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Plot:

You are a dragon in denmark, living in the mountains parallel of the human camp. the plot takes place in the renaissance era, a time where swords are the preferred weapon. The humans have grown tired of dealing with you and your clan, and decided to search for your home. Another issue is that it's breeding season, and us dragons mate in flight, since we are too close to humans, no doubt the humans will take this season to their advantage.

Dragon Bio:

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Place in the clan:

Personality:

Looks:

Strengths/Talents:

Weaknesses/Flaws:

Crush(es):

Friends:

Mate:

History:

Children:

Human bio:

Name:

Age:

Gender:

looks:

Personality:

Place in the village:

Strengths/Talents:

Weaknesses/Flaws:

Crush(es):

Spouse:

Friends:

History:

Weapon of choice:

Children:  

 Meet the dragons:

Leader (Male): Shrap (Emorotweiler)

Leader (Female) Soul (Detneth106)

Warriors: Adrian & Alex(Whatever6551), Daemon (kink), Dawn (Nononoclick), Saffi (Emorotweiler)

Egg protectors: Skyrath(Detneth106)

Cave guards: Shayne (Whatever6551)

Omega:

Children: Angel (kink)

Meet the humans:

Leader(male)

Leader(female)

Warriors:

Black smiths:

Stable worker:

Guards:

Children:

Name: Shrap

Age: 200

Gender: male

Personality: Aggressive, protective, romantic, unpredictable.

Looks: I did NOT draw this

Strengths/Talents: Shrap can fly at high speeds, up to 100mph. He breathes blue fire usually more hot than orange flames. his scales blend him into the nighttime scenery

Weaknesses/Flaws: He cannot be exposed to sunlight for a long period of time, otherwise he may become blind.

Crush(es): closed

Friends: open

Mate: Soul

History: He was born to a large clan in france, the people there did not welcome them with open arms and killed all his clan mates. Shrap escaped to Denmark and wants a clan of his own, to eventually travel back to france and murder the humans who killed his family.

Children: none yet

Okay I tweaked the bio's, I have put the palce in the clan into the bio, so you may want to edit. Sure nono

Dragon Bio:

Name: Soul

Age: 187 years

Gender: Female

Place in the clan: Lead Female?

Personality: She can be sweet at times, and is certainly forgiving, but when roused, she is a formidable and dangerous opponent. She also has mood swings o3o

Looks:

Strengths/Talents: She can move swiftly and with great agility, and her ice breath makes her a good long term/long range opponent.

Weaknesses/Flaws: She is very weak against fire dragons and lacks the strength many dragons have

Crush(es): Shrap?

Friends: Open

Mate: Shrap?

History: *hiss*

Children: No

((Ok :D))

Steady wingbeats filled the air, making a whismical rushing sound as the deadly shadow pas.sed overhead. Diving downwards, the mas.sive leviathan dove at a herd of grazing deer, causing them to panic and stampede, creating chaos. Soul roared in defiance and snatched up a lagging doe, killing her with one blow of her large claws. Soaring back upwards, her icy white form was lost in the gathering thunder clouds. 

lauren feel free :D ))

Shrap remained in the cave, awaiting night fall for him to go on his rendezvous around denmark, He planned on dining on some animals, maybe a human or two. His fiery eyes scanned the dark mossy cavern, his breathing matching the speed of the wind out side which was howling. His scales blends into the wall he was lying against, almost making him invisible. He stifled a yawn and decided to take a nap, so he would be up for a little hunting when time be. he lie his big head on his arms that were outstretched and fell into a comatose slumber.

(btw we can speak)

Shrap lifted his head and aimed it towards the cave entrance, and let out a hoot like sound of welcome "Hello soul" his deep voice echoed in the cave, he stretched his muscles, and yawned, watching soul.

((I know >.>))

Soul gave a rumbling purr, "Hello Shrap, enjoy your nap?" she teased, setting her burden down. She padded up to Shrap and settled into her own spot, a small dip in the rocky floor. Reaching out with her claw, she snagged the Doe and pulled it closer. Soul opened her maw and picked up a piece of flesh, swallowing it whole. 

The corner of his mouth turned into a toothy grin, "Yes I am" he shook his head, sending droplets of water that had been dripping off the cave ceiling scattering around. His eyes peered out of the cave listening for any humans. Luckily he heard nothing but the sounds of him, soul, and the wind. "enjoying your meal" he grinned, not hoping for a piece, he was saving the emptyness for later.