.
She decided to use her 'break' and fished a journal,covered with many sketches of different creatures,plants and dragon breeds,drawn in a cartoony style,she placed in on the ground and fished out a small bag of different colored pencils and a pink eraser with bite marks here and there.
(She has a habit of chewing various things,erasers included,a habit she won't admit to anyone but herself due to extreme embarrassment)
After some fiddling and organizing,the coatl picked a grey pencil and began sketching the form of a Guardian,humming a relaxed-cheerful tune,lifting an arcane shield every now and then,lest the training heats up and spells start flying chaoticly around.
The imperial stared at the mist for a second,before realizing its effects.He leaped out of the circle and casted a large ball of arcane energy,along with ten smaller ones.
He sent the smaller ones first,making them circle the spiral in hopes of distracting him and then sent the larger one flying at him,watching his opponent carefully.
Aurum had calmed down enough and had sat down on the grass,a little closer to the Guardian,yet not too far from Kirea and carefully observed the training with a concentrated frown on her face.
The sunset poison coatl was absently petting the canine,while watching her comrade,knowing that she would be next on the line of training.
She decided to use her 'break' and fished a journal,covered with many sketches of different creatures,plants and dragon breeds,drawn in a cartoony style,she placed in on the ground and fished out a small bag of different colored pencils and a pink eraser with bite marks here and there.
(She has a habit of chewing various things,erasers included,a habit she won't admit to anyone but herself due to extreme embarrassment)
After some fiddling and organizing,the coatl picked a grey pencil and began sketching the form of a Guardian,humming a relaxed-cheerful tune,lifting an arcane shield every now and then,lest the training heats up and spells start flying chaoticly around.
He sent the smaller ones first,making them circle the spiral in hopes of distracting him and then sent the larger one flying at him,watching his opponent carefully.
Aurum had calmed down enough and had sat down on the grass,a little closer to the Guardian,yet not too far from Kirea and carefully observed the training with a concentrated frown on her face.
The sunset poison coatl was absently petting the canine,while watching her comrade,knowing that she would be next on the line of training.
She decided to use her 'break' and fished a journal,covered with many sketches of different creatures,plants and dragon breeds,drawn in a cartoony style,she placed in on the ground and fished out a small bag of different colored pencils and a pink eraser with bite marks here and there.
(She has a habit of chewing various things,erasers included,a habit she won't admit to anyone but herself due to extreme embarrassment)
After some fiddling and organizing,the coatl picked a grey pencil and began sketching the form of a Guardian,humming a relaxed-cheerful tune,lifting an arcane shield every now and then,lest the training heats up and spells start flying chaoticly around.
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After being pet, the beagle bounded back to his owner, who was raising his head every while, slightly tilted to the side so he could hear everything a bit better. After a while, he drifted over to a clearer area, to apply new bandages to his leg.
After being pet, the beagle bounded back to his owner, who was raising his head every while, slightly tilted to the side so he could hear everything a bit better. After a while, he drifted over to a clearer area, to apply new bandages to his leg.
The xxx copper pearlcatcher did not halt on his path at the sound of voices,
instead trotting at a leisurely pace onward,
his pearl held close to his body by the implement of a paw,
his eyes a milky whitecoloration, something not unusual due to his blindness.
The dragon cannot tell what dragon is what breed
except for the distinctive hummy voices of coatls.
His hood is draped over his head,
the hem of the fabric stopping just after the first horn,
a hole ripped into the fabric to accommodate the pearlcatcher.
His tigerblood foo strides behind him, paw-tips dragging on the ground.
The presence of magic use quickly sent the dragon into an alert mindset, leaping out of the way and trusting that he wouldn't smack straight into a tree, rock or crevasse.
Monokeros practically squawked at the scene carrying out, the tigerblood foo pushing Monokeros out of the way of a rather jagged chunk of rotted wood.
instead trotting at a leisurely pace onward,
his pearl held close to his body by the implement of a paw,
his eyes a milky whitecoloration, something not unusual due to his blindness.
The dragon cannot tell what dragon is what breed
except for the distinctive hummy voices of coatls.
His hood is draped over his head,
the hem of the fabric stopping just after the first horn,
a hole ripped into the fabric to accommodate the pearlcatcher.
His tigerblood foo strides behind him, paw-tips dragging on the ground.
The presence of magic use quickly sent the dragon into an alert mindset, leaping out of the way and trusting that he wouldn't smack straight into a tree, rock or crevasse.
Monokeros practically squawked at the scene carrying out, the tigerblood foo pushing Monokeros out of the way of a rather jagged chunk of rotted wood.
The xxx copper pearlcatcher did not halt on his path at the sound of voices,
instead trotting at a leisurely pace onward,
his pearl held close to his body by the implement of a paw,
his eyes a milky whitecoloration, something not unusual due to his blindness.
The dragon cannot tell what dragon is what breed
except for the distinctive hummy voices of coatls.
His hood is draped over his head,
the hem of the fabric stopping just after the first horn,
a hole ripped into the fabric to accommodate the pearlcatcher.
His tigerblood foo strides behind him, paw-tips dragging on the ground.
The presence of magic use quickly sent the dragon into an alert mindset, leaping out of the way and trusting that he wouldn't smack straight into a tree, rock or crevasse.
Monokeros practically squawked at the scene carrying out, the tigerblood foo pushing Monokeros out of the way of a rather jagged chunk of rotted wood.
instead trotting at a leisurely pace onward,
his pearl held close to his body by the implement of a paw,
his eyes a milky whitecoloration, something not unusual due to his blindness.
The dragon cannot tell what dragon is what breed
except for the distinctive hummy voices of coatls.
His hood is draped over his head,
the hem of the fabric stopping just after the first horn,
a hole ripped into the fabric to accommodate the pearlcatcher.
His tigerblood foo strides behind him, paw-tips dragging on the ground.
The presence of magic use quickly sent the dragon into an alert mindset, leaping out of the way and trusting that he wouldn't smack straight into a tree, rock or crevasse.
Monokeros practically squawked at the scene carrying out, the tigerblood foo pushing Monokeros out of the way of a rather jagged chunk of rotted wood.