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Be my Sanctuary

Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey

Jess couldn't sleep. All sorts of possible scenarios played through her mind, as terrifying as any nightmare. She had no idea what was really going on, but the uncertainty didn't help in the slightest. All night, traces of fear crept through to her from Roxy like a cold draft through a broken window. The empath stared up at the ceiling, that fear growing as she worried about the anchor. She wished there were some way to help, but how could she when she didn't know what was happening in the first place?

It was around five in the morning when she heard Roxy get up. Knowing she had no choice but to do the same, she dragged herself out of bed, showered and dressed. "Morning," she mumbled as she shuffled into the main room, struggling to look Roxy in the eye, secrets thickening the barrier between them. The anchor surely wouldn't want to talk about whatever had kept her awake.

Be my Sanctuary

@KatherinWinter Sorry about the delay, some difficult stuff came up, but with any luck it'll get sorted out soon. Will have a post up later.

Rebirth: Return of the Dragons!

@The One Edited, hopefully that sets the scene better.

Rebirth: Return of the Dragons!

@The One I went with that because Quilo was heading towards the entrance (the idea being that they weren't that far from it), but I can edit the post if you want.

Rebirth: Return of the Dragons!

Oh dear, somebody might have to step in...

Rebirth: Return of the Dragons!

❆ Quilo ❆

As soon as Quilo felt the air against his scaly skin, he knew he was in some way connected to it. Despite his confusion, a thrill surged through him as he pushed at the remaining shell of his egg with his head. Frosty shards fell away, until he burst out, nearly tripping over a rock in his excitement.

Steadying himself, he peered through the darkness of the cavern. He couldn't wait to get out... once he found the way out, that was. The wyvern scampered around in a clumsy half-run, half-bounce, spreading his wings to glide every now and again.

At a familiar sound, he stopped and listened, staring down a tunnel filled with jagged shapes sticking out from the walls and floor - crystals. Right at the end was an egg, purple and jewel-like, splintering just as his own had done. He ducked as a spike-covered wing pummelled through the shell, sending fragments hurtling through the air and clattering to the ground.

When he looked up, he saw he was no longer alone. Eyes widening, he bounded towards the rather startled-looking hatchling.

"Heyyy! Want to play? Let's head out! C'mon, the way out can't be far! Let's see who gets to it first!"

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✧ Petronia ✧

Smash. Smash. Smash. With each blow from Petronia's stony wings and the pointed gem on her forehead, the crack in the egg's shell widened. Finally, it shattered outwards, sending the hatchling stumbling into an unfamiliar world.

Without her protective casing, the first thing the little dragon felt was vulnerability. She crawled back, yelping at a sudden sting in her foot as she stepped on a piece of her egg. The next thing she registered was an odd sensation thrumming through her body, the flesh around her crystalline protrusions tingling.

There was someone else in this cavern. Someone like her. But that didn't mean she could trust them.

Something in her reacted to the darkness, and the gems jutting from her body gave off a soft light. Great, she thought with a jolt of panic. Now others in here would be able to easily find her. She had no idea how to dim the glow. She didn't even know how she'd done it in the first place.

Peering from behind a crystal formation, she cried out, drawing back from the white blur that barrelled towards her. Whatever it was seemed ready to pounce at any moment. She lashed with her claws, earning a shriek. The other dragon skittered to the side, staring down in shock at the blood dripping from a row of gashes on his shoulder.

"Get lost," Petronia snarled, spitting out the words. She scurried away, trying to hide behind another cluster of crystals jutting from the ground, nerves taut as she kept alert to any signs of approaching threats.

Pokemon Spiral

@Noxx Abysmal seems to have disappeared and Dusksong is busy, so you can post if you want.

Rebirth: Return of the Dragons!

Quilo

Name: Quilo

Gender: Male

Species: Dragon

Age: Hatchling

Appearance:

Quilo is a wyvern (his arms are his wings) of around two and a half feet from head to tail. His scales are white, gleaming like snow. He has two curved horns at the back of his head, and ridges of short spikes around his face. His red eyes should look intimidating, but don't, often wide with enthusiasm, a trusting look to them.

