Sunglow, the Dragon

[Nayeli]

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I was given the name

Sunglow

Born in the Dragon Egg Chambers in the Evening

Year 790 BBRW

To the Dragon World as a

Female Dragon

Trained to be a

Warrior, Fighter, Leader

Allied with the mighty

Tasia Anna & Dragon Riders

My rider calls me as Beautiful as the Sun...

But, I don’t think I am that pretty, mostly because, I love the sun so much and it is more beautiful then anything. But then again, it gives warmth to me, allows me to gain the energy I can use to fight. But, you want to know about me, right? Fine, I guess we can start with my small, tiny, little body, which is nothing to be proud of as of the moment. My little snout is rounded slightly, with a very small spike on the end, just about my nostrils. The area around my lips are a bit hard then the rest of my face and a shade darker. My eyes hold a shade lighter then my scales, making the sunglow look on me even more fantastic. Above my eyes, a few inches, are two spikes, which are small as of the moment, but will be large and sharp. Just below them are my ear holes which allow me to hear what is going on around me. My neck is smooth as of this moment, a few feathery like scales go up and down the back of my neck and then my wither area is bare, meant for the future of flying. Along my back and tail, I have the same feather like scales that show were spikes will coming. On the end of my tail is a long arrow like looking thing, but it is small and flimsy. From under my jaw to half way down my tail, I have a slightly lighter colored underbelly, which I am always protecting. As of this moment, my scales are very smooth and soft. My talons are small and very sharp because of how knew they are. My teeth are pure white and also very sharp, but right now, they look slightly strange on my small body.

As I grow, my snout will grow a bit longer, the spike on my nose will be a big longer and will go back towards my head slightly, allowing it to curve. On my chin, I will have the same kind of spike, but it will also curve back slightly, giving my a bit more protection from my enemies. My scales will darken slightly, though not much and my eyes will stay the same color. The spikes on my head will grow longer each time I grow bigger and stronger. The feather like scales on my neck and back will harden into long spikes that will protect me from something coming down on my. The area for my rider will be protected and easily assessable, because tougher, larger scales will grow to allow him to climb onto my back, but they will barely be noticed. My tail will be stiffer and longer, the arrow will be able to puncture into anything I aim it at. My talons will be larger, stronger, though sharper, maybe not to a simple touch, but with force, they will slice through anything. My teeth will grow larger and actually look somewhat normal within’ my mouth. They will be sharp, able to tear apart anything I get my talons on.

My sunglow body will always be bright and beautiful, the sun will always make it brighter and shimmer more in the beautiful day light. Fire light will cause me to glow slightly from scales, and people will look at me in breath taking awe. I will have strength to do whatever I want and my rider will be right by my side, just as beautiful as I am. I will gain armor for battling my enemies, it will be a light gray armor, made by the best. It will go over my skin and scales, my spike will be able to come through it. It will curve with my body and hold gems near the withers for my rider to store energy through the years to use for battle.

I consider myself as Fiery Type...

But then again, my Rider my consider me slightly annoying, comparing I woke her up the moment we met by sinking my large, dark golden claws into her side. She was not to happy with me after that, but I am not that concerned, she needed to wake her lazy butt up. As you can see, I am slightly controlling when it comes to others, though, very passionate about my work as a Dragon Rider’s Dragon, I want control when it comes to things going on. I don’t like being out in the blue, it works into my scales and makes me nervous. I am sure this will go away as I grow older, but as of this moment, I doubt that will happen. I get slightly angry when I am not in some form of control, hints the talons in Tasia’s side. I find it funny when people get mad at me, mostly because of the fact that they always show off to prove how made they are and I just sit back, a grin on my face all the while. I enjoy a good fight, no matter if it is good or bad I am fighting. If you piss me off, I am going to hurt you, no doubt about it. I have a temper the length of on smallest scale and that is not very long, which is lucky for you. How? Well, because it is such a short temper, I get mad fast and then I cool down fast, so you may not die.

