Post by Lyrikitty on Aug 18, 2011 9:50:00 GMT -5
Dragons: Toxin, Frost, Glacier, Forest, Tundra [Gold; Brown; Green]
A strange occurance happened in the mutation of the Zhivhiri dragons. All the mutations can come in either gender, and as such will bond to any gender. In general though, the Toxins, Frosts, and Glaciers will Impress only to heterosexual candidates of their own gender. Another oddity of the mutants is their hides. Their hides are thicker than the average dragon, made to fight the cold off and protect the beasts. Several breeds also have fur in some places, such as the paws of the Frosts. Another form of protection from the cold. This acts against them as well though, for it prevents these dragons from transfering out of the Weyr. In warmer temperatures these dragons will die within a month, their bodies unable to withstand the heat and their thick hides making them hotter still.
Toxin :: One of the more intimidating colors of the Weyr, though not the largest by any means. Their most notable feature is a toss-up. It could be either the four horns curving slightly back from it's skull, or the splashes of a bright, almost radioactive looking yellow-green. They fall into the size range between a medium Bronze and a large Brown, making them the second largest dragons in the Weyr. Slender dragons that do not look all too powerful in build, they are made for long Flight above all else, with overly developed wing muscles and long, narrow wings. Their limbs are also long, supporting their thin bodies. offering a graceful touch to their dark beauty. And indeed they are beautiful to behold, even if they are fearsome. Short spikes run the length of their spines, and their tail is barbed, and the source of their name is found here. In the barbs is a toxin which paralyzes the body. The effects are not enough to kill at any time, but they will leave the victim immobilized for several hours. This is purely defensive, for these dragons are not agressive. Their coloring is attractive, though without the radioactive looking accents of color they would be almost bland. They are darkest at the peak of their spine, the color fading steadily as it moves to their paws and in some the lightest points can even be white, though most are a grayish hue.
For all their tough appearance these dragons are calm and collected. Ranked as Kings and Queens in the Weyr, and the only females that actively clutch. They are the thinkers of the Weyr, and never take action until all possibilities have been carefully looked at and the best one chosen. This makes major changes hard for them, and it can take a very long time for anything major to finally fall into action. Intelligent and reliable, it is no wonder these creatures are looked up to by all who know them. One of the gentlest creatures you could hope to meet, they hate violence with a passion. If they are forced into a situation where violence seems the best action, or worse the only action, they would rather do nothing at all. The males are protective of their mates, and while they do not hover around and fret, they will fiercely defend their mate in the event that harm is likely. It is perhaps one of the very rare times a Toxin will show agression. The other is in the females. Toxin Queens are devoted clutchmothers, and when they have a clutch on the sands they will not move away for even a moment, doting and lavishing care on the eggs. If anyone they do not know enters the sands before the Hatching they will attack without a second thought. For this reason, female Toxins are introduced to everyone in the Weyr as hatchlings, and anyone new to the Weyr is presented to them before anything else is done.
Toxins Impress to candidates of the same gender with heterosexual preferences, and with similar minds. They will never take an agressive person as their bonded, nor will they take one with a lack of intelligence. They seek those who value life and who are pensive, deep thinkers who will help offer the most options in dire situations, as well as remain calm in tims of stress. Queens clutch 15-20 during an interval, and a max of 40 in a Pass.
Frost :: Frosts are the guardians of the Weyr, and take that title very seriously. These dragons are the largest in the Weyr with no exception. Their size falls to that of a small to large Gold, a very rare few managing slightly bigger. A Frost would be unable to grow much beyond these constraints or it would be unable to move about the Weyr, or for that matter even reside in it. From the tip of their muzzles to the end of their tails, Frosts are designed for defense. A thick hide is thicker yet in these beasts, giving them a sort of shield against damage as well as the cold suffered from guarding the entrances. A base color of white, their markings vary from one dragon to the next. At the spine they are marked with a dark blue streak that runs from the base of their neck to the tip of their tail, in various locations the blue bleeds down the sides. Along their spines are also small spikes that are pale in appearance. A large horn of sorts extends from the skull, the front of it serated and wickedly sharp. One of their most notable features though are their wings, or rather lack there of. What a Frost possesses is a residual bit of wing, a few bones and skin stretched between but nothing more. They cannot fly, or for that matter even glide. Another physical feature which draws the eye is the fur which covers their underside and their legs. Their paws as well tend to be an oddity, for they are not structured like a normal dragon's but instead made for life on land, and for scaling the side of an icy cliff.
