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The last of the Dragons

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OOC: No need to use pics while RPing

Nymbryxion tunred her head. A bright red dragon stood there.
"Hi, i'm Nymbryxion. This is Venomfang, and...." she glanced at the tiny, barely alive blue-green dragonet in Venomfang's arms.
"This dragonet, we're not sure who exactly who HE is," she admitted. "Do you know this young one?"
 
Venomfang nodded to the new dragon, then looked down to the dragonet. "...Why not call it...Segesose?, "He said, blinking. If it is alone...it'll need someone to raise him..." I wouldn't mind at all...for some reason I am compelled to do so...
 
"Mmmm," she said, stroking the sleeping dragonet's head with one claw.
"It will be a challenge..and yet, somehow, already I love our little Sesegose."
Her attention shifted back to the red dragon, who was clikcing the ice with her nails.
"So," she said briskly, "Would you accompany us on our hunt?"
Lowering her voice, she said, "I know where there is a huge herd of moose."
 
OOC: Erm...we're not in a cave, we're on top of a deep-frozen pond..o.O

IC:
"What are you doing?!" yelled Nymbryxion. "You'll lose your wings! DON'T FLY!!"
 
"Whew!"
Excusing herself, she hurried over to the place below the ledge and carefully climbed up.
"So...are you going to go hunt moose with us? Moose are very scarce these days, you know...so how'd you like to come? Let us know, okay?"
She quickly slid down the icy cliff onto the lake, picking up speed. She tried to slow down, but unfortunately, she still had lots of momentum..
"WAAAAAAAH! LOOK OUT!" she screamed as she slid by across the lake. Then she shot off like a rocket into a tree.
A few minutes later, she climbed down, smelling quite strongly of pine needles.
"Boy, that was fun!" she said, grinning literally from ear to ear, as most dragons do.
 
Her grin spread even wider. "I'm great!" she shouted. "You should try it!"
Lookign at the sleepy-yet-angry expression on the icy dragon's face, she clapped her jaws shut.
"Oops, sorry," she said, trying not to giggle.
 
OOC: You're going to want to describe it, a lack of descriton makes RPs boring
 
"Woahhhh..." Nymbryxion breathed. Wasting no time, she climbed to the top of the ice slide, sat down, and pushed with all her might.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" she shouted as the slid down and rocketed off into the woods. Then she emerged, smiling.
"You're great, guys."
 
Venomfang watched the other dragons quietly, still holding Segesose. I would rather watch them, I am having my own fun.... He looked down to the dragonet he held and blinked as it gave a tiny squeak. "Well...it's good to know you're getting better..." Spreading his wings, Venomfangfolded them over the two, as a type of shade. Segesose gave another tiny squeak and curled up, going to sleep.
 
Nymbryxion spied Venomfang again and trotted over happily. "How's the little guy doing?" she asked. The little dragonet seemd to be happily, peacefully asleep. Probably for the first time in his life, she thought sadly. So many weak, runty dragonets were cast out becasue they got in the way.
 
She turned to Ice-Cube and explained. "We found this little guy as he /was/ dying on the ice. We heard him give the death squeal...luckily, he was a fire-breather, as are we, so we were able to save him."
 
"Well, i'm Nymbryxion. This is Venomfang. The little guy appears to be okay so far. Isn't he so cute when he's asleep?" she said, peering at the tiny dragonet.
 
I'll get into this. (Thanx, DC, for letting me know that it'll never be too late :P)

Name: Wrath
Age: 95
Gender:
Colors: Black; red eyes; white belly; gold horns and silver claws
Breath: Black fire
Overall appearance: a great black dragon with straight horns that come off of the back of it's head. Each arm has three claws lined up on its wrists. it has a long tail, and a spike at the end of its snout. It's wings are large, black, and very powerful
Personality: A loner, mostly. As everything would suggest, he prefers the dark. Very vengeful and will kill anything in its path.
History: Its past is very mysterious, but it is believed that it was filled with death, violence, and destruction.

Wrath fell down from the sky and crashed to the ground startling everyone. He gets up, making his limp, scorched, burning wing visible to everyone.
 
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