"I don't eat punning humans-"

+He releases a huff at the dragons words and tone, something tells him this dragon is going to get on his nerves, begging him to be cornered and then spoken to like that he puffs out his chest, and pokes his tongue at the dragon ignoring everything else he said and opens his mouth to speak+

+With that said in a soft but angry tone he walks towards the dragon's side quickly climbing up the dragon and sitting on its back crossing his arms, but then again he feels something deep down like a spark this felt right somehow, uncrossing his arms he gently runs his hands over the dragon scales a smile finding its way onto his lips, shaking his head he holds onto the dragon softly to get a grip so he doesn't fall off+

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+His tone changes when he says that last sentence his hands trembling a little after, before he catches on and quickly stops himself from shaking and not saying another word after putting his hood back over his head he looks at his hands+

+Hearing the question from the dragon he tenses up, sucking In a breath through his nose slowly, thoughts begins to fall his mind, 'H-How dose he knows, does he want me to eave', Shaking the thoughts from his head he slowly nods it only once holding on to the dragon more tightly+

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"You know I am actually just trying to figure out why you're scared"

+Again the dragon speaks about his fear he tries to keep hidden, lowering his face once again he loosens his grip on the dragon only a smidge before he leans down so only the dragon can hear the soft tone of his words+.

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"I-I guess I should tell you...but maybe later, plus why do you want to know I thought you wanted to eat me"

+The sass at the end of his sentence was something that came naturally as he sits up returning his soft but firm grip on the dragon, still feeling the scales he giggles and a smile never leaves his lips though he soon changes it to a serious feature when they starts moving to the middle of the ground+

+The tone of the dragon makes the stops in his tracks not entering another word as he looks at the dragon's scales as if he was reading them lost deep in thought, feeling the muscle of the dragon's neck turns he looks up noticing the dragon was now looking at the direction to the watering whole+

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+The human speaks in a surprisingly soft voice, getting ready to hop off the dragon by turning to his side his feet hanging from the dragon's neck, still looking at the dragons scales now noticing the spots planting over his frame as well as the different kinds of blue decorating the dragons beautiful frame+

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Vivienne Moore

Rider | 17 | F | M: Vasuki, other dragons, and riders

Vivienne hadn't been waiting long when the first few dragons had appeared, a few water, fire, earth, and even air. It was all so fascinating and the girl was taking as much as she could in. This experience was unlike anything she had before, with so many dragons around her it was nearly overwhelming. Though a part of her was a bit disappointed that so many others had found their dragon, at this point, she wasn't even sure she would get the opportunity.

A sudden movement from the sky was what caught her eye next, the girl lifted her head to the sky in time to see a dragon flying down. She was confused when they disappeared, though a dark fog began to rise from the edge of the woods. It must be a Dark class. Vivienne had only heard of them before, they were very elusive, intelligent creatures, and now one was standing a little ways away from her. A faint glow appeared shortly after, coming from within the fog. Vivienne narrowed her eyes at the sight, she must have guessed the wrong class and was unsure what else could be making the scene.

Meanwhile, the fog kept growing, and she nearly lost sight of the light coming from within it, it was then that she noticed a faint silhouette in the fog. A dragon. The fog began to quickly disperse to reveal the creature, it had been a dark class, though Vivienne had failed to see the Light class on its back, nearly gasping at the sight of it.

Vivienne's heart began to beat out of her chest, she could have sworn those near her could hear it pounding as the dark dragon snapped its head in her direction, and then it began to move. The creature sprinted towards her, as fear crept into her throat, she wanted to run but was frozen in place. Was the dragon really running to her? Knocking over other humans and snapping at them in the process, the young girl had never expected anything of this sort to happen. Putting on a brave face, she braced herself as the dragon drew closer.

The dragon had reached her at last, towering over her before beginning to coil itself around her. She felt trapped, though once it was all said and done, Vivienne felt oddly calm as she heard what she assumed to be the voice of her dragon. Hello, little girl. Her knees buckled slightly, and for a short moment, Vivienne became lightheaded, though once the moment passed she was able to focus on the eye in front of her. Seemingly looking her up and down before the magnificent creature spoke again. You may call me Vasuki. What did they name you..? No matter, I bring a gift.

The young girl went to reply, It's Vivienne. When a confused look flashed across her face, it was as if she had spoken the words, but hadn't heard them out loud. Was this part of the bond? Can you hear me? She tried again, eyes growing wide as Vasuki revealed a purple amethyst. “It's beautiful,” she whispered out loud, reaching out a hand to gently grasp the gift. Turning it over ever so carefully in her hand, it truly was a beautiful object.

Suddenly embarrassed at the fact that she didn't have anything in return, Vivienne’s hand flew to her neck. I think I have something for you too. She spoke. Reaching back to unclasp the necklace she wore. It was a small red amulet that she wore out of sight, under her shirt, it was a gift to her from her mother when she was little. It was a significant part of her, so she felt it would be appropriate to give it to the dragon she would be with for the rest of her life. A piece of her for him to have.

She cracked a small smile, any fear she had felt before was completely gone, replaced by excitement and some confidence. Yes, I think we will have a lot of fun.

