Harmon

Harmon first encountered Falenthia while she was apparently digging out a lair. He flew down and landed bit away from her and she immediately spun around , flared her wings out and made a variety of threatening gestures at him. He just sat, looking at her with a curios expression, waiting to see how long it would be until she calmed down enough for him to approach.

His original clan had been mostly tundras with a couple of guardians that found their charges within that clan and 2 fae. He'd personally never seen either of the guardians go into full on protect/fight mode so he wasn't sure if the female guardian now was just being aggressive or protecting a charge.

Once she stopped roaring and mock charging him and seemed to no longer consider him a a threat Harmon asked what she was doing. She took a moment to size him up, scan the sky for other dragons, scent the air and settle into a slightly relaxed yet ready to pounce in a second position before answering him.

"I'm building my new home" she replied in a firm tone. Harmon looked over at the area she'd been working on. Either she'd already been digging for a long time or this lair existed already but was abandoned and she was clearing out the entrance of debris." Is this lair your charge?:" he asked, hoping he just sounded curious and not mocking in anyway. He thought guardians only had other dragons or perhaps animals as charges, he hadn't thought that an inanimate object or a place could be a charge.

" I believe it is", voice still firm and casting him a suspicious glance, but she relaxed just a bit more. "may take a look?" asking as he slowly stood. He really didn't want to anger the much larger than himself gaudian but his curiosity about the situation was getting stronger and he wanted to see exactly what she was doing and ask a lot of questions.
Falenthia tensed and half jumped up, wings starting to flare out from the protective instincts before she reined herself in. Harmon jumped back at the sudden movement but remained calm, sitting back down a few paces back from where he originally sat.

"uhm, my apologies" falenthia said, tucking her wings back in, slightly embarrassed
" Having a charge is still new to me and I suppose I am overrating just a bit." She took a few steps away from the entrance of the lair and sat. " You may look, I will not harm you."

Harmon slowly got up and made his way to the lair entrance, looked at the condition of it and the mess on the ground. "is it ok if i go inside more?" he cautiously asked . He could see Falethia's jaw tighten for a few seconds before she took a deep breath and said yes. She knew that if she was going to have her own clan in this lair she'd have to get over feeling excessively protective about letting other dragons in the place. With permission Harmon explored the decently sized lair. After several minutes he made his way out and went back to sit in his spot. "not too bad for a starter lair.Did you dig the whole thing out?"

"no, it was already here. I suppose that's why I left my home lair for my search so early. My charge already existed and I was drawn to it."
Harmon thought about that for a moment. He'd left home rather early as well, infact his family was surprised that he wanted to leave at all. Aside from the non tundras of the clan pretty much everyone else was extended family. He told them he just felt like he needed to go out into the world, that there was something out there for him. He smirked, suddenly wondering if there was any guardian blood somewhere in his family tree.

Harmon was no great judge of guardian age, but she looked like she probably wasn't much older than himself. If she left home too early, he wondered if she was lonely having a giant rock for a charge since you can't move a mountain with you to visit your family.

He cleared him throat to get the guardian's attention, somewhat shyly asking "would it be alright if I stayed here with you?" he paused and looked at the great white guardian. Falenthia face showed surprise but she didn't speak and after a moment it made Harmon fidget so he quickly continued "I left my home a while ago too and have been wandering around not really finding anyplace to stay, or that I wanted to stay. Uhm, I could help you clean up the lair and hunt for food, dig out new rooms, anything really, if it would be ok with you." The guardian stood and smiled at Harmon, which made him relax. "yes, it would be ok with me if you stayed here." she bowed her head to him " My name is Falenthia"
Harmon smiled as well and returned the gesture, " My name is Harmon"

"I would be most appreciative of your companionship. Welcome to my home Harmon"
Harmon stepped forward, glad to have been accepted, and joined Falenthia in her work on their new home.

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Falenthia's first mate. Harmon likes taking care of hatchlings. He's very very patient and extremely slow to anger. He tends to be the friendlier face of the clan to new comers as Falenthia can come off as a bit standoffish at first.

Harmon also helps keep logs of the Clan's activity. He has a small library of Clan history. Most evenings Falenthia and/or Brinth talk with him about the day's events. Harmon will write as they tell him or sometimes write it down while he is nest sitting. Thankfully he has a very good memory.


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