Name: Shonakasen (Shone-ah-kah-sen) I'Nebulensense E'Veren Ryu del Seiun
Meaning: Nebulensense and Veren's Dragon of the Nebula
Gender Female
Color Nebula Red and Gold
Bond None at the moment.
From EverRealm
Type: Raptor Dragon hybrid
"Parents" Whorling Father: Nebulensense
Non-whorling Father: Veren I'Tairim Ryu del Atar
Personality Shonakasen is a fiesty dragoness, unwilling to sit back and let others decide her fate. She's vain like her non-whorling father, Veren, and insists that everyone call her Shonakasen (Watch out if you shorten her name to Shona...) and has major issues taking orders from anyone. Otherwise, she's a nice enough dragoness, interested in learning like Veren, but wild enough that not many would expect her to be learned. She savors her moments alone, and often spends them prowling the edge of Clan Akelara territory, or exploring the wildernes on her own. Her memory is a steel trap, and when she returns, she often tells what she's found or seen to either Tirval or Lesara and lets them write it down if they think it's important.
Notes: Shonakasen is a better runner than she is a flier, making her oft-fiery temper a somewhat dangerous thing to people that can't easily escape into the sky. Just don't try to push her around, or take liberties with her that she hasn't given permission for, or talk down to her like she's a dumb dragon, and everything will be just fine.
Female Raptor Dragon hybrid Shonakasen
It was near dawn when Shonakasen stalked into Darkling Dawn like some conquering princess of war. Her blazing eyes swept over the establishment, raking the few humans and dragons that were up at this early hour with a scathing look.

I suppose this place will suit my needs. Came the dragoness' fiery words, as she stalked past a few staring humans, turning her head to look down at them in narrow-eyed curiosity. But it was the scrutiny of the male dragons that annoyed her. Such... clumsy brutes! Completely unsuitable for land running! She couldn't take their hot eyed gaze anymore, and reared up nearly vertical, bringing one of her great hind paws up and flexing the massive killing claw as her wings flared to aid her balance. With a shriek that was both verbal and mental, she spoke. What are you staring at, you clumsy brutes?!

It was enough... barely. Most of the males at least stopped staring at her openly. With a snort, the proud dragoness stalked into the dragonry and went in search of 'someone in charge who isn't male.'

Eventually ushered into the - rather sleepy - presense of Weyrwoman Rahel, Shonakasen inclined her head... and promptly made her demand. No dancing around bushes for her! I wish to rise here, if I may.

"As long as there's room on the flight boards, you may." Came Rahel's response.

Shonakasen was delighted, not so much by the response as by... well, by Rahel. At least this woman was to the point! There will be certain restrictions, of course. My suitors must be able to match me on the ground as well as in the sky, and they must be intelligent. I refuse to even consider a mate who is nothing more than an average male! And they must be aware that I do bite and kick if I'm not pleased. She emphasized her words with a harsh snap of her powerful jaws.

Rahel arched an eyebrow at the dragoness' demands, "I can't have you killing anyone, you know."

I know. I'll be... gentle. A snort. Or as gentle as possible. If it soothes you any, I will refrain from using the killing claws.

"Very well. Your requirements have been noted and will be posted along with your flight listing." Rahel smiled faintly, "Micath will show you to a den you can use during your stay here."

My thanks to you.