Name: Maybell
Gender: Female
Species: Dragon
Age: Hatchling

Appearance:


Maybell is smaller than most dragons; her adult size is about that of a large komodo dragon. As a hatchling, she is about the size of an opossum. Her scales are dull and leathery, and her fur often has moss growing on it. She has a distinct, sort of earthy smell.

Personality: Despite her somewhat unpleasant appearance, Maybell is docile and sweet. She rarely gets agitated and gets violent even less. She’s not exactly friendly or outgoing, as she prefers to be alone or on the outskirts of a group, but she’ll talk to you if you talk to her first. She has a very chill, go-with-the-flow attitude.

Bio: Maybell hatched soon after she woke up in her egg. It wasn’t exactly intentional, though; she wanted to stay in the dark a bit longer. But, she let out a yawn, and her breath corroded away the shell. She found she was in a dark area, not knowing much of what was beyond the small corner she was in. Her egg was away from the others, and she wasn’t aware of them. She was comfortable, though. She had hatched by a little mossy pond, with small insects and glowing fungus living in the small ecosystem. In the short time since she hatched, she has been entertaining herself by watching the life within the pond.

Power: Plant Generation - The moss on her fur isn’t just there because she likes mossy places, it’s actually growing and receiving sustenance from the fur. The moss isn’t the only plant that can grow there; Maybell can make any kind of plant she wants, as long as it’s small enough for her to carry. She won’t be able to grow trees or shrubs, because the’yre just too heavy and have much bigger and deeper roots than flowers or herbs.
Type of Dragon: Poison - She can breathe and control toxic fumes, and otherwise poisonous or hazardous materials don’t hurt her. She can also spit balls of toxic slime from her throat. If left to fester, the slime can corrode organic material. Her range is about 20 feet. Her teeth and claws also emit venom with similar effects.
Family: None
Friends: None yet.
Sentimental Attachment: Dark wet places
Other: She's very interested in nature. She easily gets distracted by cool plants or animals.

Name: Gabby (self chosen name)
Gender: Female
Species: Dragon
Age: Hatch ling (Under 1 month old.)
Appearance: (Keep in mind the image is of what she would look like when fully grown, also she is purple rather than blue but the image is perfect in everything else.)

Gabby is rather small dragon (even for a hatch ling) Being just under a foot long at 30cm. She is a very slender and sleek looking dragon with a distinct Purple colouration. Her scales are very lightly reflective. Her build is again small/sleek and her wings are large for her small size even tho she can't use them properly yet. medium length hairs run along the back of her neck ending at the half way point of her back and are extremely soft to touch.

Personality: Gabby is a very shy and skittish always looking around for danger. Only at moments or in places where she feels truly safe will she open up and be a joyful and excitable friend. But at all other times she tries to focus on staying safe not liking taking risks that could be avoided, this can sometimes lead to her getting into heated arguments about what the safest options are. Despite her distaste for risks she will not hesitate to protect her friends.

Bio: Gabby Found herself alone in the world from birth, she looked around and the first emotion she felt was fear. She had suddenly woken in a world where she was alone. She was instantly shimmering turning slightly invisible. She was in a secluded cave for the first moments of her life, it's the only place she felt safe.

Power 1: Invisibility. Gabby is able to conceal her position by turning invisible, but if she were to have something like paint or blood on her the invisibility would not work.

Type of Dragon: Lightning Dragon. Being a lightning Dragon Gabby is resistant to electrical attacks. Plus she can shoot a stream of lightning from her mouth, and it is very precise not arcing off and hitting things all over the place, imagine a blowtorch but it's lightning not fire.

Family: None.
Friends: None. (Yet.)

Sentimental Attachment: Gabby loves apples.

Other: If bribed with enough apples Gabby would do just about anything. Even if it involved taking a risk that was not necessary. Tho she would never do something cruel like torture somebody/something.

Name: Lul'Dayat
Gender: Female
Species: Arctic Feathered Dragon, or 'Ice Chimera'
Age: Hatchling
Appearance:


Lul'Dayat is long for a hatchling, nearing three feet in length if you include her tail, however short, being six inches tall with a three foot wingspan.

