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@Novawaltz Here are the bios for Wright and Shari! Feel free to do whatever you'd like with them!
[quote=Wright's bio]Wright would never admit to ever being lonely as he stood outside of his clan's lair , faithfully guarding the entrance with life. Stubborn-to-a-fault, and as unmoving as a statue, he absolutely refused to abandon his post, despite the occasional feeling of utter boredom when he stayed alone.
Truthfully, there was hardly any action. Just a simple baring of his teeth and flaring of his seemingly bloodstained wings could usually send most incoming enemies away. It was almost as if he was performing a show, and Wright liked to think if it as such. Nothing wrong with showing off a bit, right? And when violence was necessary, there were no problems either, having spent most of his childhood training for battle.
"You don't need to stay here as well," Wright would gruffly tell Valen, a fellow guard in their clan. Often, the crimson Imperial would join Wright during his guard duty. "Only one of us is needed to stand guard anyways."
"You get bored too, don't you?" Valen would shrug his shoulders, posting himself at the other side of the entrance. "I know the feeling. Plus, two of us means twice the protection."
Wright couldn't argue with that, so they sat together through the seasons, guarding the clan together. Wright would still take all the credit when they drove off a raiding group or an invading clan though.
"My guard duty," he reasoned. "my credit. I did all the work."
The only time when Wright would attempt to humble himself was when his mate, Shari, would join him and Valen on guard duty. He loved her company, and Shari was always good for conversation.
When new hatchlings arrived, however, Wright was ecstatic (though he would never say so out loud). It was rather entertaining, he thought, to watch them trip and fall over one another as they played in front of the lair. Far more entertaining than staring blankly out into the unknown, at least. Plus, the hatchlings would often get a kick out of Wright showing off his battle capabilities. Again, it was like performing a show, and nothing wrong with showing off a bit, right?
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And here's Shari's!
[quote=Shari's bio]Shari hated to say so out loud, but she had to admit that she played virtually no important role in the life of her clan. Having been raised on the free and easy, she had never bothered to really learn any particular skill or practice an special talent, so she never knew what to really [i]do[/i]... with her time, at least. That stayed true even as Shari grew up into a full-grown dragon. She was a self-proclaimed practitioner in the arts of laziness, if that could count for anything. Somehow, she doubted it.
What she did do was fall in love with Wright, the stubborn and somewhat-vain guardian, who faithfully stood guard outside of the lair, through the day and night. Shari was pretty sure it was love at first sight. In the beginning, she fell in love with his blood-stained color scheme, which was ever so similar to her own. Next, she fell in love with his dedicated personality. Even though he was incredibly hard-headed, so was Shari (albeit in slightly different ways). She could relate to him in more ways than one.
At times, when she felt really up to it, Shari would join her mate and his friend, Valen, on guard duty, because why not? It was fun, and pretty rewarding at times. It made her feel good to at least look like she was doing something productive for the clan.
But in truth, that wasn't the reason why she occasionally stood by the lair entrance for hours without end. Shari knew that she was simply looking for another excuse to stand by Wright's side for a little while longer. She hated working with a passion.
At times, she curses the way she was raised. Why couldn't she have been born and brought up to be a hard-working dragon like every other dragon in her clan? Sometimes, she lay in her bed, trying to go to sleep, mulling over how useless she felt.
"Do you think they hate me?" Shari asked Wright one day. "I do virtually nothing in this clan to help out— and don't mention guard duty. I only sometimes do that so that I can be with you."
"Of course not." Wright responded, shrugging his shoulders. "I may not be the best dragon to say this, but I know that you're far from useless. Your presence alone is all that you need to contribute. Don't worry, Shari. They don't hate you."
Shari smiled. Wright may act like he only cares about himself, but Shari knew better. He was her mate, and she wouldn't have anyone else.
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@Novawaltz Here are the bios for Wright and Shari! Feel free to do whatever you'd like with them!
And here's Shari's!
Wright's bio wrote:
Wright would never admit to ever being lonely as he stood outside of his clan's lair , faithfully guarding the entrance with life. Stubborn-to-a-fault, and as unmoving as a statue, he absolutely refused to abandon his post, despite the occasional feeling of utter boredom when he stayed alone.
