Here we are. Mind starting things off so that I can better match your literacy style?

Here's a bit of a map I made, just as a basic referral to the dragon territory. I thought the cloning centre could be on a nearby island that was connected or something maybe. :)

Name: Aisha (Meaning ‘life’)

Age: 40 years of age (has just reached maturity probably)

Gender: Female

Dragon Type: Lightening Dragon – her fire is crackly with electricity, and she can shock others at will who are within about a dragon's body–length radius.

Appearance:

Credits to Elevit-Stock on DeviantArt

Personality:

Aisha is quite a mix of things. Depending on the mood & the atmosphere around her, her common theme with her personality is likely to change. Thus, creating a hard to judge type of dragon, with more than two sides.

Despite this her loyalty to her clan shines through all the time. She is keen and hardworking, when she sets a goal, she makes sure to get it done every single day. She is eager to help and please the dragons who are higher in ranking than her, and her leadership and confidence in certain situations are worthy of their praise.

Her caring ways are always visible when she looks after other dragons that are younger than her. She loves hatchlings and feels naturally protective towards them. Many have said that she will make a great mother when the time comes. She is definitely a mix of extrovert and introvert, making a few friends within the clan, but distancing herself from dragons she cannot tolerate or feels shy around.

To her clanmates she is caring, kind, and trustworthy as heck. But beware, outsiders, she is not afraid of you, and can be scary, fierce and very courageous in the blink of one of her sapphire eyes. She is outgoing and perseveres throughout her duties to the clan, almost always with overactive energy and positivity.

Her pride is eminent, and she is not keen on backing down to anyone or anything. If her pride is hurt, she may well find some way to get a small amount of revenge on whoever or whatever damaged it in the first place. She also takes a lot of pride in her clan, her rank and the almost certainty of a high rank for her in the future. If she feels that anyone disrespects that pride, then beware, she will spring back in the most unlikely situations.

She is naturally gruff, her position as a youngling (those who can care for themselves but have not reched maturity yet) teaching her that in order to deal with some dragons efficiently and effectively, she must be gruff and firm with them. Her patience shines through though, sometimes.

She is highly intelligent, and knowledgeable about everything in the clan, especially for one so young.

Family:

Her mother (Zafri) and father (Dorsos) are the Queen and King of the clan, thus giving her a clear pathway to a high role within the clan as she is their only living heir. She has two younger siblings, a sister and a brother who were in her parent’s second clutch. They are newborns.

Other: None

Nicely done!

Thanks! Can I start? You can just add your charcter form in if you want, as my first few posts will be about the capture (before the two dragons meet)

Aisha circled the frosty tundra that she called home. She saw her magnificent father speaking with his deputy in the shelter of the rocky mountains range that was the clan camp. The outcrop was riddled with largecaverns big enough for the dragons and a wide stream ran through the centre, making it the ideal home for her and her family.

As she flew directly over 'Twilight Crag' (the name of the outcrop) her father's large golden golden head swung upwards and his face crinkled with kindness as he awknowledged her.

"I am ging to sweep the northern border, I will be back at sunset." Aisha called to him, loud enough that hopefully her mother would hear too.

Dorsos nodded his head and blinked a large golden eye in response before turning back to his deputy, Rievnir.

Aisha leaned into the wind and lowered her right wing, banking towards the setting sun to the west. She had flown but a few kilometres, she was only just passing the furtherst cave entrance when a loud whooshing sound engulfed her hearing, and then... BANG

Instantly she felt limp and tired, with a sharp pain in her shoulder. She felt herself falling, but unable to lift her wings, she curled herself up and closed her drowsy eyes. She knew deep within herself that something was terribly wrong, but at that moment, her blue frame was falling unconciously to the ground.

Nice, my friend! I'll respond to the rp straight away.

The rescuers grabbed the fallen dragoness with a large air mattress, having seen some dragon hunters shoot her down with a large volley of arbalest arrows. For this group of humans, dwarves, and kobolds, such an act filled them with sadness. To them, it was a tragedy that dragons like the blue dragoness had nearly been wiped out by the mysterious plague a year ago, but the dragon hunters seemed to be bent over backwards trying to wipe the rest of them out...

The journey across the land bridge between Twilight Island (known to the humans as The Isle of Tall Pines) took just over two hours by the large caged truck that the rescuers had taken Aisha across in. To her, all humans were evil, and she didn't understand that the recuers had just saved her from dying. Instead, when she awoke from the affects of the tranquilizer, it enraged her to find that she was bound to the bottom of the cage that was attached to the truck.

Her roar cause the driver to swerve and curse as he manouvered his way through the entrance to the Cloning Island and into the main genetics centre. From there, after handing through some papers to a gate guard, the driver drove on, past the town and onto the edge of Wingward Plain. After taking a right turn and heading through the SouthWest Woods, the truck circled the coast until it reached a large, forest bordered enclosure that went all the way up into the Southern end of the Smoky Mountain Range.

The numerous dragon clones flew around the enclosure on the island, many of them looking almost identical to each other, save for differences in gender and species. For lack of a better term, they were all, in very much the literal sense, blank slates or blank canvases. They all possessed starch white scales, horns, claws, wing membranes, and gray eyes. They all possessed lean buildings, and aside from the standards leisures of the enclosure, had no hobbies. They were made primarily to be sculpted into a desired companion physically, before their chosen partners escorted them out of the enclosure to allow for a proper personality to develop on its own. Aisha was being taken past the enclosure by the thousands of clones, and into the medical lobby to be treated, while readying themselves to query the female about what she desired in a mate.