Open your mind
& behold the splendor..
Reach out with your heart
& feel each scale..
For the dragon is not without,
but within the heart,
soul, & the imagination..
Unlike many others of my kind, I am a native from this earth. I was born and raised here, not in some parallel universe or another planet or anything like that.. My weyr is originally located in England.. But alas, to my dismay thine eyes hath never witnessed the beauty my homeland beholds..
I have been told so much about England and aye, the longing is there, someday hopefully I shall be able to see the beauty of which I hath heard so much about... To soar above the vast fields and the fences made of stone.. To visit the great castles, which my ancestors protected with their lives, that still stand untouched by the technologies of this modern day world.. And which, I am certain, shall continue to exist for centuries yet to come..
Nay, when I came into this world I was many leagues away, separated by a great ocean.. I was raised in a harsh land where the seasons could be unforgiving at times. Surrounded by great lakes as far as the eye could see. That is where I was raised, in the Keep of the Elliott Clan, in a land they call Minnesota.......
After I was born my father settled down a wee bit, but the battles continued, although they were on somewhat a lesser scale. Every morn' at the crack of dawn my father ventured out. His instinct to protect the innocent was so strong that he would go to great lengths to uphold the sacred laws.. Day after day I would wait impatiently for his return, fearful that he wouldn't come home. And yet there were many times that he did come home late, bruised and bloodied.. I would run to his side crying, latching on to him so tight that he would have to pry my arms from him.. I was always afraid that if I let go that maybe someday he wouldn't make it home...
My father taught me well as I grew up, for I was his only offspring.. He made sure that I was well trained in order to survive the hardships that I would too soon face on my own.. One of his favorite sayings was "Never allow your emotions to show -even when you are at your weakest moment, for if you do, that's when you will lose the battle!" I believe that he considered life itself a battle.. Be it in thy mind or thy heart.. He trained me vigorously in my youth and I learned well his teachings. I stayed until it was finally time, until I felt that I could learn more out there than what he was teaching me.. I was ready to fly on my own and live my own life..
My father is a large, powerful man who had raven black hair and ice blue eyes, but now, although he still has his ice blue eyes, his hair has changed to a brilliant silver in color.. He is feared by many out there, and yet respected by even more.. He has such a strong aura about him that most sense to leave him be and not upset him.. And for those that do upset him, well, there's not too many of them left to do it again...
Unfortunately for me, I have never seen him in draconic form although 'twas he that taught me to spread my wings and to become a warrior of this world. He has always preferred human form, for he believes he can protect the innocents better that way. But it is my belief that even though he taught me how to take flight and soar, that he himself has forgotten how to.. No, all I can do is imagine what he looked like in his day.. From what I sense of him, he was an impressive dragon with a powerful, muscular body. His ebony scales would be darker than the shadows on a cloudy night.. And yet I believe that he would still have those cold, ice blue eyes that look deep into your soul, and make even the bravest tremble with fear. His wings would be so large that they could block out the light and the warmth of the sun, and his powerful claws would be able to crush granite. Oh yes, this is how I picture my father looked like once.. I only wish I could have seen it for myself!!!
She took another mate when I was still but very young. She prefers to be in human form but I think that that has to do with her current mate.. Her mate is not of our special race and I believe that he still does not know the truth, nor that he ever will... I feel that if he did know, he would not be able to accept it either.. He is a nice man though and does treat her well. He loves her dearly and she is happy and content, so in all honesty, I couldn't ask for more for her...
I have seen my mother once in draconic form, although she tried to keep me from it for years.. One night I finally pushed her to the point of uncontrollable fury and when she changed, I feared for my life!!!! My mother is a beautiful brown dragon with her scales edged with gold. Her chest plates are copper and she also has two stripes of copper that run along her dorsal ridge. Her eyes shine with the colors of a summers sunset, and when she is consumed with fury, the colors change to that of a fiery volcano..
Only that one time in my life did I ever see my mother in her true form, and that saddens me.. For she was glorious in that moment, full of unbridled power, beauty, and grace...