Truthfully, there was hardly any action. Just a simple baring of his teeth and flaring of his seemingly bloodstained wings could usually send most incoming enemies away. It was almost as if he was performing a show, and Wright liked to think if it as such. Nothing wrong with showing off a bit, right? And when violence was necessary, there were no problems either, having spent most of his childhood training for battle.
"You don't need to stay here as well," Wright would gruffly tell Valen, a fellow guard in their clan. Often, the crimson Imperial would join Wright during his guard duty. "Only one of us is needed to stand guard anyways."
"You get bored too, don't you?" Valen would shrug his shoulders, posting himself at the other side of the entrance. "I know the feeling. Plus, two of us means twice the protection."
Wright couldn't argue with that, so they sat together through the seasons, guarding the clan together. Wright would still take all the credit when they drove off a raiding group or an invading clan though.
"My guard duty," he reasoned. "my credit. I did all the work."
The only time when Wright would attempt to humble himself was when his mate, Shari, would join him and Valen on guard duty. He loved her company, and Shari was always good for conversation.
When new hatchlings arrived, however, Wright was ecstatic (though he would never say so out loud). It was rather entertaining, he thought, to watch them trip and fall over one another as they played in front of the lair. Far more entertaining than staring blankly out into the unknown, at least. Plus, the hatchlings would often get a kick out of Wright showing off his battle capabilities. Again, it was like performing a show, and nothing wrong with showing off a bit, right?
Truthfully, there was hardly any action. Just a simple baring of his teeth and flaring of his seemingly bloodstained wings could usually send most incoming enemies away. It was almost as if he was performing a show, and Wright liked to think if it as such. Nothing wrong with showing off a bit, right? And when violence was necessary, there were no problems either, having spent most of his childhood training for battle.
"You don't need to stay here as well," Wright would gruffly tell Valen, a fellow guard in their clan. Often, the crimson Imperial would join Wright during his guard duty. "Only one of us is needed to stand guard anyways."
"You get bored too, don't you?" Valen would shrug his shoulders, posting himself at the other side of the entrance. "I know the feeling. Plus, two of us means twice the protection."
Wright couldn't argue with that, so they sat together through the seasons, guarding the clan together. Wright would still take all the credit when they drove off a raiding group or an invading clan though.
"My guard duty," he reasoned. "my credit. I did all the work."
The only time when Wright would attempt to humble himself was when his mate, Shari, would join him and Valen on guard duty. He loved her company, and Shari was always good for conversation.
When new hatchlings arrived, however, Wright was ecstatic (though he would never say so out loud). It was rather entertaining, he thought, to watch them trip and fall over one another as they played in front of the lair. Far more entertaining than staring blankly out into the unknown, at least. Plus, the hatchlings would often get a kick out of Wright showing off his battle capabilities. Again, it was like performing a show, and nothing wrong with showing off a bit, right?
And here's Shari's!
Shari's bio wrote:
Shari hated to say so out loud, but she had to admit that she played virtually no important role in the life of her clan. Having been raised on the free and easy, she had never bothered to really learn any particular skill or practice an special talent, so she never knew what to really do... with her time, at least. That stayed true even as Shari grew up into a full-grown dragon. She was a self-proclaimed practitioner in the arts of laziness, if that could count for anything. Somehow, she doubted it.
What she did do was fall in love with Wright, the stubborn and somewhat-vain guardian, who faithfully stood guard outside of the lair, through the day and night. Shari was pretty sure it was love at first sight. In the beginning, she fell in love with his blood-stained color scheme, which was ever so similar to her own. Next, she fell in love with his dedicated personality. Even though he was incredibly hard-headed, so was Shari (albeit in slightly different ways). She could relate to him in more ways than one.
At times, when she felt really up to it, Shari would join her mate and his friend, Valen, on guard duty, because why not? It was fun, and pretty rewarding at times. It made her feel good to at least look like she was doing something productive for the clan.
