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____Atlantis was anything but normal. His heart hungry for adventure just as a tiny hatchling, Atlantis was constantly reaching toward the sky with his talons outstretched for a journey. He was taken into the clan at a young age from his parents, legends in their own. As the first-born son, he was filled with the powers of the oceans and unknown. His eyes glimmered with a new power and light offered to his clan, and his confident smile an assurance to any dragon that would doubt him. His clan knew since he was young that he was destined for an exciting life, filled to the brim with euphoria for finding the unknown.
____Atlantis wasn't constricted by the limits of the Clan of Flaring Constellations. Truly, the Ashfall Waste was where his heart laid in the end, but he was hungry for adventure as a young dragon. He had no one to keep him back; his family wasn't in his tribe, and his close friends encouraged him to be free. It was when he grew up to be strong enough that Atlantis decided to set off. Pacific, a close friend of his, set off with him, as their mutual hungers for a journey melded together. It was just the two of them, setting off on a ship that a local Water clan lent to them.
____Nothing could compare to Atlantis' journeys. To him, there was not a thing better than leaning over the side of his ship, feeling the ocean mist brush against his face, and the summer warmth bask on his scales. He was free to go where he willed, meet who he wanted, and trade. A few other dragons joined on his journeys as he went from place to place. Datura, who would become the clan's archeologist. Depth, a dragon home to the waters, but truly lived sailing them. But none of them lived up to the adventure of Anala that he embarked on.
____Anala was soft, gentle. Everything Atlantis could have wanted. He met her deep within The Sea of a Thousand Currents, packed in their dungeons. The image of when he first met her burned into his mind. There she was, a young dragon, hunching in the far corners of a jail in a cave that dripped with water. But she stood out against the other dragons in the dungeon; her colors were bright oranges, flaringly beautiful and bold. Her gaze was soft, her talons trembling. Her eyes were a deep blue, however, like the oceans he travelled. It was a shock at first, to see such a fiery dragon in such a watery place.
____It had to be the craziest thing Atlantis had ever did. He stopped in his silent tours of the prison, wrapping his talons around the bars constricting her. At first, she was afraid, but it didn't take her long to open up. Atlantis could never wash it from his mind; the moment he roared out, breaking open her bars. Together, they escaped, and hopped back onto their ship together. She was petrified, trembling and crying out the entire time. But it was the right thing to do. She wasn't fit within the prisons of Water.
____Anala was quiet most of his journeys, her jaw clamped shut. As Atlantis' life continued and his crew went on, he found himself spending time with Anala. Her energies were magnetic, the way she reserved to herself. But each day, Atlantis would find himself talking to her at sunset, using the brilliant warm colors to withdraw her true personality.
____Atlantis had no idea he was falling in love. It hit him like a bullet, strikingly fast. He never felt so compelled to a dragon before the way he did to Anala; her depthful, glistening eyes, and gentle touch. Her words of complexity, the way she spoke with such beauty and insight to life. It was unlike Atlantis had ever felt, the wave of love that rushed over him. The pulsing of his heart, weakness that he finally had felt for the first time in his life.
____Anala always spoke about how she wanted to visit home. But, like Atlantis, home wasn't what color his eyes were. Home was what was in their hearts, their spirits and souls. Atlantis grew up with a fiery personality, determined with his mind set on adventure. Anala had flames within her talons, resurged from her heart when she desired. Everything went from logic to heart in seconds, for Atlantis. Suddenly, he craved to show her home. Home, in the Ashfall Waste, where he grew up. Home, where he always knew he would return after his journeys.
____So Atlantis did it. He did it for her, he did it for the peace of his own heart. He turned his ship and crew around to visit home, just a short trip. But something felt so right, going back to where he was raised. At last, revisiting. He knew he would always have a desire to embark once again, after he showed Anala where she truly belonged. Pacific, too, was yearning for his birth home. They sailed back to the shores, where his crew raced back to the familiar volcanoes of the Ashfall Waste to reunite with the Clan of Flaring Constellations.
____Little did he know, Anala was carrying his egg. It was when they got back to the Ashfall Waste that she laid it, to his utter and complete shock. It was a single egg, but that was it. Atlantis was captivated with his hatchling coming, his own son. For some time, he settled down in the Ashfall Waste, nurturing the egg with Anala.
____It was the night that Once was hatched that he heard the wisest words he would ever hear, that came from Anala. It was when they were talking about how the hatchling would be born with Fire eyes, its true home and place. But that was when Anala turned to him, stopped him in his conversation, and met his jade eyes.
____"Wait, Atlantis. Don't you realize, that all of us, no matter what alignment, have a fire of life, burning within our own hearts?"
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____Atlantis is often reckless in love, throwing down anything that he can for the other dragon. However, he doesn't fall in love easily, and when he does, he denies it. But with the right dragon - who ended up being Anala - he will protect with all his heart and soul, dedicating himself. No matter what their Flight is, who they are, or where they are from, Atlantis will love fully, with his true self and soul, and never go back on his love. This was released in his feelings for Anala, and his undying and unrelenting love for her.
____Once, his only and last son, died merely a few days after birth. Atlantis and Anala were heartbroken; their precious son was gone. He was sick as he emerged from his egg, and never got better. Even Bounty and Angelica couldn't bring him back, no matter how hard they tried. Atlantis had a hole in his heart from the loss, but dedicated himself to finding time to reach Once as a spirit. He was unrelenting with his love for his only son, and would give anything up for him to be there, with him.
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____As he was born in Nature, he never felt connected or particularily drawn to the Flight. He didn't believe he took in any of their traits, either, until he was out in the wild. Atlantis' respect for nature was found through traveling the seas, riding across the waves, and respecting nature and the patterns it gave him on the oceans. Each place he visited, he made it a priority to give thanks to the nature that gave the place life, even if it stung to know that Nature was where he was truly from.
____Atlantis' crew was a varied group, all of different Flights and homes. His first crewmate was Pacific, who grew up with him in the Ashfall Waste. As the years passed, Pacific became more and more of a brother to him. Datura was the next, an enthusiastic archeologist who desired to see more of the world. Depth followed, with his love of the seas and waters. Aine was after him, as she found her fiery heart in the crew of Ashfall Waste natives. Anala, his mate, was the last. He resculed Anala from a prison in the Sea of a Thousand Currents.
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