Personality: Adventurous, daring and full of youthful energy, Quilo is one to take on challenges, sometimes ones he really shouldn't. He has a rough-and-tumble attitude, occasionally forgetting his own strength. A sociable dragon, he's quick to befriend others, to the point of not quite getting it when someone doesn't want to be befriended.

Bio: From the moment he hatched, the little dragon thought himself alone in a cold, dark nook of the cave. The only things he knew about himself were a name in his head - Quilo - and that he had some connection to the wind whistling outside. As he took his first few steps, thrill overtaking fear, he noticed others like him, clambering in confusion from their eggs into an unfamiliar environment. This was his chance to get to know the others, and explore this strange, fascinating world.

Power: Quilo has control over some types of weather. While he'll be able to summon raging snowstorms and lightning storms as he grows older and learns about his power, for now he doesn't fully know how to use it, and accidentally causes the weather to do odd things when he's angry or threatened. His control over wind allows him to fly even further and faster than he'd otherwise be able to.

Type of Dragon: Ice dragon. This gives him the ability to breathe a frosty blast at prey and enemies, as well as withstand extremely low temperatures. Despite being built for the cold, he can survive in other climates, although particularly warm ones weaken him.

Family: None that he knows of

Friends: None yet

Sentimental Attachment: None yet

Other: He has an odd feeling he has some kind of bond with another being, although he doesn't know who that being is.

Petronia

Name: Petronia

Gender: Female

Species: Dragon

Age: Hatchling

Appearance:

Small and lithe, measuring around a foot and a half. Her scales are deep grey with a stony appearance. Standing out from her dark colouring are many amethyst-like, crystalline spikes. The three crystals protruding from her head like horns will become longer and more numerous as she grows. One gem is located on her neck, another on her chest. Her wings do not allow her to fly, instead bearing the majority of these striking features. The gems are usually bright purple, but when she's unwell or her power is depleted, they take on a pale, faded look.

Personality: Wary and reclusive, with an attitude as spiky as the rocky ridges jutting from her body. She views anyone she doesn't know as a potential threat, especially humans. If necessary, she won't hesitate to defend herself with her teeth and claws. Highly independent, she prefers to figure things out on her own than ask for help, even when it would be a smarter idea to work with others. If she does let someone in, though, she'll be suprisingly loyal and protective.

Bio: Right at the back of the cave, surrounded by crystal shards knifing from the ground, a small dragon crawled from a jewel-like egg, scared and confused. Part of the reason for her fear was the unfamiliarity of her surroundings, part of it was an instinctive wariness that intensified when she saw the other dragons. Her first reaction was to back away with a low growl, although deep down, she knew she had no choice but to venture out and learn to survive.

Power: Control over light to create visual illusions, she can also temporarily blind enemies with brilliant flashes of light.

Type of Dragon: Crystal dragon - Where the myth of dragons fiercely guarding gemstones comes from. Hunted long ago for the gems protruding from their bodies, this was one of the first species to die out. Although many had developed an instinctive cautiousness, this wasn't enough to save them.

The magical properties of the sought-after crystals give the dragon some connection to the magic around them, so Petronia can sense if another dragon or a bonded human is nearby. When around her, just as light is amplified and refracted by a prism, other dragons find their abilities are slightly strengthened, which can be a good thing or a bad thing for Petronia - she can help allies, but unless she finds a way to control this property, the same boost is granted to her enemies.

Family: None as far as she knows

Friends: None, not worth the risk

Sentimental Attachment: Sentimental? Her? Ha!

Other: She may just find that a human - a natural enemy of sorts to a dragon like her - has bonded with her, and will go out of her way to avoid being found by said human.

Be my Sanctuary

@KatherinWinter Yeah, hopefully she'll help. She may turn out to be a stronger person than she seems (a lot of my timid characters do). I'm looking forward to seeing how these two develop.

Rebirth: Return of the Dragons!

@The One Is this better?