But in truth, that wasn't the reason why she occasionally stood by the lair entrance for hours without end. Shari knew that she was simply looking for another excuse to stand by Wright's side for a little while longer. She hated working with a passion.
At times, she curses the way she was raised. Why couldn't she have been born and brought up to be a hard-working dragon like every other dragon in her clan? Sometimes, she lay in her bed, trying to go to sleep, mulling over how useless she felt.
"Do you think they hate me?" Shari asked Wright one day. "I do virtually nothing in this clan to help out— and don't mention guard duty. I only sometimes do that so that I can be with you."
"Of course not." Wright responded, shrugging his shoulders. "I may not be the best dragon to say this, but I know that you're far from useless. Your presence alone is all that you need to contribute. Don't worry, Shari. They don't hate you."
Shari smiled. Wright may act like he only cares about himself, but Shari knew better. He was her mate, and she wouldn't have anyone else.
What she did do was fall in love with Wright, the stubborn and somewhat-vain guardian, who faithfully stood guard outside of the lair, through the day and night. Shari was pretty sure it was love at first sight. In the beginning, she fell in love with his blood-stained color scheme, which was ever so similar to her own. Next, she fell in love with his dedicated personality. Even though he was incredibly hard-headed, so was Shari (albeit in slightly different ways). She could relate to him in more ways than one.
At times, when she felt really up to it, Shari would join her mate and his friend, Valen, on guard duty, because why not? It was fun, and pretty rewarding at times. It made her feel good to at least look like she was doing something productive for the clan.
But in truth, that wasn't the reason why she occasionally stood by the lair entrance for hours without end. Shari knew that she was simply looking for another excuse to stand by Wright's side for a little while longer. She hated working with a passion.
At times, she curses the way she was raised. Why couldn't she have been born and brought up to be a hard-working dragon like every other dragon in her clan? Sometimes, she lay in her bed, trying to go to sleep, mulling over how useless she felt.
"Do you think they hate me?" Shari asked Wright one day. "I do virtually nothing in this clan to help out— and don't mention guard duty. I only sometimes do that so that I can be with you."
"Of course not." Wright responded, shrugging his shoulders. "I may not be the best dragon to say this, but I know that you're far from useless. Your presence alone is all that you need to contribute. Don't worry, Shari. They don't hate you."
Shari smiled. Wright may act like he only cares about himself, but Shari knew better. He was her mate, and she wouldn't have anyone else.
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Dragon name: TangyGoat
Dragon's preferred pronouns: He/Him
Any relationships with other dragons you would like to be mentioned: None
Any other details you feel need to be added into the bio (personality, backstory, hobbies, fears, achievements, etc.): Adventurous spiral who's only goal right now in life is to find the perfect mate. He wants to travel the world and be accepted for the man he is. Everybody thinks he is weak and ugly but he wants to be a big beautiful strong spiral who can impress the right woman.
Hope this helps. I look forward to seeing what you come up with!- @Hannar
Dragon name: TangyGoat
Dragon's preferred pronouns: He/Him
Any relationships with other dragons you would like to be mentioned: None
Any other details you feel need to be added into the bio (personality, backstory, hobbies, fears, achievements, etc.): Adventurous spiral who's only goal right now in life is to find the perfect mate. He wants to travel the world and be accepted for the man he is. Everybody thinks he is weak and ugly but he wants to be a big beautiful strong spiral who can impress the right woman.
Hope this helps. I look forward to seeing what you come up with!- @Hannar
@KMS66563 Sure thing! You've been given a slot!
@Novawaltz No problem! Hope you liked them!
@Trippfaerie Sorry if this took a while! I have finished Sunset and Sunrise's bios! Feel free to do whatever you want with them!
[quote=Sunset's bio]
Sunset preferred to not remember what it was like to be a fae, as in he didn't particularly [i]like[/i] being a fae. It only reminded him of his rather pitiful past, where he woke up alone and immediately began stealing to survive. Eventually he began to use the "survival" card as a means to an end; a mere excuse to continue his petty acts. He was nearly caught. It was just one time, and it was the last.
