⸻「 Valine 」⸻
Female || Earth Dragon || 106 Years || Mentions: Mircea, Riders { Ind. } { Dragons { ind. } , Nicodemus Brooks , Brontes, Terra
As Mircea drew closer, she noticed him taking a little stop to speak with his girl friend. It was adorable at first, until she looked closer at his facial expressions, her head perking forward curiously. She couldn't exactly tell, nor could she say anything. She didn't want to assume something incorrectly, and wouldn't want to interrupt her rider's conversation. But... he did seem rather, uncomfortable.
As his focus lied back onto her, and proceeded to push the golden rings onto her horns, she lifted her skull upwards, shaking it side to side, making sure the rings were on tightly. Thankfully, they were perfect. They sat upon her horns, standing out like the beauties they were. She felt glorious. "Oh my stars, doesn't that hurt you? Are you alright? Do I need to do some sort of dragon first aid?"
Chuckling, Valine shook her head. "No, no. You worry too much. A mere spike pulled from my armor is as much pain as a nail striking a rock. Barely noticable. It will grow back in no time.. and speaking of which~"
Leaning her head forward, her soft - armored nose nuzzled the spike in his hands. "With this, you could transform it into a blade, or a knife, of yur choosing of course. And with the proper care, you could strike the strongest of amour, and this spike would pierce right through it. And the point would be sharp as ever. Just, make sure not to poke yourself with it."
Valine smiled.
"My little cousin got chosen by an air dragon. Oh, you didn't tell me your name either!"
"Oh dear! I deeply apologize Rider!"
Valine lowered her head, disappointed in herself for not stating her name firsthand. Oh how foolish she was. Not even stating her name first! How inconsiderate could she be? Oh dear, she really needs to work better on first interactions. Skies!
"I am Valine, one of the many Earth Dragons that roam this realm."
Sighing silently, the Earth Dragon was utterly disappointed in herself.
"Thats my big brother up there." Mircea had begun, it seemed he took pride in that. "I hope this ride goes well. I want to impress him! And I want to make my family proud. Are you excited for our first ride?"
However, her smile slowly faded away as the Group Leaders came into play, a man and his dragon. He began to speak forth, speaking of the next event to take place, First Ride. She was rather excited, yet somewhat worried. Unlike some of the other species, she didn't have spikes that grew out from her back big enough to hold onto sternly. Only her armored scales. And it would be rather uncomfortable.. but if Mircea could last long enough, they'd be fine.
"I am indeed."
As she listened on, she almost forgot that Mircea had a rather playful friend around here. She paid it no mind until she glanced in Mircea's general direction, only to see that he was becoming quite annoyed.
Watching as the scene quietly unfolded, Valine sat there, watching closely as to when there was a need to intercept. The boy that was messing with Mircea was being quite frustrating, and if Valine wasn't- Valine, that boy would most likely be dead on the floor. He kept at it, messing with Mercia's hair, and the dragon let out a quiet snort, and a low grumble. But this time, this was no growl of relaxtion, but of a warning.
"Mircea come over he-"
Before she could finish, Mircea had ducked under the dragon's frills, and pushed himself against her side, catching Valine off guard. "Mircea? Are you alright?" It was obvious he was not, he may not have noticed, but Valine could feel the vibrations coming off as him, and from what she gathered, he was absolutely horrified.
The boy's breathing was becoming worrisome, and Valine's chest rumbled. "Easy Rider. Deep breaths Mircea. It's alright. Nothing will harm you as I am here."
"I'm sorry my dear dragon. I am not worthy of you. I just made a damned fool of myself, my family and my brother. How can I even begin to measure to them now. Im just a screw-up like usual, just a bad kid."
"Mircea. You are no such thing. I do not know why as to why you consider yourself unworthy of my presence, but you shouldn't."
A fool of himself? He is no such thing! What has this poor lad been through? To think he did something wrong, when all he did was become slightly annoyed.
"Boy. I have never met a dragon, let a lone a human whom admits to being a fool. Especailly admitting to being such a thing when you obviously are not."
Who in their right minds. Have put the words, ' Im just a screw-up like usual, just a bad kid, ' into this boy's head. It made her scales crawl, and her talons slowly gripped the earth beneath them, holding the soil in a deathly grip.
"Keep calm Rider. Breathe in, and breathe out. You are safe, do not fear."
Looking forward, watching as riders and dragons moved, she noticed a few individuals moving directly towards them. Valine didn't hesitate, she lifted her lips, exposing her great whites, a deep growl escaping deep within her chambers.
But when one specific individual moved upward, her body became defensive, her throat creating deep, menacing sounds that what was meannt to be interpreted as a warning growl, but could have been tken a little to strong.. The dragon didn't care as of now, and stood upwards, keeping Mircea well - hidden within the safety of her frills, keeping him hidden from plain sight.
"Hey, are you alright?"
Whom dares to speak to my rider in this state.
"I advise you take a step back, rider." Her words were deadly calm, however laced in venom. The trickles of poison acidic dripping off of her words were bright and clear. "For you are entering a dangerous atmosphere, and I won't refuse to defend it." Valine's head was as high as it could reach, making herself seem taller and larger, her nose pointed towards the Rider. Staring down at the human, with dangerous intent.
"Step back rider. Now."