Ilithyia

Fire Dragon | Female | Squad Leader's Dragon | Mentions: (directly) Nico, Desmodus. (Indirectly) Sevo

Ilithyia huffed in response as her rider finally arrived beside her. She tilted her head down, allowing him to reach her horn as he tied on the ribbon. Nico had always been thoughtful in these small details, a symbolic gesture to show that they were bonded. For a moment, she stared at her rider, her eyes reflecting an overwhelming sense of pride and affection towards him. She blinked, before shaking her head to refocus on their surroundings. "I have not seen them," she replied to Nico, her keen eyes sweeped the area, looking for the two mentors or their dragons.

"Seems to be an older batch this year," she observed from their cliff, her sharp eyes scanning the assembled students. As they continued to watch, more dragons filled the valley, each with its unique presence and character. However, Ilithyia's attention was drawn to a particular dragon, a sickly-looking male whose condition was immediately apparent. "What is that?" she growled softly to Nico, her voice tinged with shock and mild disgust. Her scarlet eyes focused on the dragon with dark grey and green scales, but what struck her the most was the absence of eyes in the dragon's sockets. “He doesn’t have eyes,” her voice trailed off as Ilithyia watched as a few other dragons in the vicinity avoided the blind male, giving him a wide berth.

Ilithyia grew restless with her unease as she rose to her full height, her formidable form radiating tension. She glowered down at the blind dragon, a low growl rumbling in her throat as steam starting to rise from her body. Her instincts were on high alert as she struggled to make sense of the situation. The sight of a dragon without eyes was highly unusual and had caught her off guard. It wasn't unheard of of blind dragons, but at least they still had eyes not just sockets. As she continued to observe the disturbing dragon, it became clear that it wasn't just his missing eyes that unnerved her. There was something about his entire being that set her on edge, causing her strong defensive response.

There was an air of fear and misery around him, as if the other dragons instinctively recognized this aura and kept their distance. As her attention remained fixed on the grey dragon, a large bat-like dragon suddenly stood beside her, startling her and causing her to let out a louder snarler. Ilithyia quickly shot the primal dragon an apologetic look, shaking her body to remove the discomfort, her instincts still on high alert. "Hello, Desmodus," Ilithyia greeted respectfully. "No, Nico and I were just trying to find them," she explained, her gaze momentarily diverted to the slimy male with no eyes. It was hard to tear her eyes away from him, she has never seen a dragon like him. She let out a puff of smoke as she breathed out deeply, that dragon made her uneasy. Something told her they need to keep an eye on him.

Ilithyia finally tore her eyes off the dreadful dragon and turned her gaze more purposefully to Desmodus. "They are probably playing in the water somewhere," she said lightly, trying to ease her own tension. "After all, it's not just them who were late," she added, giving Nico a playful look. It was, however, unusal for Lara to be late.

Atop the surface of a large lake, the water dragon floated. Her deep blue scales caught the sun's light, casting prismatic reflections that danced across the water as she glided around gently. K'issuk's body was designed for the water, and as she moved, hardly a ripple appeared. Everything around them, it seemed, was silent and unnmoving.

Perched on her back, Kaia rested, softly humming deep in thought. Every so often, she herself would let a gentle tune slip from her chest, akin to that of a whale. Just for a moment, she allowed them to have some peace, before having to make an official appearance at the ceremony. Being mentors, they needed to set a good example for the others, and K'issuk wished to greet the newcomers properly.

At the voice of Kaia, the water dragon turned her head, her neck twisting in such a way to allow a singular eye to rest upon him. The mention of Sedna had caught her attention, knowing that the relationship between the two brothers was.. a difficult one. Still, she listened to Kaia's words, raising her tail and sending a small wave of water at him as he shot out a comment. Had they been on land, her tail would have made contact with his head, but alas, water would do.

'Be nice today.' She started, tone softening. 'I know that things have been.. tense, but I'm sure that Sedna could use some support.' She touched upon the topic lightly, knowing that it was a difficult subject at times. Regardless, even if Kaia refused, she herself would greet Sedna. 'Who knows, maybe you will be the one to congratulate him today if things go well.' Knowing that the Seeleen family pushed Sedna to attend the ceremonies, K'issuk couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Pondering for a moment, her attention soon focused upon the dragons that Kaia had begun to name. There was a storm dragon, and then an earth one, and so on. 'They seem to be arriving all at once.' She noted, head raised towards the sky and nodding along as Kaia continued to call out names. 'It seems as if several classes are appearing.' Both common and rare ones alike emerged, to which K'issuk acknowledged.

'I suppose that we should enter. I'm sure that Desmodus would appreciate the help..' Trailing off, K'issuk's eyes narrowed as a light appeared above her. Raising her tail from the watery depths, she positoned the tip over her eyes and gazed upwards, just as Kaia spoke of a light dragon. 'It certainly is bright, I'll tell you that,' she mumbled, nearly scowling before dropping her tail as a familiar cooing sound was heard.

"Aalis?" She questioned, craning her neck before a sudden, eerie shriek of happiness escaped from her gills. "Oh, it is you!" She exclaimed, offering her old companion a smile. As Aalis glided away and landed near the lake, K'issuk took that as a cue to depart, her speed within the water increasing.

