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Name: Sleopath
Color: Blue
Final Size: 28 dragonfeet
Impressee Name:
Personality: Big for a blue, he is rather heavier than he looks due to solid muscle mass. The quiet sort when left alone, he enjoys tasks like hunting and scouting, things that get him alone and active. He doesn’t play well with others, and is uncomfortable in crowds. His heart is reserved for His and His alone, and anyone else should keep their distance because he only asks nicely once. His temper is harsh when roused, and crowds do this more quickly than anything else, except perhaps people who mess with His, and he expresses anger and frustration quite loudly and, occasionally, painfully.

In a unit he can work alright so long as the structure and purpose are made clear to him, but he’ll never be a leader or a follower. Sleopath is a born loner, and is tough enough to make it on his own as well.

Mind Voice: A vivid rumbling growl, or perhaps a raspy purr, his mind voice is rough and can alternate between soothing for his and grating for anyone he's cross with. He rarely speaks to anyone aside from His, and when he does it is usually out of anger.
Name and Inspiration: Sleopath, from Snow Leopard
Notes: Written by Zephira738

Name: Leoth
Color: Brown
Final Size: 33 dragonfeet
Impressee Name: Torin

Personality: Leoth is ready for anything, and everything! He might not know what he's ready for, but rest assured, he's ready for it! This brown is extremely excitable, and even more easily pleased. He'll be your friend forever, if you give him a scrub or scratch his eyeridges. Unfortunately for his rider, this leads for quite a talkative dragon, and not just to his rider. No, Leoth will talk to anyone who will listen. And he probably will want to have Torin settle down with a nice green rider--sometime soon, preferably.

He will undoubtedly be biased when directing his rider's attention to greenriders. If he has an interest in a dragon, he's going to try and get his rider interested in the dragon's rider. Torin best be careful! This brown is going to be a handful. He loves spending time with ladies! Lady dragons, lady riders! This boy's an absolute flirt, no matter the species.

When it comes to flying thread, Leoth is in his element. He would make a wonderful Wing Second, or perhaps even Wingleader. He is a natural born flyer, ready to take on all of Pern. Let's hope Torin is just as ready.

Mind Voice: Quite like Torin's voice, but smoother, more of a flirty sound.

Name and Inspiration: Leoth, from Leopard

Notes: Written by Thaliawen

The smooth blue egg is like a gentle breeze after a storm. After the other bright glaring eggs, this one is a soothing sight. The plain, bright blue is calming, allowing the candidates to take a deep breath and restore their balance. At first the egg looks completely plain, but under closer inspection the candidates will see soft pinkish curves near the top and bottom of the egg, just enough to break up the plainness.



The glaring swirls of pattern on the egg easily catch the candidates’ eyes, though they have to blink several times afterwards to clear their vision. The colours on the egg clash almost violently with each other, but at the same time it somehow works, looking almost harmonised. Even after a candidate walks away the swirls stay in their mind, it’s a hard egg to forget.


The large black and white egg is a striking one. Its dark swirls make it look like it was rolled in and splattered with paint. What it lacks in colours however, it makes up in presence. It has a commanding feel about it, drawing the candidates in, daring them to come closer. Once next to it they are rewarded with a feeling of disdain, as though it expected them to back away.


The green egg with brown freckles is apart from the larger eggs, this one being one of the largest in the clutch. The brown freckles nearly make it so the green is not visible. It gives off a lonely vibe, reaching out to any candidate that draws near. It seems to react stronger to the oldest candidates, only briefly allowing the younger candidates a mental touch before retreating.


This egg seems to have tried to turn gold, resulting in a coppery brown color. The sun beats down on this egg, and those who come near suddenly feel more confident than the did before. Touching this egg almost gives one a burning sensation, not quite painful, but not exactly pleasant. It is as if the egg is testing those who chose to touch it.


Right in the middle of the clutch is the biggest, the brightest, the most important egg. The gold egg is truly a sight to behold. It is not just a plain gold; instead its surface blends from gold to bronze, even to white in some parts. Whenever the sun hits it, it glints and shines, throwing out light across the other eggs. However it doesn’t make them look dimmer in comparison, instead it makes them shine too, bringing out all their colours. When the candidates approach it they feel bolstered, everyone has faults; but their good points will always shine through.


This egg is almost solid black, save for a few white patches. It resembles marble, and one almost expects it to be cool to the touch. Its warmth may be surprising. The dragonet within the egg reaches out to candidates with a quick, fleeting mental touch. It seems only the youngest candidates catch this one's attention.


The pattern on this egg was a curious one, one that made the candidates want to step closer to have a look. Once they got closer they realised what it looked like: ripples in a pond. If they stared it for two long the ripples seemed to move, as though there was something constantly dripping, sending an endless amount of ripples out.


