Jyorias

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This Ice female is always a chatter box. Jyorias can't help it. She's just an energentic Coatl. Besides, she loves doing whatever makes her feel happy. Despite, the quietness of the Clan, the constant noise of the Clan is Jyorias chattering away.

All the dragons thought she didn't belong in the quiet darkness. Everyone though she'd be in the Lightening or something that lived up to her standards. Ah but it wasn't always the case.

When she was barely a hatchling in the Ice territory, there was a mix of noises and the silence. During the periods of noise, Jyorias loved to be in the mix, happily engaging with everyone. However, when there was silence, she would venture out into the unknown wilderness hoping to find someone to talk to. Most of the time, she found no one.

During the times she was on her adventure, she picked up a habit to talk to herself. As days passed, it became a regular thing for the Coatl to talk to herself. Even when there was other members of her Ice Clan trying to talk to her, they would often be ignored as she kept her one sided conversation.

Eventually, the Ice Clan became wary of the female. They worried about her strange mentality as she refused to talk to anyone. So, when she was still a hatchling, the Clan gave her up. Honestly, the Coatl didn't even notice until she was scared off by the members.

She had stood there confused as to why they would kick her out but shrugged. Then she had traveled, hopping on her stubby legs and once in a while trying to fly. (It didn't work out that well with her newborn wings.) Throughout the whole time, the Ice dragon kept a conversation with herself. Every dragon that had seen her, moved out of their way, watching the small dragon continue on.

Then suddenly, she bumped into a figure. She fell onto her back and gazed up at the figure. She saw dark red eyes staring back at her.

Good going, Jyorias!She whispered to herself.

It was an accident... But look at those eyes! She mumbled back to herself.

Hm, The young dragon tilted her head. They look evil!

No they don't! She whispered yelled.

Meanwhile, the white dragon who was bumped into tilted his head. "Nightcloud," He called out his to his mate, "Is she talking to herself?"

A gray and purple winged dragon strode up to the white dragon, curiously looking at the small dragon talking to herself. "I guess she is... Do you think Ayato and Ember will allow her, Xenon?"

"Maybe..." He lowered his head to Jyorias's level. "Hey, what's your name?" His voice changed to happy.

Meanwhile, the Coatl stood up and stared at the two. Is he talking to me?

Maybe he is? Maybe. The young female muttered.

The older dragons shared a look. Then the purple winged Skydancer curled her tail around the hatchling. "Let's take her." Xenon nodded, happily doing whatever his mate wanted. Together they flew through the darkness with the small female mumbling about how hungry she is.

When the older dragons told the Clan Leaders of the hatchling, they were skeptical. Usually, there wasn't a dragon who talked to themselves. Was there?

Anyways, they accepted the young one, thinking of dangerous possibilities if they left her out. They hoped she would grow out of the habit. Oh were they wrong.

The habit never ceased even once. Most of the dragons in the Clan left Jyorias to herself sort of wondering when the dragon will snap out of this habit. Though there is one dragon that is sometimes by her side. It's not unusal to see her there given Tesla's condition.

Although the Clan is quiet, there is a constant stream of noise happening from the Coatl. Jyorias isn't harmful or anything, if there is way to get rid of the silence in your ears, go by her. There's a chance that she probably won't know you're there.