[h2]Draken[/h2]
It had been a interesting three days to say the least. With the expected chatter of visiting humans and of course Draken, everyone had something to gossip and gripe about. With a variety of dragons with different views, of course one came across something different. From those who were totally against humans and to others who were highly curious about them. After Mirazan's little rule on not hurting the human visitors though, those who disliked humans could only glare on.

Draken didn't have much opinion to be here. Unless one liked listen to the gossip among the dragons and what they have been up to. Draken had spent most of his time either causing a little mischief and playing some jokes on some of the other Dragons, or watching Ezekiel. His Priest seemed to be enjoying himself, despite some of the more hateful dragons. In which case, Draken also didn't hesitate to play a joke on them.

Still, he knew his human was resourceful and would be alright for the most part. Draken still kept a eye on him like he keeps a eye on just about everybody, but he allowed Ezekiel to go wherever he wished on his own. It pleased him to see the priest's dedication to him, despite facing those who feared and disliked him.

Today, they were sitting in the stands, the human leaning up against him for more warmth. It was funny how Ezekiel got cold easily, but the grandfather obliged with fetching him warmer clothing and using his own body like a furnace. Normally, Draken didn't quite care for the events but he went with Ezekiel because it was a sight to behold. Plus, today in particular was one of his hatchlings time to try.

[color=red]"Mhmm indeed. With great power comes great responsibility as they say."[/color] Draken chuckled in answer to his human as he watched the ceremony, wrapping a arm around the priest. Brushing his fingers through the white hair, the absence of the mask a little odd considering Ezekiel usually hardly took it off before. It had been awhile since he had seen the human's face well.

[color=red]"You're quite a kind soul to not let me get your mask back for you."[/color] he chuckled.

[h2]Damia[/h2]
Damia had spent most of her time training for the child ceremony. Though she was quite curious as there was commotion about dragons who were captured and were rescued. The Great Grandmother Mirazan allowed humans and Draken into the tribe for the festival. It made her happy, it meant she could actually see her father in person. Yet, she didn't know what to say. What if he disliked her? What if she wasn't strong enough to make the powerful dragon proud? So she was hesitant to seek him out. If rumors hold, Draken had several hatchlings over his many years of living. He shot up into adulthood at a young age and almost had 2,000 years of life. 

So what if she was the worst of them all? 

To decide this, she trained harder, determined to finally become a teen dragon.

Here she was now, shaking under the gazes of the Great Grandparents and a crowd of dragons watching. The emerald scaled two-headed dragon gulped a little, both heads in sync which meant she was non conflicted in being nervous. Glancing to the crowd as she heard a reassuring cheer, Damia took a deep breath and puffed up her chest to seem a little more confident.

Flapping her wings, he long body slithered around on the ground, the left half opening the jaws and letting out a light green sparkling mist. A sweet smelling calming aroma emitting from it. Damia kept flying in circles emitting this cloud, spiraling upwards in a circle until the cloud was a nice large size. Stopping, the child turned around to look at the cloud, until there was a bit of shaking on the ground.

Several green vines shot from the ground, twining together to create a large firm stem as a bud sprouted at the top, before parting into a glowing and shimmering rainbow colored rose petal like flower. Shining brilliantly for all to see.

[img]http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs37/f/2008/243/5/1/Rainbow_Flower_by_HeyCutieNicePants.jpg[/img]

Damia's right head then breathed a dark smoggy green breath at the flower, the odor more foul smelling. The left head breathing the sweet smelling breath again afterward. After a moment, the flower started moving. Wiggling a little before seeming to start to dance, twirling the petals happily, causing strands of stray falling petals to burst into the air and gingerly float in the sky, fluttering with the wind.

Once all the petals were removed, the stem wilted before crumbling into a pile of dirt. Damia flapped back to the ground and folded her wings. Shyly glancing around them up at the Great Grandparents for some sort of approval.

[h2]Aster[/h2]
It had been a tiring three days. Aster had spent time getting some rest to get a bit more healing after the whole ordeal. While he also spent time watching over Myrtle, who was quite tiring to keep up with. She might as well be a baby dragon with that much energy. While also hanging out with Chu, who also helped him out watching Myrtle. 

Today, after watching Myrtle who sort of watched part of the child ceremony before running off again, he sighed and decided to go and sit beside Chu, who he soon spotted cheering on the nervous child dragon. With a slight smile, he sat beside the earth dragon.

[color=plum]"Hey Chu."[/color] he greeted softly, before glancing to the child as they created a brilliant flower for display.

[h2]Myrtle[/h2]
One of the humans who had been granted permission to attend the dragon festival, had made full use of it. Making full notes of how the dragons were. Their habits, their eating diet, and whatever. Of course every dragon was unique so he just started sketching dragons she saw and putting notes beside it. As well as the general culture of how they all lived.

Myrtle had hanged around Aster and Chu for the most part, but also happily spent time with the other visiting humans. After all, pretty much all three of them were excited in attending the festival.

Currently, Myrtle was sitting under a tree, cross legged as she writing down things in a notepad, a soft hum emitting from her throat.