Post by Akira on Mar 6, 2013 21:16:09 GMT -5
Motoki
Miranda Cosgrove
Name:
Motoki {Mo/Moto/Toki/Ki}
Pronunciation:
Mo - toe - key
Age:
16 Turns
Season Born In:
Spring
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Appearance:
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Light Brown
Hight: 5'6"
Weight: 120lbs. {Small Build}
Eyes: Light Brown
Hight: 5'6"
Weight: 120lbs. {Small Build}
Motoki is five feet and six inches tall, which is taller than most of her family, and weighs one-hundred and twenty pounds with a small build. But despite her skinny appearance she is surprisingly strong, all thanks to having so many older brothers. She has long, soft, dark brown hair and light brown eyes. She likes to keep her hair tied up in a sort of messy looking bun, but will once in a while let it hang down around her shoulders. She doesn’t really care about what color her clothes are, unlike a lot of girls she knows, but her favorite pair of dress clothes consists of an orange dress shirt, a long skirt, and a pair of really nice dress shoes. In total, she has two pairs of dress clothes, and about six pairs of normal work clothes; Most of these being handy-me downs from her brothers.
Personality:
Motoki is a very strong willed, dedicated, driven, and stubborn teen, having five older brothers and two younger sisters have only helped with all of this. She doesn’t like to lose, but she is far from a sore loser, after all, when one has that many siblings you learn that you won’t always win. She was always the nicest of the older six siblings, and has always had a better relationship with her younger sisters for it. She’s pretty good at knowing when to stand her ground, and when to back down, but with most stubborn people, there are times when all rationality goes out the window.
Motoki is a very loyal person, and would do just about everything for her friends. Especially since her friends are like her other family. One of her top three favorite hobbies is to hang out with her friends and have a good time. The second is to read, which she does whenever she isn’t with her friends, taking care of her firelizards, or participating in her third favorite activity, which is a combination of drawing and painting. Now she doesn’t really like to let others know just how skilled she is at drawing things, especially her brothers. Since just about all of her brothers, and father have some sort of skill level in wood crafting.
Family:
Molanya - Mother - 48 Turns - Journeywoman Weaver
Tokwi - Father - 48 Turns - Journeyman Wood Crafter
Molwi - Brother - 24 Turns - Journeyman Wood Crafter
Tonwi - Brother - 24 Turns - Journeyman Wood Crafter
Mokan - Brother - 20 Turns - Journeyman Wood Crafter
Mokwi - Brother - 18 Turns - Journeyman Wood Crafter
Tokaya - Brother - 17 Turns - Apprentice Wood Crafter
Tanwi - Sister - 13 Turns - Apprentice Weaver
Tawiya - Sister - 8 Turns - Apprentice Weaver
R'vin - Second Cousin - 25 Turns - Blue Rider - Rindell Weyrhold
Location:
Outside Apolla - Trelis
Rank:
Green Rider Weyrling
Wing:
Weyrling Wing
History:
Motoki’s mother was born, raised, and trained in Apolla Hold. Whereas her father was born, raised, and trained in Sollace Hold. Had it not been for a spring gather at Trelis Weyr, the two of them would probably never have met, but if that had happened, we wouldn’t have a story would we? Molanya and Tokwi both grew up being the youngest children of each of their families. Molanya had three older sisters, and one older brother, whereas Tokwi only had three older brothers. They both received formal training in the craft halls in each of their Holds, Molanya in the Weaver craft, and Tokwi in the Wood craft. Twenty-four turns ago Molanya was spending her Journeywoman time at Trelis Weyr, and Tokwi was in Trelis for the gather that was going on in an attempt to sell some of his wooden wares.
Molanya was wandering through the gather stalls looking for anything that might be helpful for her craft or something that might pique her interest when she came upon Tokwi’s stall. He was selling one particularly interesting wooden carving of a flying dragon that she thought she might like to incorporate into her embroidery somehow. They haggled for a good hour before finally settling on a deal. She would grant Tokwi a single dance in exchange for the carving for free. The two of them met later, after the sun went down and the feast had been finished, in the dancing tent. Tokwi was immediately infatuated with Molanya, but she wouldn’t be so interested in him for another half a turn of his constant advances. But after that half a turn, the two of them married and settled down in Tokwi’s home outside of Apolla hold. Soon after they were settled they had their first two children, twin boys Molwi and Tonwi.
Molanya and Tokwi had three more boys, Mokan, Tokaya, and Mokwi, before giving birth to their first daughter. Motoki is eight turns younger than her oldest brothers who, even though they loved her, picked on her an awful, awful, lot. They always told her it was to toughen her up, and toughen her up it did. She was three when her sister, Tanwi, was born, and it was only five more turns before her youngest sister was born. Now Tanwiya is eight, and Tanwi is thirteen, and the two of them are about to lose their only ally in the constant sibling war with their brothers because Motoki is about to leave everything she has ever known behind in order to start a new life for herself in Trelis Weyr as a dragon candidate.
