[center][h1][color=SpringGreen]Archer[/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=YellowGreen]Archer smiled softly at the question that was asked about her destination. It didn't bother her that he was asking her reasons to travelling to FernCity. Without a purpose, no one would go anywhere. Even if one says they're simply 'Wandering Around' they still had a reason. Whether it be to escape the past, find the future, or enjoy the present. [b]"[color=SpringGreen]My village sent me as a hero for the king[/color]"[/b] she told him simply. But as she spoke, a blue lizard crawled up onto his shoulder. Flashing with beautiful scales and gleaming eyes. Her mouth nearly dropped open, never before had she seen a dragon in person. Although she had read stories, heard the rumors, and even in her own village, and few deaths had occurred because of the rogue Royals. But the stories and rumors were nothing compared to laying eyes on the actual thing. Even if it was small, it was mighty, and her eyes could not be taken away from it. [b]"[color=SpringGreen]Is that what I think it is??[/color]"[/b] She practically gasped, her pale green eyes frozen with the shimmer of wonder. Being of a half elven father, she had been taught to respect all animals. Especially dragons. And Only horses to her were more fascinating than the giant lizards. She had always been curious as to what most dragons were like? She had always imagined they each had a personality of their own, like humans or any other living thing really. But she had read a few books, about species of dragons from far off lands, that were like bees. And shared the same mind, same thoughts, same views. Where dragon's capable of highly intelligent thinking? Most legends and books suggested so. While others said that dragons were mindless animals, that act only on their blood thirsty instincts. Archer always disregarded these books. Simply thinking, [i]If something has lived for so long, and is so magnificent than why would they be dump blundering beasts?[/i] Her father had agreed with her views. While others who knew them, strongly disagreed. It seemed that some families had a deep rooted anger for these creatures. While as Archer was thinking about the mind of a dragon, Winter was staring deep into the ugly beasts eyes. Snorting, as if smoke would puff from her nostrils, and shaking her head. Lightly counting at the ground, rather aggressively. Warning the little monstrosity to stay away.[/color]