Contrary to thought these dragons can still Between if they so desire, however to do so is fairly dangerous. They must leap from a height and Between as they fall, calculating carefully so they can appear at their destination close enough to the ground to land, but high enough that they are in no danger of being stuck in the ground. In general it is not an often practiced thing for a Frost, and they tend to be homebodies. Calm and patient creatures, they have been likened in personality to a loving big brother. In the hours spent guarding and hiding the Weyr's entrances these dragons spend much time thinking, and while they may not be the brightest in the Weyr it gives them a passtime. Frosts can be highly protective of things they have grown attached to. Where mating is concerned males tend to be attracted to a single female and chase her for life. They do not always catch the female, in fact in some cases it is impossible for the Frost has chosen a female other than another Frost, but this will not deter them. Loyal to the very end there is not a bone in their body capable of betrayal or acts of trickery.
Unlike a normal dragon Frosts can not fly when they Rise. Instead, a female will leave the Weyr and take her persuers on a run. It can be a highly dangerous thing, for these runs take place on icy terrain where there are hidden dangers everywhere, and an older female may make a point of pushing her persuers to their limits before settling for any one of them. Generally these runs consist only of Frosts, though a Toxin may join and fly low amid the rest of the runners.
Frosts hatch male and female, and will Impress to either gender, generally taking those of the same gender with heterosexual preferences though some with Impress to bisexual candidates of the same gender.
Glacier :: Glacier's are the mid-sized dragons of the Weyr, and the most well-rounded in their uses. Where the rest of the mutations are designed for specified tasks these dragons are able to develope differently, and are often seen filling in where needed. They are not as smart as a Toxin, nor as large as a Frost, however their determination to do what needs to be done makes up for those faults. Roughly Brown-sized, their rough hides are almost entirely white. Oddly enough, their wings are generally a deep red to burgandy, and on a rare occasion black. Admittedly their wings are oddly shaped, not growing out of their shoulders but from their front limbs. The outer bone of the wing is an extension of the ankle bone, extending from the back of the leg near the paw and stretching up. The wing membrane stretches from this bone to the dragon's side, just a hair past the leg. When folded up the wing is almost invisible, save for the three bones of the wing which remain standing upright and along the leg. Due to the build of the wing these dragons are able to fly at a younger age, the muscles of the leg being the same used for flight, and being used from the moment the hatch. Generally, an active Glacier can fly between one and two months of age, though not far or high. Their undersides are toned the same as their wings, being either red, burgandy, or black, generally starting mid-stomach on the dragon and ending near the tip of the tail.
The personality of a Glacier varies on it's rider. These highly adaptable dragons see to change constantly, and have been Impressed to candidates of all walks. A Glacier can be gentle and nurturing, or remarkably agressive, just shy of violent. They have impressively long life-spans, and it seems that their rider's aging will slow in order to remain able and at the side of their bonded. How or why this happened no one is sure, but to date Iocynuth, the first Glacier to Hatch, remains living and in good health along with her rider at the age of seventy-nine. Glaciers enjoy working, and when bored will go out of their way to find something to do. To try and keep this color contained and isolated is a poor choice, for it brings out a nasty side in them. In a sense, Glaciers are both the past and the future of the Weyr, their adaptability a key point in them, for even in the canon colors none were able to span as wide a range of tasks and abilities, and few mutations could compare. It is rumoured that a Glacier could clutch if she was kept from firestone, and a reasonably sized one at that, though there are doubts of their ability to clutch a Toxin.