As a dragon his true qualities came out even more. He is a majestic sun dragon and looks as if he just rose from the flames.. He is tall *as far as dragons go* and very powerful.. His muscles bulge and his long whip like tail coils when he stands. He has long powerful legs and a broad muscular chest. His wings reflect the color of the sun when displayed. He is a bright fiery shade of red with highlights of orange edging each scale. He has long spikes about 2 feet long that run the length of his dorsal ridge. They are colored of the brightest gold and on each side of the spikes, there is a stripe that is colored scarlet red..
After seeing him that first time, I began to call him Sun Catcher for it is as if he has caught the sun and claimed the colors for himself.
But alas that gift, that which had taken him so long to discover, was not to last.. For there was another dragon - a Mage Dragon - that also vied for my attention.. He soon realized that I would not return his affections and that I had found my chosen mate, and when that happened, his attraction soon turned to fury... One cold and dark winters night, this mage dragon cast a spell which injured my mate when he was in his human form.. He was bloody and mangled when he was found and was thought not to live through the night.. When I received word about what had happened, I was devastated, for I felt he was my life and without him I didn't know if I could go on!!
I flew as fast as I could to where he was taken.. Through a blinding blizzard and freezing temperatures.. Nothing was going to stop me from going to his side... I made it barely, frozen, weary, fearful, and in shock from the news.. I didn't know what to expect, I only knew I was needed.. The healers informed me that he would survive, but he would bear the marks from this terrible "accident" for the rest of his life...
In the years that have followed that fateful day, our lives together have not been easy.. He was injured so badly that he is no longer able to transform.. That in itself was hard enough to accept, but that I was young and wild and still had the freedom of flight was almost more than he could bear.... I loved him and even though he could fly with me no longer, I stayed.... He tried to control me, to keep me from doing what I wanted to do and from what he could no longer do.. But I could not exist that way... He finally realized that *almost to late* and accepted me for who and what I was... That my spirit could not be contained, that I needed to be all that I was or I would lose the fire from within and be but a shadow of my former self... But fate decreed that we should be together, our link together was becoming stronger everyday, and we had our growing daughter to raise.....
MYSELF
As for me, I am another story in itself. I have all of my parents qualities and more. I have a very strong will that cannot be deterred. When I set my mind on something, it will be accomplished no matter what the obstacles. I have the gift of a caring heart so I make *true* friends easily, and I have the wisdom from my own experiences and the learning's from others. When one needs advice or counseling, I am the one that they can turn to.. I am slow to anger, but when either my family or friends are threatened, I am very protective and can truly say that if need be, I would die for them!!!!
When I am in my human form, I appear as a young female.. The only draconic appearance that shows are my eyes for they change colors with my moods.. I am tall and slim in build, but as each season comes and goes, I become stronger and fuller... I have a mane of hair that is long, and shines like spun gold in the sunlight.. I have made good use of the soft, pale skin that comes with this form.. It is easily marked so I have had scenes of my history embedded into my skin.. Starting with the day I flew from my clan to begin a life of my own, to the day my beloved daughter entered the world....
As a dragon I am known by many names... By my enemies I can be known as Ice Heart, for my coldness, or even as Dream Stalker, for my ability to inflict terrifying nightmares upon those whom I choose... But by my friends call me Storm Rider or Star Gazer, for I am still young and my head is full of dreams of what might be, and no matter what comes, I always seem to ride out the storm... My mother finally revealed to me what my true draconic name is but that is my secret alone...
I am larger than the average female dragon, which in part I believe is due to the fact that my father raised me as if I was a son instead of the typical sheltered female... My coloring is unusual, I believe, for a dragon.. Or to say that I have not met another colored like me.... My scales are iridescent.... They have dark undertones and reflect the colors of the earth.. Anywhere from deep oceanic blue to the teal shades of a lagoon... My wings from a distance may seem almost transparent, but in truth they reflect the colors of either the sky or the sea... My chest plates are a deep rose color, similar to the color of a blushing maidens cheeks... And as for my eyes, well, they swirl with the deepest colors of blue and green... But if by chance you see them the gray shade of a misty morning, be wary.... Be very wary.....