He ran and fled into the forest, and was lucky enough to meet a clan who immediately took him in. The faerie didn't ask why he had been on the run, and her skydancer hadn't inquired as to why he had looked so desperate for shelter. They took him in, and that easily could have been the end of the story.
Then Sunset met [i]her[/i] there. Sunrise. The moment he saw her, he saw how sad she looked. He recognized the distress in the guardian female's gaze; after all, he often had the same one in his own. Just like him, and many others in this small clan, she had no memories of her youth. From then on, he vowed to cease his past actions, promising to dedicate the rest of his life to making her smile.
It was like he changed overnight. Before anyone knew what was happening, the silent, stony fae had transformed into a confident, playful one, willing to do anything to make Sunrise laugh, and [i]gosh[/i] did he love her smile. In exchange, Sunrise was there to keep his love for pranks (as harmless as they were,) in check. It was like they were made for each other. Sunset never mentioned his past to her, and Sunrise knew that he was hiding something behind that lazy, heart-warming smile, but she knew that he would tell her in due time.
"I don't want to be a fae," Sunset complained to her one day.
"Huh?" Sunrise blinked. "Why not?"
"You're so much bigger than me!" Sunset whined, nudging her with his small head.
"Well," Sunrise hesitated before asking calmly, "What [i]do[/i] you want to be?"
"A coatl!" He instantly replied, remembering how he admired the thick feathers and long tails as he watched a clan of coatls fly by the other day. He struck the proud pose of a coatl, sticking his tongue out. "That way, I can still be as big as you, and look nice while I'm at it!"
Sunrise laughed, flicking at him with her tail, "Then I want to join you! If you become a coatl, then I will too!"
And that's exactly what they did. With the help of the rest of the clan, the two mates were able to change their bodies into that of coatls, and the smiles that over took their faces couldn't be contained.
[i]This was what it meant to be happy.[/i][/quote]
And here is Sunrise's!
[quote=Sunrise's bio]
Sunrise had never been comfortable about talking about her past, mainly because she really didn't have one. For all she knew, she had no parents, or any family, for that matter. The only family that she knew existed in the small clan in the forest that had taken her in and she had still been a guardian.
She had been extremely nervous the day the faerie and her skydancer had guided her back to their lair, saying that they could be her new family. Sunrise had been almost positive that she would stick out within their 'family' like a sore thumb. After all, she had virtually no memories. Surely the other dragons would be disgusted and confused by someone like her.
To her surprise, that was not the case at all. Quite on the contrary, actually. Almost every dragon in the clan was suffering through the same case of supposed amnesia as her. The only difference was that they were happier, basking in this familial sense that Sunrise still had not become familiar to. Soon enough, Sunrise felt at ease within her new family, happily going about her days with contentment.
However, [i]something[/i] was missing, as though even though the puzzled pieces all fit into place, there was one that just wasn't there. Sunrise searched and searched for it, but nothing seemed to fit, or it didn't feel right.
As it turned out, she didn't actually need to go searching. Instead, her missing puzzle piece came to her in the form of Sunset, a small male fae. Ah, so that was what had been missing. Her charge. Every guardian had one. And this fae, Sunset, just had to be hers. She would protect him, she supposed.
Truthfully, it felt more like he was protecting her, but in all honesty, she didn't mind much. He made Sunrise smile more than she had ever smiled before with his jokes and his pranks. However, she knew that other members of the clan might've minded his acts more than her, so she tried her best to keep him in line. There was definitely something he was hiding behind that lazy smile of his, but that was okay. She trusted him. He would tell her in due time.
One day, he told her that he wanted to become a coatl, saying that he didn't like being smaller than her. Inwardly, Sunrise laughed. Even if he did change into a coatl, he would have still been smaller than her.
So then she chuckled out loud as she watched him strike the signature pose of a male coatl, and flicked him with her tail.
"Then I want to join you!" she declared. "If you become a coatl, then I will too!"
And [i]gosh[/i] the day they finally changed into coatls, the smiles that were plastered onto their faces were wider than ever before.