Glaciers will Impress to those of interest, with a heart for work or adventure. Gender and sexual preferences play little part in their choice of bonded, and if they Impress to someone seemingly ill-suited they change their own personalities to better fit.
Forest ::Forests are small dragons, roughly Green sized with a sturdier build than their distant cousins. At the spine their coloring is dark green, fading to a softer shade and at their underside a sandy brown color. Small spots of a vibrant orange to red are scattered down their backs and tail, some having a few spots on their wing bone as well. Their legs are banded with varied stripes of dark and medium green, an interesting look for the small dragons, but more notable are the spikes which are almost common to the Weyr's mutations.From the tip of their nose to the end of their tail are short spikes, branching into two rows on the back and in a single line over the head and tail. The spikes at the end of the tail are slightly longer, more obvious a form of weaponry than the shorter ones.
This is perhaps the only truly agressive color in the Weyr. Forests can be snappish and irate, prone to lashing out randomly. They have a short fuse, and despite their small stature they can pose a problem when angered. Highly protective of their Weyr, if an intruder is spotted by one of these dragons they take action immediately and try to drive away the outsider. Forests must be isolated in a far part of the Weyr during meetings, when those from the other Weyrs are present for the safety of both the guests to Zhivhiri and for the Weyr itself. Because of this isolation, many who are not from the Weyr do not know much about Forests or their riders. Unlike many dragons, a Forest is content to spend it's life in the company of none but it's bonded. Socialization is often forced for these small dragons, and if one goes through Weyrlinghood without being properly socialized it's likely to be uncivilized and feral. Forests are highly in tune with their instincts, and rarely take a moment to think about things when their gut says to act. Many who know these dragons well will laughingly say they act as if they have to prove themselves, and in a sense they often feel they do. They are the offense of the Weyr, the ones who will take action to protect it, and yet they are the second smallest dragons present. They act much larger than they are to hide their small stature.
When it comes to Impression, these dragons will do one of two things. The first is to Impress to someone who will balance them and help keep them stable. This is the option the Weyr prefers, as it means the Forest will be an overall better dragon. The second option is the Forest will find the candidate most like them and Impress. Forests bonded to similar candidates are often much less social and more feral, almost impossible to control and at times they can be something of a hazard to be around.
Tundra :: The smallest dragon in the Weyr, they are not much larger than the fabled White Ruth. At Hatching Tundras are often unable to break through their shells, and require aide from an outside source. Oddly enough they do not always Impress to the candidate who frees them. They grow quickly though to make up for this, and by the end of their first turn they are generally done growing, though they take another turn to reach sexual maturity. The oddest thing about these small dragons is perhaps the lack of front legs. Tundras walk and balance on only two legs, using their wings for stability as they move. Their coloring is an interesting fading from dark brown or taupe to white, starting darkest at the head and lightest at the end of the tail. Their underside, however, remains mostly black or charcoal. Some find Tundras a bit intimidating to look at, however this is dispelled quickly when on realizes they wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone.
These tiny dragons are likened to the little engine that could. Their determination, once they've set their mind to something, is unstopable. If a Tundra thinks it can do something, it can do it. Stubborn as mules and remarkably empathic they are natural Searchdragons, surpassing even the Blues who once held the title to their name. A Tundra can pick out potential candidates that would be overlooked by most, and once a Tundra has Searched someone it is impossible to deter the dragon, the person they've Searched will be taken by force if need be. Tundra's can be exciteable and a little too enthusiastic about some things, the strange looking dragons putting their all into anything and everything they do. Never will a Tundra put anything less than one-hundred-and-forty percent into something, even when ill or injured these little dragons are a force to be reconed with. Sweet-natured in general, they often don't realize that their stubborness and determination can cause others hurt. If they did the tiny dragons would surely spend their lives repenting for it.
They Impress either gender, generally to those of bisexual or homosexual preferences and with stable personalities. Often they seek out candidates who will be able to keep them from overworking themselves unknowingly, for without a bonded that can hold them back a Tundra would likely overexert itself in extremes.