Quilo

Name: Quilo

Gender: Male

Species: Dragon

Age: Hatchling

Appearance:

Quilo is a wyvern (his arms are his wings) of around two and a half feet from head to tail. His scales are white, gleaming like snow. He has two curved horns at the back of his head, and ridges of short spikes around his face. His red eyes should look intimidating, but don't, often wide with enthusiasm, a trusting look to them.

Personality: Adventurous, daring and full of youthful energy, Quilo is one to take on challenges, sometimes ones he really shouldn't. He has a rough-and-tumble attitude, occasionally forgetting his own strength. A sociable dragon, he's quick to befriend others, to the point of not quite getting it when someone doesn't want to be befriended.

Bio: From the moment he hatched, the little dragon thought himself alone in a cold, dark nook of the cave. The only things he knew about himself were a name in his head - Quilo - and that he had some connection to the wind whistling outside. As he took his first few steps, thrill overtaking fear, he noticed others like him, clambering in confusion from their eggs into an unfamiliar environment. This was his chance to get to know the others, and explore this strange, fascinating world.

Power: Quilo has control over some types of weather. While he'll be able to summon raging snowstorms and lightning storms as he grows older and learns about his power, for now he doesn't fully know how to use it, and accidentally causes the weather to do odd things when he's angry or threatened. His control over wind allows him to fly even further and faster than he'd otherwise be able to.

Type of Dragon: Ice dragon. This gives him the ability to breathe a frosty blast at prey and enemies, as well as withstand extremely low temperatures. Despite being built for the cold, he can survive in other climates, although particularly warm ones weaken him.

Family: None that he knows of

Friends: None yet

Sentimental Attachment: None yet

Other: He has an odd feeling he has some kind of bond with another being, although he doesn't know who that being is.

Petronia

Name: Petronia

Gender: Female

Species: Dragon

Age: Hatchling

Appearance:

Small and lithe, measuring around a foot and a half. Her scales are deep grey with a stony appearance. Standing out from her dark colouring are many amethyst-like, crystalline spikes. The three crystals protruding from her head like horns will become longer and more numerous as she grows. One gem is located on her neck, another on her chest. Her wings do not allow her to fly, instead bearing the majority of these striking features. The gems are usually bright purple, but when she's unwell or her power is depleted, they take on a pale, faded look.

Personality: Wary and reclusive, with an attitude as spiky as the rocky ridges jutting from her body. She views anyone she doesn't know as a potential threat, especially humans. If necessary, she won't hesitate to defend herself with her teeth and claws. Highly independent, she prefers to figure things out on her own than ask for help, even when it would be a smarter idea to work with others. If she does let someone in, though, she'll be suprisingly loyal and protective.

Bio: Right at the back of the cave, surrounded by crystal shards knifing from the ground, a small dragon crawled from a jewel-like egg, scared and confused. Part of the reason for her fear was the unfamiliarity of her surroundings, part of it was an instinctive wariness that intensified when she saw the other dragons. Her first reaction was to back away with a low growl, although deep down, she knew she had no choice but to venture out and learn to survive.

Power: Control over light to create visual illusions, she can also temporarily blind enemies with brilliant flashes of light.

Type of Dragon: Crystal dragon - Where the myth of dragons fiercely guarding gemstones comes from. Hunted long ago for the gems protruding from their bodies, this was one of the first species to die out. Although many had developed an instinctive cautiousness, this wasn't enough to save them.

The magical properties of the sought-after crystals give the dragon some connection to the magic around them, so Petronia can sense if another dragon or a bonded human is nearby. When around her, just as light is amplified and refracted by a prism, other dragons find their abilities are slightly strengthened, which can be a good thing or a bad thing for Petronia - she can help allies, but unless she finds a way to control this property, the same boost is granted to her enemies.

Family: None as far as she knows

Friends: None, not worth the risk

Sentimental Attachment: Sentimental? Her? Ha!

Other: She may just find that a human - a natural enemy of sorts to a dragon like her - has bonded with her, and will go out of her way to avoid being found by said human.

Just realised I've essentially written a dog and a cat in dragon form...