[i]So this was what it meant to be happy.[/i][/quote]
@Trippfaerie Sorry if this took a while! I have finished Sunset and Sunrise's bios! Feel free to do whatever you want with them!
And here is Sunrise's!
Sunset's bio wrote:
Sunset preferred to not remember what it was like to be a fae, as in he didn't particularly like being a fae. It only reminded him of his rather pitiful past, where he woke up alone and immediately began stealing to survive. Eventually he began to use the "survival" card as a means to an end; a mere excuse to continue his petty acts. He was nearly caught. It was just one time, and it was the last.
He ran and fled into the forest, and was lucky enough to meet a clan who immediately took him in. The faerie didn't ask why he had been on the run, and her skydancer hadn't inquired as to why he had looked so desperate for shelter. They took him in, and that easily could have been the end of the story.
Then Sunset met her there. Sunrise. The moment he saw her, he saw how sad she looked. He recognized the distress in the guardian female's gaze; after all, he often had the same one in his own. Just like him, and many others in this small clan, she had no memories of her youth. From then on, he vowed to cease his past actions, promising to dedicate the rest of his life to making her smile.
It was like he changed overnight. Before anyone knew what was happening, the silent, stony fae had transformed into a confident, playful one, willing to do anything to make Sunrise laugh, and gosh did he love her smile. In exchange, Sunrise was there to keep his love for pranks (as harmless as they were,) in check. It was like they were made for each other. Sunset never mentioned his past to her, and Sunrise knew that he was hiding something behind that lazy, heart-warming smile, but she knew that he would tell her in due time.
"I don't want to be a fae," Sunset complained to her one day.
"Huh?" Sunrise blinked. "Why not?"
"You're so much bigger than me!" Sunset whined, nudging her with his small head.
"Well," Sunrise hesitated before asking calmly, "What do you want to be?"
"A coatl!" He instantly replied, remembering how he admired the thick feathers and long tails as he watched a clan of coatls fly by the other day. He struck the proud pose of a coatl, sticking his tongue out. "That way, I can still be as big as you, and look nice while I'm at it!"
Sunrise laughed, flicking at him with her tail, "Then I want to join you! If you become a coatl, then I will too!"
And that's exactly what they did. With the help of the rest of the clan, the two mates were able to change their bodies into that of coatls, and the smiles that over took their faces couldn't be contained.
This was what it meant to be happy.
He ran and fled into the forest, and was lucky enough to meet a clan who immediately took him in. The faerie didn't ask why he had been on the run, and her skydancer hadn't inquired as to why he had looked so desperate for shelter. They took him in, and that easily could have been the end of the story.
Then Sunset met her there. Sunrise. The moment he saw her, he saw how sad she looked. He recognized the distress in the guardian female's gaze; after all, he often had the same one in his own. Just like him, and many others in this small clan, she had no memories of her youth. From then on, he vowed to cease his past actions, promising to dedicate the rest of his life to making her smile.
It was like he changed overnight. Before anyone knew what was happening, the silent, stony fae had transformed into a confident, playful one, willing to do anything to make Sunrise laugh, and gosh did he love her smile. In exchange, Sunrise was there to keep his love for pranks (as harmless as they were,) in check. It was like they were made for each other. Sunset never mentioned his past to her, and Sunrise knew that he was hiding something behind that lazy, heart-warming smile, but she knew that he would tell her in due time.
"I don't want to be a fae," Sunset complained to her one day.
"Huh?" Sunrise blinked. "Why not?"
"You're so much bigger than me!" Sunset whined, nudging her with his small head.
"Well," Sunrise hesitated before asking calmly, "What do you want to be?"
"A coatl!" He instantly replied, remembering how he admired the thick feathers and long tails as he watched a clan of coatls fly by the other day. He struck the proud pose of a coatl, sticking his tongue out. "That way, I can still be as big as you, and look nice while I'm at it!"
Sunrise laughed, flicking at him with her tail, "Then I want to join you! If you become a coatl, then I will too!"
And that's exactly what they did. With the help of the rest of the clan, the two mates were able to change their bodies into that of coatls, and the smiles that over took their faces couldn't be contained.