Approaching the red egg is hard for some candidates, just looking at it makes them sweat, as though they are caught out in the glaring sun without shade. It seems to get hotter and hotter as they get closer, almost unbearable. Once candidates reach the egg, however, they find the warmth pleasant, almost welcoming. It seems to greet each as a friend.


The pink egg is the closest to the gold. It shines with almost a metalic glow, the smooth surface appearing as folded satin. The dragonet within reaches out to all, welcoming them with a mental touch as soft as the egg appears. When touched, one will be able to tell that the egg is very thin, almost brittle. Perhaps like the dragonet within.


This black egg almost resembles a rock rounded by the river. It is large, but not nearly the size of the gold egg. It stands away from the other eggs, and gives the vibe that it wants to be left alone; but this seems to clash with the second vibe this egg's giving. It wants to be loved. This egg seems to call to everyone, not caring who its mental touch reaches.


The egg looks almost tarnished, as though someone spent too long polishing it, rubbing it too hard and revealing the colour underneath. Despite its rough appearance it is actually perfectly smooth, shining brilliantly whenever the sun catches it. This egg has a playful feel to it, as well as a clingy one. It does not want the candidates to leave it. It's almost like a test. Are they strong enough to leave? Or will they stay with it forever?


The almost pure white egg is nearly blinding, making the candidates eyes water when they look straight at it. The big spot on it seems to resemble the sun if one was silly enough to look right at it. It overpowers everything around it, reducing things to simply flashes of colour. It will catch the candidates' attention quickly, but not all will be brave enough to approach it.


With blue and green ripples covering it, the egg looked like waves on the ocean. Staring at it made the candidates think of deep blue, warm waters. The egg was slightly rough, not as smooth as some of the others, and yet it was still pleasant to touch, joyous somehow. Touching the egg brings forth images of diving and splashing though the water without a care in the world.

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Color Notes

Name: Tomoth
Color: Brown
Final Size: 30 dragonfeet
Impressee Name:

Personality:
This dragon is vain.
So vain that he thinks he's a bronze.
So vain that he will quite happily fly a green--or two, or three--within a sevenday, and think nothing of it. While not entirely heartless, this brown tends to act he is. He doesn't care much about anything--unless it concerns him and his good looks.

Along with his rather wicked ways, Tomoth tends to be dramatic. Is his rider sick? They better call in a healer! For surely his rider will die! Did a green reject him? He'll be sulking for days. Until he forgets her existance. Dragonic memory comes in handy, sometimes.

One would figure that brown dragons are brave, powerful, leaders. Not Tomoth. If a dragon could be scared of heights, it would be him. Tunnelsnakes, between, the dark--are amoung his ever growing list of fears.

Mind Voice:

Name and Inspiration: Tomoth, from Tomcat

Notes: Written by Thaliawen

Name: Ciwalth
Color: Green
Final Size: 26 dragonfeet
Impressee Name:

Personality: Ciwalth is a large and in charge. Not one for tact or grace she will happily push somebody out of her way. She knows she's big and she'll use her weght to her advantage without a second thought. Not a friendly green Ciwalth will lose patience with others quickly and soon decide to chase them off. She prefers silent companions who will do as she says with not a single word or arguement.

Although she loves her rider it is not a cuddly relationship. Ciwalth does not want to be cuddled or treated like a pet. Her rider should only ever show affection if Ciwalth started it, otherwise they too will recieve one of her snarls. Not the best wingrider Ciwalth's rider will have a battle to keep the green out of trouble. Quick to insult others Ciwalth has no problem calling the lead dragon a dimglow. The best method would be to convince Ciwalth that the alternate route was her idea and that it is a very clever plan she came up with.

Mind Voice: Ciwalth's voice is harsh to say the least. Punctuated by hisses, snarles and growls it can grate on those not used to it. With enough familiarity some may be able to find a certain coarse charm to the rough sound, but most would prefer Ciwalth not speak too much.

Name and Inspiration: Ciwalth from Wildcat

Name: Marbeth
Color: Blue
Final Size: - 23 dragonfeet
Impressee Name:
Personality: Marbeth may be as small as a green, but what he lacks in size, he makes up for in attitude. Marbeth wants everyone to know that he is the best blue in all of Pern. In fact, he's the best dragon in all of Pern. Bronzes and browns? Eh. They have no say in what he does. Marbeth is his own Weyrleader. Drills? Formations? There's nothing in them for Marbeth. He doesn't want anyone to think they're more important than he is.

Unfortunately this attitude makes him a poor wingdragon. Oh, if his asks him properly, he might be willing to participate enough to avoid getting his in trouble. If there's one living being Marbeth respects, it's his rider.

Mind Voice: Like his rider's, only deeper.
Name and Inspiration: Marbeth, from Marbled Cat
Notes: Written by Thaliawen