**Aftermath** A Dragon RP

Definitely! I love dragon RP's!

Name: Nightfire
Gender: Female
Rank: Beta
Wing: Moon Wing
Size: She is a little bit larger than an average female dragon
Element(s): Crystal, Metal, Vortex
Physical Description: She is a sleek, stunningly beautiful dragon with iridescent, deep silver scales that fade to black at the end of her tail and the tips of her wings. She has midnight black horns and claws, and three razor-sharp spikes on the tip of her tail.
Personality: She is a very mysterious dragon, and rarely talks about her personal life unless with a close friend or with someone who she knows has a crush on her. She is very skilled at flirting, but doesn't very often. She isn't mean to the lower-ranking dragons, but expects them to show her some decent respect, and will reprimand the lower-ranking dragons when needed. She is a great mediator, and has a knack for settling arguments and compromising. She can be quite deceptive or defensive at times. She longs for a mate, and has been looking for a while, but her past experiences with relationships have emotionally maimed her. Additionally, she is very good at camouflaging. If her scales get hot enough, they create a mirroring effect which can make her temporarily invisible. Oh, and she almost never uses her Vortex element. It's extremely dangerous, and she has had some accidents with it before.
Other: She has had three past relationships, all of which failed. Over the years she has been cheated on, abandoned or scorned for being too clingy. Because of her past she can have some trust issues at times, but she's working on improving that aspect of herself.
 
Definitely! I love dragon RP's!

Name: Nightfire
Gender: Female
Rank: Beta
Wing: Moon Wing
Size: She is a little bit larger than an average female dragon
Element(s): Crystal, Metal, Vortex
Physical Description: She is a sleek, stunningly beautiful dragon with iridescent, deep silver scales that fade to black at the end of her tail and the tips of her wings. She has midnight black horns and claws, and three razor-sharp spikes on the tip of her tail.
Personality: She is a very mysterious dragon, and rarely talks about her personal life unless with a close friend or with someone who she knows has a crush on her. She is very skilled at flirting, but doesn't very often. She isn't mean to the lower-ranking dragons, but expects them to show her some decent respect, and will reprimand the lower-ranking dragons when needed. She is a great mediator, and has a knack for settling arguments and compromising. She can be quite deceptive or defensive at times. She longs for a mate, and has been looking for a while, but her past experiences with relationships have emotionally maimed her. Additionally, she is very good at camouflaging. If her scales get hot enough, they create a mirroring effect which can make her temporarily invisible. Oh, and she almost never uses her Vortex element. It's extremely dangerous, and she has had some accidents with it before.
Other: She has had three past relationships, all of which failed. Over the years she has been cheated on, abandoned or scorned for being too clingy. Because of her past she can have some trust issues at times, but she's working on improving that aspect of herself.
Accepted
 
Hidden in the bushes along the edge of the forest and the wing's territory, a hole in the ground that stood as the entrance to a den was lined with an uneven, metallic color that glittered with a concealed iridescence. The hidden beauty of the entrance lead down a good fifteen feet into the earth before the floor became parallel with the ground above it. The tunnel opened up, and revealed an open space, with traces of various elements all around it. The sides were covered in the same metal that the entrance was. Large masses of metal with jagged edges sat in every corner. Brilliant crystals of all colors filled up every nook and cranny in the cracked ground, and an occasional claw mark lay scattered across the walls. There was something else there, though. Deep scars that appeared everywhere: the sides, bottom, and even ceiling of the den. They dug into the quiet peacefulness of the place and stole it. They sat in such a formation that a whirlpool effect was created, and the middle of the burrow seemed to descend into a bottomless pit of darkness. If one were to take a closer look, and stare deep into a single one of those many blade-marks, they would see a thin layer of an odd amethyst-colored lining, like a hardened plasmid substance that had lost its life, that sat in its eternal grave of sadness. And it was here, in this quiet, pensive den of undefined depth, that Nightfire rested, deep in sleep.

(Sorry this post was really long but it was sooooooo much fun to write!!)
 
Hidden in the bushes along the edge of the forest and the wing's territory, a hole in the ground that stood as the entrance to a den was lined with an uneven, metallic color that glittered with a concealed iridescence. The hidden beauty of the entrance lead down a good fifteen feet into the earth before the floor became parallel with the ground above it. The tunnel opened up, and revealed an open space, with traces of various elements all around it. The sides were covered in the same metal that the entrance was. Large masses of metal with jagged edges sat in every corner. Brilliant crystals of all colors filled up every nook and cranny in the cracked ground, and an occasional claw mark lay scattered across the walls. There was something else there, though. Deep scars that appeared everywhere: the sides, bottom, and even ceiling of the den. They dug into the quiet peacefulness of the place and stole it. They sat in such a formation that a whirlpool effect was created, and the middle of the burrow seemed to descend into a bottomless pit of darkness. If one were to take a closer look, and stare deep into a single one of those many blade-marks, they would see a thin layer of an odd amethyst-colored lining, like a hardened plasmid substance that had lost its life, that sat in its eternal grave of sadness. And it was here, in this quiet, pensive den of undefined depth, that Nightfire rested, deep in sleep.

(Sorry this post was really long but it was sooooooo much fun to write!!)
(Your completely fine! You should right books!)

Jasper walked around. His black scales shimmered with the beauty greater than that of moonlight on a lake. His muscles moved fluidly with each step as he made his way to the lake. As he drank he realized with a start that he was the only male dragon in his wing so far.
 
Form-

Name: Bumbleclaw ( Nickname can be beeclaw)
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Rank: Higher mid-ranker.
Wing: Moon Wing
Size: Large
Element(s): shadow and light ( hence his colors and name)
(Powers): can trap others in the darkness( they can't leave the shadows) and can and often will glow and sometimes become unbearably bright when he's mad.
Physical Appearance: A large, boxy dragon. Very muscular, but not too much. He has ridges going down his back, each one having either yellow or black fading together almost like a bumblebee. Bright blue eyes and glistening white claws and teeth.
His tail is considerably long, ending in a large ( sandwing like) stinger, the tip is broken so he can't use it but it has been growing back ever so slowly over the years. He has a large scar on his shoulder. His voice is deep and soft, he's almost never in a bad mood.
Personality: Cheery, kind, fun-loving, but serious. He is always there to help and very respectful. He dreams of being the next alpha, but knows that it'll never come true. He can also be mysterious and a little vague sometimes, all in all he tries his best.
Mate: None yet....
Other: @Willowhisp this looks great!!( The thread) hope I'm good to go!!
 
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