Personality:
Clumsy and shy, Lul'Dayat has a hard time socializing. If talked to directly for the first time, she tends to freeze or respond in only pitches of trills. Once friendly however, she is extremely loyal and protective, almost to a fault. She seems to get really excited over strange things, like a shiny rock, or a piece of string, showing the more catlike traits, though more than willing to start hoarding said things.

Bio:
Lul'Dayat's story begins even before her hatchday. Her mother was young when she left the so called 'pack' that the Arctic Dragons keep, drawing on her sense of adventure. However it was the human that she was 'bound' to that caused the mash of creatures that Lul'Dayat became. Long ago, he was a corrupt man, playing god.

There may be others like her, however she does not know.

Lul'Dayat's egg was placed tight in the coldest corner of the room, ice creating a nest around it. It was strange to watch the egg crack like a frozen lake before the more mammalian beast arose from the sparkling mess.

Power 1: Freezing wing modification- Due to the experiments done by the human, Lul'Dayat's feathers are strong as steel while being blade sharp. Her thick skin and strong fur prevents her from being injured by her own feathers on accident. Giving her a slight numbness to her sense of touch.
Type of Dragon: Draconic Hybrid(Ice dragon species)
Family: Mother in deep hibernation
Friends: Not applicable as of yet.
Sentimental Attachment:
Other:

Name:
Kroq-Gar, though he introduces himself as Gar

Gender:
Male

Species:
Dragon

Age:
Hatchling

Appearance (A good overall representation of his look):
While not particularly longer than your average Hatchling, being roughly around two and a half feet in length, Kroq-Gar is much heavier than his peers. His limbs are already thick with muscle, ending with wicked little claws, and his flesh is covered in a tough, leathery hide. The head is a primeval, savage thing filled with knife like teeth and framed with harsh ridges that give his gaze a sinister quality. This combination of features would make for an intimidating creature if not for the fuzzy, dark brown plumage that covers his head, neck, torso, wings, and first half of his tail. His right wing is deformed and it is unlikely he will ever truly fly.

Personality:
Gar is equal parts youthful curiosity and endless optimism. To him the world is one big adventure open to him, a place of endless mysteries just waiting to be explored. Gar loves to talk with others, asking a never ending stream of questions about anything that can catch his attention, always hungry for more answers. The only times he seems to calm down is when he's either sunbathing, or staring unflinchingly into the sun as he contemplates it.

Bio: Kroq-Gar was born near the middle of the other eggs, surrounded by them as his own egg radiated warmth and faint light. His own slumber was filled with the gentle whispers of his parent's, great warriors of their time who died in valiant guardianship. By the time of his own awakening, heralded by a brilliant explosion of light as his egg burst open, Kroq-Gar knew his name and purpose, but not what it really meant to be a protector or the meaning of "true strength".

Power:
Speaker of the Dead - Kroq-Gar is able to commune with the spirits of his ancestors, learning from them and sharing in their power. Eventually, he may be able to summon spectral manifestations into the world to assist him in his endeavors. However, to do so he must first earn the spirits respect to gain their knowledge and power, reluctant as they are to give away something to the unworthy.

Type of Dragon:
Primordial Sun Dragon - The progenitor of what would become the Royal Sun Dragons and cousins with Fire Dragons, the Primordial Sun Dragons are an incredibly old breed with a strong spiritual connection with the sun.

Unlike the harsh heat emitted by Fire Dragons or the gentle warmth generated by Royal Sun Dragons, Primordial Sun Dragons have an aura of aggressive heat that could be equated to standing next to a fire that's a little too big for complete comfort but not big enough to back away from. Unlike the great gouts of flame released by Fire Dragons, Primordial Sun Dragons release concentrated beams of light and fire that could melt the scales off of a Fire Dragon. Their feathers do not carry the magical properties of their Royal descendants but they do glow with radiant light and are perpetually warm even when plucked or fallen.

Family:
Torok-Gar and Quatzel-Gar, deceased but always watching.

Friends:
None... yet.

Sentimental Attachment:
The Sun and warmth in general.

Other: