Nimisha

Nimisha grew up the tomboy of her clan. Her beige and dull blue basic colors kept her humble; her fiery no nonsense, rough and tumble ways won her friends.

When she grew into her genes she became stunning, but you wouldn't know it to talk to her. The boys that used to tweak her ears now suddenly stammered and missed updrafts when they spoke to her. Suddenly the other dragons had expectations of her! Be more mature, stop playing with boys and settle down with one. Nimisha hated it.

Frustrated with the broken friendships of her childhood (for Nimisha gave her heart to no drake), Nimisha took flight and left her Water clan. While flitting about looking for trouble to get into in the Focal Point, Nimisha encountered another fae named, of all the silly things, ChildlikeEmpress. Empress was a bright and beautiful orphan, with fathomless Shadowed eyes. Nimisha's playful mischievousness wiped some of Empress' sadness away.

Together they played silly pranks, and explored forbidden areas, daring each other to greater danger. One day the lone poisonous torridae they were baiting in his den turned out to be not so alone. Surrounded and grounded the terrified duo screamed their defiance and resolved to embrace death fighting, even though terror threatened to overwhelm them.

Unbeknownst to them, a grizzled warrior by the name of Scorpius was nearby. A loner by nature, Scorpius eschewed clan life. He had spotted the impetuous women entering the torridae den and recognized it as a dangerous rookie move.

However, such was his nature that he wanted them good and scared before he rushed to the rescue. When he heard their terrified screams of rage and defiance, he barreled into action, bursting into the torridae den and ripping the unfortunate creatures apart. It was over quickly but horrifically.

In the aftermath Childlike Empress and Nimisha were left blood spattered and blinking at the wild, wooley stranger in their midst. With a snort of disgust, Scorpius shooed the girls out of the den and proceeded to berate them every flap of the flight back to their clan. Much to his dismay, the ladies dragged him into their home, fed him and tended his wounds. He snarled and growled and snapped, but with the greatest reluctance he slowly allowed himself to enjoy their ministrations. He firmly drew the line at joining the clan. Living in a lair with a bunch of other dragons? No sir, that's disgusting.

Despite his gruff exterior, the girls came to adore him. Together they formed a coli team. Scorpius insisted that it was because he didn't want to ever have to sully his furs saving their worthless tails, and the girls were kind enough to let him believe it.