cirius

personality
Cirius is a dragon with a kind heart, his fluffy exterior reflects that. He doesn't have a violent bone in his body, preferring a nice quiet life than to a violent one. He is gentle to everyone he meets even animals that some dragons would rather eat, this is why he has chosen a diet of plants and forgone any type of meat. Everyone he meets will find his warm personality a safe refuge from the war and destruction that surrounds the world of flight rising.

history

Cirius was born into the Plague flight out of his parents Morfran and Garnet, his parents both had blood lust and were reigning champions in the coliseum. They loved to fight, not just for survival but for death. Any other dragon they met would be dead within a matter of minutes, the only reason they got together was because they both had such a fierce mindset neither would give in to death. They figured out that since they couldn't die even when faced against each other the damage they could inflict together would be twice as powerful than one of them alone. One thing led to another and the two of them had a clutch of two eggs, Cirius and his sister Clarissa were the outcome. His sister had shown a thirst for blood from the start, she always tackled him and beat him at any fight training they were given. He loved his family dearly but that didn't mean that they did, he was too nice and weak so they were ashamed to call him part of their family. At a year old they disowned him leaving him to his own devices, if he had been smart he would have disowned them back but he didn't. Instead he stayed within the flight and survived until adulthood, he avoided his family and never looked back. One day while he was expanding his den another dragon approached him, it was a purple female. She didn't seem half bad when he got to know her, her name was Birsha. They hung around each other for a couple of days until something unexpected happened. It was Birsha's season so she was in heat, the woman begged Cirius to help ease her heat before any other male took advantage of her. He was shocked but being the nice guy that he was he obliged. Before he knew it he was the father of a clutch of three eggs. Being raised to worship the almighty Plaguebringer the day that the eggs were laid he pledged to himself that he would exalt one child out of every clutch that he and his now and forever mate laid. even if it was only one egg they would be dedicated for the purpose of worshiping his lord.