A strange occurance happened in the mutation of the Zhivhiri dragons. All the mutations can come in either gender, and as such will bond to any gender. In general though, the Toxins, Frosts, and Glaciers will Impress only to heterosexual candidates of their own gender. Another oddity of the mutants is their hides. Their hides are thicker than the average dragon, made to fight the cold off and protect the beasts. Several breeds also have fur in some places, such as the paws of the Frosts. Another form of protection from the cold. This acts against them as well though, for it prevents these dragons from transfering out of the Weyr. In warmer temperatures these dragons will die within a month, their bodies unable to withstand the heat and their thick hides making them hotter still.
Toxin :: One of the more intimidating colors of the Weyr, though not the largest by any means. Their most notable feature is a toss-up. It could be either the four horns curving slightly back from it's skull, or the splashes of a bright, almost radioactive looking yellow-green. They fall into the size range between a medium Bronze and a large Brown, making them the second largest dragons in the Weyr. Slender dragons that do not look all too powerful in build, they are made for long Flight above all else, with overly developed wing muscles and long, narrow wings. Their limbs are also long, supporting their thin bodies. offering a graceful touch to their dark beauty. And indeed they are beautiful to behold, even if they are fearsome. Short spikes run the length of their spines, and their tail is barbed, and the source of their name is found here. In the barbs is a toxin which paralyzes the body. The effects are not enough to kill at any time, but they will leave the victim immobilized for several hours. This is purely defensive, for these dragons are not agressive. Their coloring is attractive, though without the radioactive looking accents of color they would be almost bland. They are darkest at the peak of their spine, the color fading steadily as it moves to their paws and in some the lightest points can even be white, though most are a grayish hue.
For all their tough appearance these dragons are calm and collected. Ranked as Kings and Queens in the Weyr, and the only females that actively clutch. They are the thinkers of the Weyr, and never take action until all possibilities have been carefully looked at and the best one chosen. This makes major changes hard for them, and it can take a very long time for anything major to finally fall into action. Intelligent and reliable, it is no wonder these creatures are looked up to by all who know them. One of the gentlest creatures you could hope to meet, they hate violence with a passion. If they are forced into a situation where violence seems the best action, or worse the only action, they would rather do nothing at all. The males are protective of their mates, and while they do not hover around and fret, they will fiercely defend their mate in the event that harm is likely. It is perhaps one of the very rare times a Toxin will show agression. The other is in the females. Toxin Queens are devoted clutchmothers, and when they have a clutch on the sands they will not move away for even a moment, doting and lavishing care on the eggs. If anyone they do not know enters the sands before the Hatching they will attack without a second thought. For this reason, female Toxins are introduced to everyone in the Weyr as hatchlings, and anyone new to the Weyr is presented to them before anything else is done.
Toxins Impress to candidates of the same gender with heterosexual preferences, and with similar minds. They will never take an agressive person as their bonded, nor will they take one with a lack of intelligence. They seek those who value life and who are pensive, deep thinkers who will help offer the most options in dire situations, as well as remain calm in tims of stress. Queens clutch 15-20 during an interval, and a max of 40 in a Pass.
Frost :: Frosts are the guardians of the Weyr, and take that title very seriously. These dragons are the largest in the Weyr with no exception. Their size falls to that of a small to large Gold, a very rare few managing slightly bigger. A Frost would be unable to grow much beyond these constraints or it would be unable to move about the Weyr, or for that matter even reside in it. From the tip of their muzzles to the end of their tails, Frosts are designed for defense. A thick hide is thicker yet in these beasts, giving them a sort of shield against damage as well as the cold suffered from guarding the entrances. A base color of white, their markings vary from one dragon to the next. At the spine they are marked with a dark blue streak that runs from the base of their neck to the tip of their tail, in various locations the blue bleeds down the sides. Along their spines are also small spikes that are pale in appearance. A large horn of sorts extends from the skull, the front of it serated and wickedly sharp. One of their most notable features though are their wings, or rather lack there of. What a Frost possesses is a residual bit of wing, a few bones and skin stretched between but nothing more. They cannot fly, or for that matter even glide. Another physical feature which draws the eye is the fur which covers their underside and their legs. Their paws as well tend to be an oddity, for they are not structured like a normal dragon's but instead made for life on land, and for scaling the side of an icy cliff.