Lark Posted:
Alright then, those two were dealt with. The Flower dragonet eyed The Queen as she slunk in and out of shadows on the other end, eyes glowing a bright red in the darkness before they calmed to more neutral colors. Good, The Flower thought, she was behaving herself. That's all the obsidian was asking for. Turning to The Warrior, the sub-queen barked a playful note at the green who wagged her tail before faking a dodge to the side.
To some they may still be holding their breath, and this may look like fighting. However, soon enough it was clear it was all for play. Around and around they went like two canine pups at having fun, playing with one another as they danced across the sands. This way, no, no not near The Queen little flower, come back over here. The Flower was doing more than just bonding with her fellow hatchling though, the obsidian was smart and she was playing her right toward the candidates.
One near-hit, for none of the playful cuffs and whacks actually touched on the obsidian's part though they did at times on the green's, the pale Warrior lost her footing and toppled down. For a moment after, The Flower jerked as if she was going to make to save her, but crooned instead when she noticed the little green's eyes were changing color to rainbows. She had fallen at her rider's feet, and the green was wagging her tail still splayed out on her back as she opened her jaws into a draconic grin.
Oh! Hello there MotokiMine. I was just playing with my sister and I found you, that was sototallyawesome! Swift as a gust of wind, quiet as a shadow, that's how I've been since the start of this fight.
Looking back over at her obsidian sister as she righted herself, the green shook out her wings and turned back to her rider.
There is something you should understand though Mine, I am not a lady, or a Queen. I am Ayrayeth…anything else, that’s just not me.
I Posted:
Motoki couldn’t believe her eyes at what she had seen. Malta had impressed the bronze that had hatch! Mo was very excited for her friend and applauded her impression. Once things were all said and done she would have to find her and congratulate her, it didn’t matter whether or not she impressed, she would congratulate her friend. Then she heard one of the hatchlings bark playfully and she wondered what was going on. So Mo turned her attention back to the Hatching and smiled happily as she saw the Flower and the Warrior start playing with each other.
Motoki giggled softly as she watched the two play-fighting dragonets, they just looked so cute playing together like that. In Mo’s opinion, whoever impressed either of those two would be very lucky. She gasped in surprise when she saw the Warrior loose her footing and fall down right in front of her, she took a couple hobbled steps backwards, just to make sure that the Warrior wouldn’t knock her over again, Mo didn’t think she would be able to get herself back up if she fell down again, at least till her leg stopped hurting as much as it did.
Oh! Hello there MotokiMine. I was just playing with my sister and I found you, that was sototallyawesome! Swift as a gust of wind, quiet as a shadow, that's how I've been since the start of this fight. Looking back over at her obsidian sister as she righted herself, the green shook out her wings and turned back to her rider. There is something you should understand though Mine, I am not a lady, or a Queen. I am Ayrayeth…anything else, that’s just not Me. Ayrayeth nodded her head seriously as she spoke to her rider.
Motoki couldn’t believe it, she had seen the green hatchlings eyes turn the rainbow shades of green, but she just didn’t believe that it had been with her, well, until Ayrayeth spoke to her that is. You definitely found me alright! She was a little breathless as she spoke to her dragon…Her dragon. Yes, I am yours TokiMine. But I think we should get that leg looked at, then get some food. Then do you think my sister will play with me when she finds Her's? Ayrayeth was concerned yet excited all at the same time as she spoke about getting her rider looked at, and then the possibility of playing with her sister again.
Sounds like a plan to me Ayr, but I think we will have to ask Malta and your brother first. Motoki smiled happily as she hobbled off the hot Hatching Sands with her little green at her side. Hey Malta! Mo smile happily and waved to her friend as she hobbled towards her from the sands. That’s when she saw the blue that had injured her leg, and suddenly she wasn’t so happy anymore. Ayrayeth felt the sudden shift in her rider’s mood, and decided to keep a wary eye on her bigger blue brother. Oh would he get an earful when the two of them got over there, of that Ayrayeth was sure.
Craft:
Weaver {Mother Taught}/Harper {Self Taught}
Ranking:
Apprentice {No Official Training}
Strengths:
Sketching, simple embroidery, painting, making shirts and pants, and some tailoring.
Weaknesses:
Anything not listed. {Too Much To List}
Korigain
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Name:
Korigain
Pronunciation:
core - again
Age:
4 Turns
Type:
Firelizard
Rank:
Brown
Size:
30in.