This was what it meant to be happy.
And here is Sunrise's!
Sunrise's bio wrote:
Sunrise had never been comfortable about talking about her past, mainly because she really didn't have one. For all she knew, she had no parents, or any family, for that matter. The only family that she knew existed in the small clan in the forest that had taken her in and she had still been a guardian.
She had been extremely nervous the day the faerie and her skydancer had guided her back to their lair, saying that they could be her new family. Sunrise had been almost positive that she would stick out within their 'family' like a sore thumb. After all, she had virtually no memories. Surely the other dragons would be disgusted and confused by someone like her.
To her surprise, that was not the case at all. Quite on the contrary, actually. Almost every dragon in the clan was suffering through the same case of supposed amnesia as her. The only difference was that they were happier, basking in this familial sense that Sunrise still had not become familiar to. Soon enough, Sunrise felt at ease within her new family, happily going about her days with contentment.
However, something was missing, as though even though the puzzled pieces all fit into place, there was one that just wasn't there. Sunrise searched and searched for it, but nothing seemed to fit, or it didn't feel right.
As it turned out, she didn't actually need to go searching. Instead, her missing puzzle piece came to her in the form of Sunset, a small male fae. Ah, so that was what had been missing. Her charge. Every guardian had one. And this fae, Sunset, just had to be hers. She would protect him, she supposed.
Truthfully, it felt more like he was protecting her, but in all honesty, she didn't mind much. He made Sunrise smile more than she had ever smiled before with his jokes and his pranks. However, she knew that other members of the clan might've minded his acts more than her, so she tried her best to keep him in line. There was definitely something he was hiding behind that lazy smile of his, but that was okay. She trusted him. He would tell her in due time.
One day, he told her that he wanted to become a coatl, saying that he didn't like being smaller than her. Inwardly, Sunrise laughed. Even if he did change into a coatl, he would have still been smaller than her.
So then she chuckled out loud as she watched him strike the signature pose of a male coatl, and flicked him with her tail.
"Then I want to join you!" she declared. "If you become a coatl, then I will too!"
And gosh the day they finally changed into coatls, the smiles that were plastered onto their faces were wider than ever before.
So this was what it meant to be happy.
She had been extremely nervous the day the faerie and her skydancer had guided her back to their lair, saying that they could be her new family. Sunrise had been almost positive that she would stick out within their 'family' like a sore thumb. After all, she had virtually no memories. Surely the other dragons would be disgusted and confused by someone like her.
To her surprise, that was not the case at all. Quite on the contrary, actually. Almost every dragon in the clan was suffering through the same case of supposed amnesia as her. The only difference was that they were happier, basking in this familial sense that Sunrise still had not become familiar to. Soon enough, Sunrise felt at ease within her new family, happily going about her days with contentment.
However, something was missing, as though even though the puzzled pieces all fit into place, there was one that just wasn't there. Sunrise searched and searched for it, but nothing seemed to fit, or it didn't feel right.
As it turned out, she didn't actually need to go searching. Instead, her missing puzzle piece came to her in the form of Sunset, a small male fae. Ah, so that was what had been missing. Her charge. Every guardian had one. And this fae, Sunset, just had to be hers. She would protect him, she supposed.
Truthfully, it felt more like he was protecting her, but in all honesty, she didn't mind much. He made Sunrise smile more than she had ever smiled before with his jokes and his pranks. However, she knew that other members of the clan might've minded his acts more than her, so she tried her best to keep him in line. There was definitely something he was hiding behind that lazy smile of his, but that was okay. She trusted him. He would tell her in due time.
One day, he told her that he wanted to become a coatl, saying that he didn't like being smaller than her. Inwardly, Sunrise laughed. Even if he did change into a coatl, he would have still been smaller than her.
So then she chuckled out loud as she watched him strike the signature pose of a male coatl, and flicked him with her tail.
"Then I want to join you!" she declared. "If you become a coatl, then I will too!"
And gosh the day they finally changed into coatls, the smiles that were plastered onto their faces were wider than ever before.
So this was what it meant to be happy.