Name: Droppi

Gender: Female

Age/DOB: 18

Origin/Species: Alskyr, Paniya, human (from Mt Gherna)

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Genetic Abilities: very smart, attentive

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Image Credits: lethe

Events or History: Iron Chef story here

For quite some time, there was nothing but action - no eggs hatching, though! Droppi watched the Caerlady go into labor - her mate picked her up and took her (hopefully) to the infirmary or their den. But then... As the storm outside brewed thickly and loud, there seemed to be no more eggs breaking.

Droppi was going to be disappointed. But...She then noticed as a batch of eggs did break open, a cream came up to her and demanded attention.

Fine! You want to stand here all day? You can do that. I'm going to the food! The cream said, and tugged on Droppi's pant leg.

Her eyes brimmed with tears. This was ... the best! However, there were still shaking eggs and all..."But, Aberenath, the hatching isn’t done!" She was dragged away none the less, by the demanding cream.

***

Aberenath was the first among the trio's fledgling dragons to spread her wings and fly into the air. A short flight, but a success story none the less. She was very proud of herself, and Droppi couldn't get the big smile off her broad face the whole time.

"Good work," said their fledge trainer. "Now... you're going to have to keep her training for strength. Next month you're going to be on her back when she lifts off."

Droppi's smile faded only a notch.

"We can do that, sir," she saluted him and the trainer walked on to the next in line...

***

"Dragons sure take a long time to grow up," laughed Thaulian. They had finally caught up with the trio of dragon bonders, right about the time that they were being shuffled off Brynmor. Thaulian looked over the dragons, though, and whistled. "They're beautiful, though."

"And you!" Adadar exclaimed, "Garessas' is lovely!"

"I can hardly tell their names apart," Javalen said, looking at the paper which had directed them to the Caer. "I mean, got more A-names?"

"Got any more s's on those gryphons?" Laughed Brelag.

They all began to make their way to the dragon flight area, and Droppi quietly said, "you know, it's just about time for another festival, back at Paniya. Do you think ..."

They all grinned widely. Of course they would head back to their home - but this time as escorts to the gather-goers, guards against crimes, and more importantly, as friends.

Bond

Name: Aberenath
Gender: Female
Size/Shoulder/Length: medium 11'7" s / 55' l / 60' ws
Colors: Cream, mottled gently, with a paler contrast on belly; wingsails buttery white
Breed: Alskyran Dragon
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Origin: Brynmor
Art By: (talor)
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