Contrary to thought these dragons can still Between if they so desire, however to do so is fairly dangerous. They must leap from a height and Between as they fall, calculating carefully so they can appear at their destination close enough to the ground to land, but high enough that they are in no danger of being stuck in the ground. In general it is not an often practiced thing for a Frost, and they tend to be homebodies. Calm and patient creatures, they have been likened in personality to a loving big brother. In the hours spent guarding and hiding the Weyr's entrances these dragons spend much time thinking, and while they may not be the brightest in the Weyr it gives them a passtime. Frosts can be highly protective of things they have grown attached to. Where mating is concerned males tend to be attracted to a single female and chase her for life. They do not always catch the female, in fact in some cases it is impossible for the Frost has chosen a female other than another Frost, but this will not deter them. Loyal to the very end there is not a bone in their body capable of betrayal or acts of trickery.
Unlike a normal dragon Frosts can not fly when they Rise. Instead, a female will leave the Weyr and take her persuers on a run. It can be a highly dangerous thing, for these runs take place on icy terrain where there are hidden dangers everywhere, and an older female may make a point of pushing her persuers to their limits before settling for any one of them. Generally these runs consist only of Frosts, though a Toxin may join and fly low amid the rest of the runners.
Frosts hatch male and female, and will Impress to either gender, generally taking those of the same gender with heterosexual preferences though some with Impress to bisexual candidates of the same gender.
Glacier :: Glacier's are the mid-sized dragons of the Weyr, and the most well-rounded in their uses. Where the rest of the mutations are designed for specified tasks these dragons are able to develope differently, and are often seen filling in where needed. They are not as smart as a Toxin, nor as large as a Frost, however their determination to do what needs to be done makes up for those faults. Roughly Brown-sized, their rough hides are almost entirely white. Oddly enough, their wings are generally a deep red to burgandy, and on a rare occasion black. Admittedly their wings are oddly shaped, not growing out of their shoulders but from their front limbs. The outer bone of the wing is an extension of the ankle bone, extending from the back of the leg near the paw and stretching up. The wing membrane stretches from this bone to the dragon's side, just a hair past the leg. When folded up the wing is almost invisible, save for the three bones of the wing which remain standing upright and along the leg. Due to the build of the wing these dragons are able to fly at a younger age, the muscles of the leg being the same used for flight, and being used from the moment the hatch. Generally, an active Glacier can fly between one and two months of age, though not far or high. Their undersides are toned the same as their wings, being either red, burgandy, or black, generally starting mid-stomach on the dragon and ending near the tip of the tail.
The personality of a Glacier varies on it's rider. These highly adaptable dragons see to change constantly, and have been Impressed to candidates of all walks. A Glacier can be gentle and nurturing, or remarkably agressive, just shy of violent. They have impressively long life-spans, and it seems that their rider's aging will slow in order to remain able and at the side of their bonded. How or why this happened no one is sure, but to date Iocynuth, the first Glacier to Hatch, remains living and in good health along with her rider at the age of seventy-nine. Glaciers enjoy working, and when bored will go out of their way to find something to do. To try and keep this color contained and isolated is a poor choice, for it brings out a nasty side in them. In a sense, Glaciers are both the past and the future of the Weyr, their adaptability a key point in them, for even in the canon colors none were able to span as wide a range of tasks and abilities, and few mutations could compare. It is rumoured that a Glacier could clutch if she was kept from firestone, and a reasonably sized one at that, though there are doubts of their ability to clutch a Toxin.