"Aalis Soile is an old friend of mine." She began, updating Kaia. "Her home is something out of a storybook, filled with Northern Lights that dance across the sky." She paused. "I must take you there one day, if she allows it. Aalis has always been a gracious host. A very gracious one indeed." Nodding along to her words, she emerged from the water, soaking the ground beneath her as she expanded her tattered wings. Fanning both herself and Kaia out, K'issuk immediately took to the skies.

Keeping low to the ground, the water dragon glided inches away from the trees. It took all but a few seconds to reach their destination, for the lake wasn't far from the valley. Upon their arrival, K'issuk descended next to Aalis, having noted where she landed so that she may greet her properly. 'Come, come, let me introduce you two.' Wailing softly, she hobbled her way to the light dragon, Kaia still upon her back (miracuously), and bobbed her head in greeting. Extending her arms, she clasped them around Aalis' own momentarily before returning them to the ground.

"Has it finally happened? Have you finally felt the pull?" It was an obvious question with an obvious answer, but K'issuk Rán asked nonetheless before pausing. "Forgive my rudeness," she began. "Aalis, this is Kaia Seeleen. Kaia, this is Aalis Soile" Glancing to her rider, she tapped him upon the shoulders and practically nudged him off of her so that he could properly introduce himself, before turning back to Aalis.

"You must be weary from your travels. Once this is over, let me be the one to host you this time."

Borealis Alarie

Female Rider || Dragon: Saore || M: (Dir) None. (Ind) Sevo Archemoros. Others.

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Borealis was one of the last to arrive in the crowd. She was busy getting a lecture from her overprotective mother for over thirty minutes, who kept constantly telling her to obey the mentors and other nonsense stuff that she already heard for the fifteen millionth time. The same lecture her mother gives every time she disobeys her. She could probably recite the whole lecture in her head if she wanted to, but now wasn't to time to be testing her memory skills. Now was the time to be focusing on the wonderful dragons that descended from the sky.

Borealis was trying to stay at the back of the crowd since her social awkwardness was really kicking in now. She would be much more excited for the ceremony if it wasn't for the huge crowd. If it was like ten other people that'd be fine, but this seemed like there were fifty of them in this one spot Even being near other people was becoming difficult for her over the days of being isolated in her house, working with her mother in the garden here and there, or sitting in her room and reading. She really desired a book now, since the ceremony had to start during her normal reading time of the day. Her favorite book was just practically calling her.

Borealis could faintly see a dragon in the distance, and oh how she wished she could see him better. He was magnificent, looking like something out of a horror story, which she definitely loved horror. He was slightly comparable to a zombie due to the thin layer of mucus that covered his scales. He didn't even have eyes, instead, his eye sockets were just completely empty, and terrifyingly cool looking to her. I wonder if he'd accept a hug, or if he'd bite my head off. I'd definitely have to take a shower afterwards, but it'd be worth it, even though he stinks. Yes, she could smell him even though she was quite a bit far away. She couldn't stop looking at him- he was horrifying in a magnificent way.

Kavik Forger || New Rider || Dragon: Ananth || M: Mariana, Medi NPC and Rhyhor and Ananth (ind)

He felt a strange sensation for a split second, as though he had left his body and was staring at himself from somewhere outside of it. He could almost feel the earth turning on its axis, whirring him around like a giant merry-go-round, threatening to fling him off at any second. However, it only lasted a small moment before the feeling subsided. Kavik knit his brows together with a frown, shaking his head. Strange.

He raised his head at the sound of a familiar voice, eyes quickly focusing on the ice blue ones that belonged to Mariana Cross. She was hooded, and sensing that this was a time for anonymity, Kavik withheld the customary bow and address for the young woman. Instead, he offered a wry smile as she spoke. The Lady's voice held a teasing tone, one that relaxed Kavik's tense shoulders.

"If I had had anything close to the texture of oatmeal for breakfast, no amount of Medi's venom would make a difference on my mood," he stated, making a playful grimace of a face. "Slimy grains? No, thank you."

Hegave a mock bow at her last sentence. "I would give all the gold in the world to be able to attend endless festivities surrounded by adoring crowds. I simply love people."

The blatant lie sailed smoothly from his lips; had some passerby overheard him without knowing who he was or that he was being sarcastic, they may have believed his words to be true. Kavik let a short silence come before resting his arm on a bent knee and asking, "Are you here to people watch, or are you here to get whisked away to some far off land that none but dragons can reach?"

Movement out of the corner of his eye brought his gaze up to a powerful, scarred dragon powering his way through the crowded maze of people. Although the great reptile didn't seem to have locked in on anything -- or anyone -- he was clearly on the prowl. His large frame was headed towards the boulder Kavik had stationed himself upon, but nothing stirred inside him. Nothing suggested that he was the creature's quarry, so, while he kept a portion of his senses dedicated to monitoring the dragon, he did not focus his whole being upon him.

Kavik felt a faint twist in his chest as his gaze crossed paths of a more cautious-looking dragon that was giving the boulder -- or perhaps the angry-looking dragon -- a wide berth. Now feeling somewhat uncertain as to his situation, Kavik attempted to shake away the feeling and focused again on Mariana. It felt good to see a friendly familiar face; he recognized a few other people, but so far, the Lady Cross was the only one that he actually spent time with on purpose.