I am a very caring dragon other then what I said above, though, it may seem different. I am always protecting those I care about, making sure they are taken care of and out of harms way. I hate to see those I care about hurt and I would never allow my rider to get hurt. I have waited many years to see this rider and if she was to get hurt, my whole thought process would be ruined. I love her to death, she is my own sister and I would do anything to make sure she does not hurt at all. I am always watching out for her best interest, making sure she is taken care of. If others come around and she likes them, though I may be a bit wary at first, after a short time, I will probably like them too and protect them, however, the test to my trust is a bit bigger then the test to my riders trust.

I do allow other to control me, however, these are those who are older and wiser then me, who know what they are talking about, like other dragons who are many years older then me. Normally, I don’t allow such a thing, but since I know I have to learn, I allow it. I hate being out of control of things, but if it means learning from them, they can have the control. I am a bit tougher when it comes to control other things, like my rider for instance. I always want to make sure she is taken care of and in my point of view or smell, however, when she is not, I feel like I am not doing my job and I don’t feel right other wise.

As I grow older, these will become either less or more seen. I am sure my control issue will lessen, allowing me to relax more when things are not in my control. My protection issue will sky rocket, my need to protect my rider and her friends will always be my main concern. My temper issue will probably lessen to the point that the fuse is a bit longer then my smallest scale, but then again, I may still be pretty bad. I will always have a heart to care about those who deserve my caring attitude. Other then that, I am a Controlling, Protective, Caring, Temperamental Sunglow Dragon!

Born in the Chambers of the Dragon Eggs...

But my pass is far longer then it seems to many, which is normal for any dragon hatchling. Both of my parents were wild during the war between the dragon and elves, they fought together always, their love for each other was strong. I remember the memories they gave to me while I was in the egg and they were around. They would tell me stories through my mind. My mother was a beautiful light colored silver dragon and my father was a black dragon. He was large and powerful, bulky and huge, many spikes and sharp scales. My mother, the silver beauty she was, was delicate and slim, but a strong flyer. She was beautiful, her grace was unknown to my father, he had never seen such beauty before. I remember the names that were given to me through my shell when I was first brought into this world as a egg…

My mother was given the name Platinum Silver by her own parents when she hatched into being. My father was given the name Arsenic, by his father only, because his mother had been killed by another male jealous. My father worked hard to show others he was strong, he made sure he was going to live. He fought hard in the war between the elves and he met my mother. They fought together, sometimes even helping tear things apart to protect their land, to protect themselves. I remember the memory of them seeing Eragon and his Dragon, the large white beast that came down and settle the war. My father and mother were grateful that the war was over and decided that they would give to them. They made a pact that they would only give Silver, Gold, and Black eggs.

After they gave the eggs, I never heard from them again, however, the eggs that came in had there own memories. After a while, I cut myself off from the world, I figured that the listening to others was doing nothing for me. I would relive the memories everytime I finished them and then, it happened…

I felt the touch of my rider come to me, the feeling hurt at first, the sudden change of things, the sharp pain that moved through her body had gone through my own. I had called her too me when I felt something else during the evening and then, I broke from my prison. It did not take long, but I saw her laying there, her body seemed lifeless at first, but she was breathing and I could hear her heart beating as I sniffed her body. I looked around at the other eggs, seeing many that could be my siblings, but I turned my eyes back to her. I tried waking her, but nothing happened at first, she just laid there, her head was hurting and so was my head. I growled and finally, took matters into my own hands. I allowed my talons to sink into her side, waking her and giving her a slight scar for a few days, but I got her to awaken for me.

After a few years, I was much older, but it was a few years later that the Humans joined the pact. This was wonderful in my opinion, but many did not like this at all. After days of Leilani's return to the city, which was a surprise, the elves attacked the city. Myself and my rider protected the people as best we could and flew the injured to where they could be cared for. After the battle was over, we headed to the west and towards a island of the coast of the mainland. Between then and now, my rider returned to the city of Illrea to try and get items and riders left behind, but she was nearly killed by a Elf soldier, luckily, she was protected by the werecats that roam the city.

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[Emma]

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