Color Codes:
Main: DEB887 - Burly Wood
Belly: 8B4513 - Saddle Brown
Boots: D2691E - Chocolate
Wings: A0522D - Sienna
Muzzle: CD853F - Peru
Tail Stripes: F4A460 - Sandy Brown
Appearance:
Korigain is a handsome burly wood brown that fades to a nice saddle brown on his belly, and his wings are a lovely shade of sienna. He has markings on his paws that kinda look like boots, but are a chocolate brown. So it kind of looks as though he stepped into some chocolate which hardened to the shape of his paws. His muzzle looks as though someone stuck his muzzle into a bucket of Peru colored paint and never cleaned the paint off. He has stripes all along his tail that are a sandy brown that contrasts lovely with his burly wood colored body. Korigain is about as large as a brown firelizard can be at thirty inches from the tip of his muzzle to the tip of his striped tail.
Personality:
Korgain is a rather compassionate brown who does his best to protect those that are weaker than he is. He isn’t a very vocal firelizard, but will make as much noise as needed to get his point across. He is confident in his abilities to judge others fairly, and not without adequate evidence. He feels like he is a natural leader, and to Lunete, he is. Korgain is a quick learner who adapts rather well to most situations, and rarely finds himself at a loss.
Lunete
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Name:
Lunete
Pronunciation:
Loon - ete
Age:
3 Turns
Type:
Firelizard
Rank:
Green
Size:
20in.
Color Codes:
Main: 00FF7F - Spring Green
Belly: 556B2F - Dark Olive Green
Wings: 2E8B57 - Sea Green
Tiger Stripes: 32CD32 - Lime Green
Wing Markings: 7FFF00 - Chartreuse
Appearance:
Lunete is a bright spring green in color that fades to a dark olive green on her belly. Her wings are a deep sea green in color with chartreuse colored swirls on her wing membranes. She has lime green colored tiger stripes that start at her muzzle and don’t stop till they reach the tip of her spring green colored tail. Just like Motoki’s other firelizard, Korigain, she is about as large as a firelizard of her rank can get. Even though she is rather large, she has a very feminine appearance about her, making her look almost delicate. But despite her delicate appearance, she has very strong muscles, especially in her legs, wings, and jaws. So watch where you put your fingers.
Personality:
Lunete is a very loving firelizard, and loves to make Motoki happy, but she does have a pretty bad curious streak, which usually means she sticks her nose into places it shouldn’t be and has to have Korigain get her out of trouble. She likes to have a good time, but does her best not to get Motoki into trouble, though she isn’t always successful. She doesn’t like it when people try to touch her wings, which is what usually gets her into trouble in the first place, because she usually tries to bite if someone tries to innocently inspect the swirls on her wings. Motoki has been working on her with that, and Lunete has come a long way since she was just a little hatchling that would try and kill anything and everything that came anywhere near her wings.
Ayrayeth
Name:
Ayrayeth
Pronunciation:
Based On:
Arya Stark
Age:
Hatchling
Rank:
Green
Size:
18ft.
Color Codes:
E0F9E8, A1B2A7, 063614, 43BA67
Appearance:
1 Paragraph at Least
Personality:
Little Ayrayeth is as wild and free and untamable as a stray canine or the wild horses of Terran legend and myth. Nothing can hold her back, and though she may just be a little “flit” of a dragon at times, crushed beneath the larger and more domineering colors, Ayrayeth still has a way of climbing and squeezing past it all. Unlike some of her female clutchmates, Ayrayeth does not know how to use womanly wiles, or how to be lady-like and soft. She is just who she is, and she likes what she likes. The green wants to get messy, have fun, go on adventures, and play with the other dragons. War interests her, as does strategy and training, and she would be a good dragon for a future Weyrlingmaster one day.
She learns things quickly as well, and for those things that she does not pick up as fast, she works at them day in and day out until they are right. She is quite innocent though, and there will always be a part of her that is childish. There will always be a part of her that loves to cause trouble, and oh yes this mischievous green does like her trouble. Be it playing pranks or setting traps for her clutchsiblings and the other dragons and creatures in the Weyr, she enjoys a good laugh…as long as it does not hurt someone else too badly. Those that are truly evil will have her whispering their name along with a prayer for their departure from this world. Those that are good however, they are things to be protected and saved.
Mind-Voice:
I am Not a lady, or a Queen. I am Ayrayeth...anything else, that's just not me.
Ayrayeth’s voice is strong, confident, and feminine, after all, she might be a warrior but she’s still female. Her voice can be light, happy, and friendly one moment, and the next it can be a cold, quiet whisper. It all depends on what’s going on with the little female at the time really. But either way, Ayr’s voice is as unique as her personality and her hide.