Dauntless
Strength Blue Dragonet
Darkness claims this dragon's powered physique, light unwelcome in his
velvety hide but curiosity stamped in wide-set eyes; indigo ravages that
hawked muzzle and emaciated skull -- black-blue and blue-black -- before
it mutes those sensitive 'knobs and trails brakishly down a compacted
neck. The shade descends into a swarthy finish upon his haunches and along
his tail as midnight is finally confined to a solid reality; his wings,
however, are delineated in a lighter plum, outlined in inky 'bones that
match the taut flesh of his belly.
Unfathomable
Depths of Pisces Egg
Blood-flecked verdant fronds of kelp dance across the aquamarine depths of
the shell's frigid void, concealing with inky shadow all that should be
plain. Hints of silvery fins gleam out at unexpected moments, two fish
weave an exotic dance of lilac and mint, darkness and light, over and
under, around and through. Static but alive, darting, swimming, they weave
the tapestry of Life itself.
Hatching Message: Scribbles and sophisticated war,
neither becoming the victor as the Capricious Breeze of Gemini Egg finally
delves into a more predicable pattern as cracks appear within that
whimsical shell. Back and forth the egg bobbles, never ceasing until the
top of the egg simply pops off; a dragonet's nose peeks out, tilting the
egg forward, cracking the created work into several pieces as it frees
itself from artistic prison.
Oimpression Message: As orange catches a whirling eye,
Dauntless Strength Blue Dragonet catches his stride. She was right here.
Right here before him. Gallop skids to a halt right before Arial, a soft
croon emitted.
Impression Message: The world rushes away, far behind as
a rush of... power assaults your mind. An maelstrom of emotions rampage
through, twisting and weaving yet always restrained as it touches, only
leaving the scent of fellis in its wake. The presence touches again, this
time tackling your mind to the ground in a moment of passion! <<How
could you forget me, Arial? >> At the pause, that heady scent
touches again as he proclaims:
>>
My name is Zyelth! <<
NAME'S ORIGIN:
Zyelth is an original creation by Karise and Sabria, as the former wanted
a Z-name that was unique and sounded cool, while the latter helped make it
work. But Zyelth (pronounced Ziyth with a long i) got more than that, not
only did he get a unique name, but it ties in very well, with his
personality.
PHYSICAL FEATURES:
Zyelth is a /big/ blue. In fact, he's going to be a bit out of place with
his blue brethren at first, because even at an early age he's rivaling his
brown brothers in size and strength. Which he will have loads of, by the
way. Strength. Bushels yet. It shows in those itself quite readily in his
compact frame; his muscles bugle and ripple under his satiny hide, always
present, just under the surface. However, the only thing out of proportion
on him, if you can all it that, is his stout neck. Think mastiff: thick,
muscled, and /strong/. It almost seems out of place, if one is looking at
his neck alone, instead of the whole picture. Otherwise, he looks like the
linebacker type dragon he's suppose to be. Hide wise, he's a darkling,
though not in the menacing sort of way. Light doesn't reflect off his
indigo hide, instead it is absorbed, taken in and reserved for another
day, the hue having a more velvety appearance that shine. And it's a color
that never wavers, except in two places. Like the tabby cat, Zyelth's
belly is a softer undertone, deep blackish-blue leaning away to become a
slightly lighter plum. His wings are also decorated in the tone, outlined
by brakish-inklike wingbones, the effect quite startling when he spreads
his wings to their fullest extent. Otherwise, as he grows, this general
proportions will not change. He will always be a big boy. At first, you'll
have to let him know that it's natural to be bigger, and soon... he'll
believe it. But more in a sense of <<Well, if I am suppose to be
big, then I am.>> Total confidence will emerge as he gets older,
therefore bigger, knocking out the small insecurities he will have. Also,
you'll have to pay special attention to the skin where his talons grown
out, wing and feet, as they get especially itchy, flaking often and in
need of your handfuls of oil.
PERSONALITY:
Strength. That's what he's made of. But, put that with the nature of the
new Superman played by Dean Cain, he's got other things that are better. A
quirky nature is the perfect foil for his super strength, as Dean Cain
gives his Superman a life filled with wry jokes and good humor. That's
Zyelth. He's strong, he knows he strong, you know he's strong... but, it
is all held back by an almost adult restraint when he's young, a definite
sense of humor when he's older. Add along his fascination for
trundlebugs.. <<They.... they are the ones that pollinate Pern? I
/must/ see this!>>... he's going to be quite the undertaking,
mentally was well as physically. But that strength is ever present. Ever
need a hand pushing a boulder? Or when he's simply protecting you? Look
out. Is blue isn't only big in size, he's big in presence, almost making
himself seeming larger than life... that is, when he doesn't have his
attention diverted by those lil trundlebugs. Though it's not going to be
trials and tribulations every time he speaks. Instead, he's going to be
quite the laugh track, whether by stating the obvious (he's good at that),
or by cracking a joke just at the wrong moment. Like when you're being
chewed out by a elder. Otherwise, he's quite complacent on the ground. In
the air, however.... that's where he lives. He /loves/ to fly. Zip, Zing,
Zyelth! High he goes, despite being told he shouldn't take that
thermal.... he does anyway, and excels. It's the strength, you see. Though
far from being the daredevil, instead, he knows what he can do.... and
what he can't. If he takes that dangerous thermal, he knows he can tame
it. But this one is no fool. If he knows something will hurt him, he just
won't do it. No questions asked. In flights he's the mellow chaser,
hanging in the back.... the dark horse, so to speak. He won't zoom after
those greens until he starts to see them sputter. That's when he kicks in
that extra strength he's been saving. Always tempered... even during
mating flights. He's not the hoverer; after the mating flight is over,
he's right back to you, win or loss. If it's a win... he simply won.
Despite mating flight lust, greens are just another color of dragon to
him. You, however, are much more interesting, and it shows that as soon as
it is over, he's by you, wondering when you both can go home.
'VOICES': As dark as his body, Zyelth's voice immediately
reminds you of a husky baritone, reminiscent of a well tuned bass drum.
Well, drums, as the pitch will change according to his mood. The more
upset he gets, the higher the pitch climbs. Usually on the lower range, it
can hit tenor proportions when he's upset. And you'll hear it when he is.
You /and/ the rest of the weyr. Luckily, he's quite the even-tempered
dragon. Along with his voice roams the smell of violets, scent forbidding
and always settled within the back of your mind. It lingers, faintly, even
when he's asleep, though the smell amazingly fades when he's angry.
CLUTCH THEME: The clutch theme is based on the twelve
signs of the Zodiac, while the dragonets are based on the Higher Arcana of
the Dragon Tarot Deck.
CREDITS:
Egg: Rowena, Elisandra-tweak
Dragonet: Karise, Kalanthe-tweak
Dragon Name: Karise, Sabria
Inspiration: Karise
Puppeted by: Karise
Hatching was on November 8, 1997
