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| Name: Raiden Gender: Male Color: Cerulean Blue Type: Air Breath Weapon: Moonlit Storm Age: Adult Mate: Allummina Parents: Skysong and Kami Adoption Date: 9/28/01 Birth Date: 10/9/01 |
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| Name: Flash Color: Black Age: Adult Adopted from: Rose Caverns |
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| "Its come to visit you." Myst tells him. The dragon nods. "Would you like to hear a bit about myself?" you give your acceptance, and ask to sit. "Oh please do! And I will run and get you some hot tea!" Myst says, and dashes off into the dark. Raiden turns back to you. "My name is Raiden, which means thunder and lightning in Japanese. I am a Cerulean Blue air dagon from Rose Caverns. This mountain top is my home." something lets out a small chirp, and then dives at you. You gasp, and cover your head. The big dragon's paw flashes out and snaches something out of the air. You look up and see Raiden lift something in his claws gently, so that you can see it. It looks like a miniture dragon. The little creature is pitch black with dark purple eyes. It looks up at you with depthless eyes and churps. "This is my Chesum, Flash." Raiden says, indicating the little dragon. "I am very sorry about him attacking you, he does that to strangers." The big dragon chuckles. "He thinks he can protect me." The little dragon flitts out of Raiden's big paws and hovers around it's friend. "A Chesum is like a miniture dragon, but they don't speak our language. He can only churp and make other little noises. He is full grown, so he doesn't need a lot of care from me now. Deborah, my bondmate, gave him to me as a present for my growing into an adult." The little black Chesmu gives a small churp. You ask if Raiden taught the Chesmu to fly, and he nods. "My father Skysong taught me to fly when I was an adolcent with the help of my mom Kami and my uncle Moonwind. Care to see me fly?" you clap your hands in excitment of such a rare treat. Flash hovers down and lands on the ground next to you. The blue dragon beats his wings hard, making you cover your eyes. When you look again, he is soaring in the air. You watch the blue dragon make a large circle around you, and then land again. Thats when Myst walks up to you with the tea. "Thats was great Raiden!" Myst pats Raiden on the sholder, and he nods in thanks, grinning proudly. Flash jumps up and commences to flying again. "Did you know that Raiden has just chosen his breathweapon?" You shake your head no. "He chose Moonlit Storm, and now he is a level one evil wizard." Raiden starts to laugh. "What? Whats so funny?" "Oh, its just my alligance. Evil you know. Look at me, I'm evil!" He says in a mocking voice, and dances around a bit. Both you and Myst laugh at the dragon's mockery. "Anyways what did you think of my flying?" you tell him that you thought he was wonderful. Raiden blushes. You are a bit suprised. You didn't know dragons could blush. "Not too long ago, I met this wonderful dragon named Allummina, and she chose me as her mate. I have never been happier. Allummina is a beautiful purple air, and her bondmate is Lady Eternal Rose." Raiden blushes again at the thought of his mate. "Allummina is the most beautiful dragon I have ever seen. We just had clutch together." His blush deepens "She will make a wonderful mother. We both kept one egg. The egg that is living with me hatched into a beautiful female gold!" You smile and congratulate Raiden on becoming mated. You also congratulate him on his child. The dragon grins happly, "Thank you! Allummina and I are very happy!" He smiles dreamly for a moment, and then looks back down at you. "Would you like to see the rest of my home?" You nod and smile, "Great!! Follow me...." |
| The elf reaches down and helps you up with a hand. "Are you alright?" You nod, trying to shake off the shock. "I'm sorry, but we have been having some bad storms these last few days. Are you here to see Raiden?" you nod again, "Ok, but here, let me help you the rest of the way. Its very dark, and I know the way by heart." she takes your hand and leads you up the path. After a long walk, the trees stop short and the flat mountain top spralled before you, as if the top had been cut off. The lighting had subdued to just a few flashes. "This is mountain has a spell over it, which causes it to always be dark and to have ocasional thunder storms. The trees you saw on your way up are part of the spell. They draw the storms to them. That is why they are shaped and colored so. Well, would you like to meet Raiden now? I'm sure that he would like to tell you a bit about his home and himself. I take you to him." Myst leads you to the center of the clearing. Sitting in the center, is a huge blue dragon with enormus silver wings. He turns to look down at you with percing green eyes. "A human, Myst? Whats it doing here?" the dragon says in a calm and wise voice. |
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| Fae raises her arms and a shimmering hole appers before you. She lets you through, but dose not follow. "I'm sorry, but I just can't come with you," she says while shaking her head. "I must look after my own dragon. Skysong will be looking for me by now. Good luck." And with that, the gatway dissappears and is gone. You now notice that you are standing about half way up a large moutain. A small, twisty path grows upwards before you. You decide to take it, having no where else to go. As you travle upwards, you notice that the trees around you are begining to change. Every now and then, a large midnight blue colored tree spots the green ones. These blue trees, you notice, have no leaves, and are shaped like lighting, the the bolts are racing upwards, combinding tree and lighting shape. As you get further up the moutain, the lighting trees get more and more common, till there are no green trees left, just the jagged deep blue ones. You are now about three forths of the way up, and the sky is growing dark. Night is falling and pictch black clouds are begning to cover the sky. Thats when the first bolt of lighting strikes, with a huge crash of thunder that jars you to the very bone. You let out a cry and stumble a few steps. Recovering from your shock, you see that the blue, lighting like trees have sparks running up and down them. You study the nearest one with interst. When the sparks stop, you put your hand to it. The tree is smooth and hot. You dismiss your questions telling yourself that this is where dragons live, anything could happen. As you continue upwards, the lighting bolts are becoming more and more common. The time between them is getting redeculessly short. Soon, you reach the peek of the mountain, which is completly flat. It is quite wide and looks like it could hold two or three dragons. But before you can look around, the hair on you arm begins to stand on end. Before you can move or cry out, a purple flash of lighting strikes just inches away from you, knocking you to the ground. You vision is filled with a bright purple light. As is begins to reced, you see a young elf in front of you. She is dressed in a light purple dress and is holding a moon staff in her hands. Her mist colored hair hangs below her waist. |
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