Glaciers will Impress to those of interest, with a heart for work or adventure. Gender and sexual preferences play little part in their choice of bonded, and if they Impress to someone seemingly ill-suited they change their own personalities to better fit.
Forest ::Forests are small dragons, roughly Green sized with a sturdier build than their distant cousins. At the spine their coloring is dark green, fading to a softer shade and at their underside a sandy brown color. Small spots of a vibrant orange to red are scattered down their backs and tail, some having a few spots on their wing bone as well. Their legs are banded with varied stripes of dark and medium green, an interesting look for the small dragons, but more notable are the spikes which are almost common to the Weyr's mutations.From the tip of their nose to the end of their tail are short spikes, branching into two rows on the back and in a single line over the head and tail. The spikes at the end of the tail are slightly longer, more obvious a form of weaponry than the shorter ones.
This is perhaps the only truly agressive color in the Weyr. Forests can be snappish and irate, prone to lashing out randomly. They have a short fuse, and despite their small stature they can pose a problem when angered. Highly protective of their Weyr, if an intruder is spotted by one of these dragons they take action immediately and try to drive away the outsider. Forests must be isolated in a far part of the Weyr during meetings, when those from the other Weyrs are present for the safety of both the guests to Zhivhiri and for the Weyr itself. Because of this isolation, many who are not from the Weyr do not know much about Forests or their riders. Unlike many dragons, a Forest is content to spend it's life in the company of none but it's bonded. Socialization is often forced for these small dragons, and if one goes through Weyrlinghood without being properly socialized it's likely to be uncivilized and feral. Forests are highly in tune with their instincts, and rarely take a moment to think about things when their gut says to act. Many who know these dragons well will laughingly say they act as if they have to prove themselves, and in a sense they often feel they do. They are the offense of the Weyr, the ones who will take action to protect it, and yet they are the second smallest dragons present. They act much larger than they are to hide their small stature.
When it comes to Impression, these dragons will do one of two things. The first is to Impress to someone who will balance them and help keep them stable. This is the option the Weyr prefers, as it means the Forest will be an overall better dragon. The second option is the Forest will find the candidate most like them and Impress. Forests bonded to similar candidates are often much less social and more feral, almost impossible to control and at times they can be something of a hazard to be around.
Tundra :: The smallest dragon in the Weyr, they are not much larger than the fabled White Ruth. At Hatching Tundras are often unable to break through their shells, and require aide from an outside source. Oddly enough they do not always Impress to the candidate who frees them. They grow quickly though to make up for this, and by the end of their first turn they are generally done growing, though they take another turn to reach sexual maturity. The oddest thing about these small dragons is perhaps the lack of front legs. Tundras walk and balance on only two legs, using their wings for stability as they move. Their coloring is an interesting fading from dark brown or taupe to white, starting darkest at the head and lightest at the end of the tail. Their underside, however, remains mostly black or charcoal. Some find Tundras a bit intimidating to look at, however this is dispelled quickly when on realizes they wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone.
These tiny dragons are likened to the little engine that could. Their determination, once they've set their mind to something, is unstopable. If a Tundra thinks it can do something, it can do it. Stubborn as mules and remarkably empathic they are natural Searchdragons, surpassing even the Blues who once held the title to their name. A Tundra can pick out potential candidates that would be overlooked by most, and once a Tundra has Searched someone it is impossible to deter the dragon, the person they've Searched will be taken by force if need be. Tundra's can be exciteable and a little too enthusiastic about some things, the strange looking dragons putting their all into anything and everything they do. Never will a Tundra put anything less than one-hundred-and-forty percent into something, even when ill or injured these little dragons are a force to be reconed with. Sweet-natured in general, they often don't realize that their stubborness and determination can cause others hurt. If they did the tiny dragons would surely spend their lives repenting for it.
They Impress either gender, generally to those of bisexual or homosexual preferences and with stable personalities. Often they seek out candidates who will be able to keep them from overworking themselves unknowingly, for without a bonded that can hold them back a Tundra would likely overexert itself in extremes.