Tails rattling behind him, he circled his rider, inspecting her. She was an intriguing little thing. A suitable height, dark hair to match his own scales, muscular in her arms.. the fates had chosen well. For a brief moment, his gaze had lifted, espying the glow of Mira before releasing a content rumble. It was not a glow of danger, but a glow to show him that she was alright. And it appeared as if she had chosen correctly, the human prior was her own. It was a suitable one.

Now, back to his own.

He had raised his paw, a singular claw outstretching to touch her hair. Oh! It was such a lovely shade! Such fascination Vasuki saw in it, that he had picked her singular braid up as a whole. Between two claws it rested as he picked it up before suddenly dropping it. He had nearly expected it to fall apart, but it had stayed in place!

Did you do this yourself? It's very good handiwork. Very secure.

Bobbing his head, he lowered his head once more, this time, both eyes staring at her with amusement.

Vivienne, he had rumbled out, repeating her name before bobbing his head once more. Once. Twice. Three times. One may thing that he was about to gag from the way his head and neck moved, when in truth, he was simply entertained. There was such a switch in his tone. What was first hostile was now delighted.

What a suitable name! Both of ours begin with the same letter! Vivienne and Vasuki! Unless you prefer Vasuki and Vivienne. Vivienne and Vasuki?

On he went, repeating the names in attempt to figure out which was a more suitable combo before pausing, hearing her voice tickle through his mind once more.

Oh, indeed. I can hear you quite well.

However, he halted his words to hear her reaction to the amethyst. The amethyst he had carefully chosen. Vasuki was picky with his gifts. He didn't simply give them to anybody. Oh, no siree! They were special. They would be given only if they were deserving of it. He didn't spend hours finding them just for the wrong person to discard it. The horror! He wasn't sure what he would do if somebody discarded his gift!

Probably kill them.

But oh, Vivienne thought his gift to her was beautiful! Rightfully so. And she was careful with it. He was pleased, given the way his tails rattled in unison. He had chosen wonderfully, especially given that he hadn't met his human yet! Better yet, she spoke of having something for him!

For me? He suddenly boomed, throat rumbling in surprise. He loved gifts! What a true delight! His eyes had watched Vivienne and her odd little hands reach to her neck, unclasping a necklace she wore, and it was shiny. He loved shiny things! All the more to add to his growing collection! Oh, but this? This was a very special gift. He couldn't leave it in his pile. He needed to show it off.

What a wonderful trinket you have!

He had lowered his head to her, revealing his numerous crown of horns. Turning slightly, he had exposed the set to her, an indication that he wished for the necklace to be tied around one of them. He would like to carry it with him. Would Mira like his new accessory? He hoped so.

You may wrap it around any horn but the ones part of the skull.

Vasuki was a very picky individual when it came to his skull helmet. It was his only form of protection. Without it, he missed his main horn and, well, felt a tad insecure. It was very special to him, you see. Not just anybody could touch it. Mira could, and in time, Vivienne..

..but not yet.

Brontes

Water | 250 | M | M: Nico, and others[indirectly]

One of the first things the dragon noticed was the slight discomfort of his rider, as Nico rubbed his shoulder and then shot a glance at him. Brontes was indeed a protective creature and was curious as to what had caused the discomfort, but perhaps he would ask about his shoulder later. He wanted to keep an eye on the scene below as well, Brontes didn't mean to keep distracting himself and also needed to pay attention to the words of his rider. Of course, he agreed with his point of view, before adding his comments as well.

“Hot-heads will be an issue, I’m hoping we won't have as many for the sake of working together as you said. Though I’ve known a handful of dragons to be similar in temperament as well, potentially having them paired together would be a nightmare,” he grumbled, clearly not enthusiastic about the idea.

The water dragon puffed a cloud of steam out of his nostrils at the mention of the multitude of fire dragons. The mist hung in the air for a moment before dispersing. The large male had noticed three fire dragons so far, and he was hoping that would be all. He wasn't in the mood to deal with an entire class of those hot-headed creatures. Brontes was glad his rider felt similarly towards the fire class, not being too fond of them either due to how difficult some may be. “It is quite the relief that such a variety has shown.” He agreed, narrowing his eyes to get a better count of the dragons below.

At the mention of recognizing humans from below, Brontes was a bit surprised to hear about his rider's relations. A half-brother and cousin were down there, and by the grumble, his rider made the dragon was unsure if that was a good sign or not. The scene below was interesting, one of the boys had stepped in front of one of the fire dragons and their new rider, and he tensed at the sight. If the dragon reacted poorly to it, they may already be down a rider.

Grumbling at the sight Brontes nodded at the mention of being prepared. The water dragon re-adjusted himself to allow Nico an easier time climbing into the saddle, before raising himself to a standing position, wings at the ready at the first sign of aggression the fire dragon may show. “The last thing you need is to bring your brother back home as a crisp,” he commented, nodding along to his rider's words. “I agree, anything getting physical may not end well on your brother's part. Give me the word when you wish to go down.”

Feeling his rider relax in the saddle, he was able to scan the area for incoming dragons, spotting the incoming dark and light class dragons, and their display down low. The dark class dragon seemed to have a successful time scaring people during his entrance, which Brontes, of course, had envied, not having his nearly as frightening back when he had his bonding ceremony. Though the sight of it was quite interesting to the dragon, it seemed as if most of the dragons below had a different approach to finding their rider.