((Yo this looks cool! I hope it's okay that I jump in. I can add more characters as needed, but for now I just have this guy. :D))
Role: Dragon
Name: Nym
Gender: Male
Seeder/Carrier/Both (if dragon): Carrier.
Gestation Period (Different for different species): 6 months
Clutches: 0
Currently Pregnant: No.
Description: Nym's particular species is native to the high slopes and snowy outcroppings of mountains and tundras. He isn't the largest of dragons, but is hardy. In his dragon form itself, his scales range in monochrome from a light ivory to a dark slate grey. His ridged back and wings are feathered. His eyes are blue. In his human form he is rather tall, sports long, flowing, raven hair, and fair skin, (Though he seems to tan quite easily.) and chooses to keep his horns visible, which are a slate grey color and are antelope-ish in appearance. Both his parents were captured at young ages, and bred together by demand of both their masters. This means that Nym was bred specifically to be in captivity as a "pet" or a "companion". He is quite young himself, (for a a dragon) and has thus far mostly encouraged to live in his human form most of the time, having been purchased most recently to be the "playmate and guardian" of his master's young son and daughter. This all being said, Nym's two little companions are entering late adolescence now, and seem to be outgrowing him and his company. Thus, his master is looking to get further use from him, and hoping to help boost the dying dragon population by soliciting him as a carrier, which Nym is not particularly keen about at all.
Enclosure(if dragon): Avalon (I guess? Haha)
"C'mon, keep walking."
Nym twisted around to give the man shoving him along a distasteful glance, but didn't say anything. He was currently in his human form, with his hands forced behind his back as he was led to the the 'habitat' that he would be living in... How long he was going to be here, he had no idea. His master hadn't disclosed that. Either way, he was getting tired of being poked and prodded, and forced around. He was already not fond of this place... He wanted to go back home, where it was familiar and cool... This habitat, or whatever it was, seemed to be much warmer than the arid northern air he was used to.
Once they were to the entrance of the enclosure, Nym was ushered inside, and left standing alone after the scientist guiding him had unsnapped the binding on his wrists, backed up, darted out of the habitat, and began to re-lock the gate. "You better behave..." The man eyed Nym warily through the gate. "Nonsense won't be tolerated. None of that snapping or biting like you tried to pull on the way here."
"Don't worry-" Nym tilted his head, and gave an overly exaggerated smile to the scientist as he brought his hands round to the front of him and stretched his fingers out, hoping he sounded as insufferable as possible. "I know quite well why I'm here."
Role: Dragon
Name: Nym
Gender: Male
Seeder/Carrier/Both (if dragon): Carrier.
Gestation Period (Different for different species): 6 months
Clutches: 0
Currently Pregnant: No.
Description: Nym's particular species is native to the high slopes and snowy outcroppings of mountains and tundras. He isn't the largest of dragons, but is hardy. In his dragon form itself, his scales range in monochrome from a light ivory to a dark slate grey. His ridged back and wings are feathered. His eyes are blue. In his human form he is rather tall, sports long, flowing, raven hair, and fair skin, (Though he seems to tan quite easily.) and chooses to keep his horns visible, which are a slate grey color and are antelope-ish in appearance. Both his parents were captured at young ages, and bred together by demand of both their masters. This means that Nym was bred specifically to be in captivity as a "pet" or a "companion". He is quite young himself, (for a a dragon) and has thus far mostly encouraged to live in his human form most of the time, having been purchased most recently to be the "playmate and guardian" of his master's young son and daughter. This all being said, Nym's two little companions are entering late adolescence now, and seem to be outgrowing him and his company. Thus, his master is looking to get further use from him, and hoping to help boost the dying dragon population by soliciting him as a carrier, which Nym is not particularly keen about at all.
Enclosure(if dragon): Avalon (I guess? Haha)
"C'mon, keep walking."
Nym twisted around to give the man shoving him along a distasteful glance, but didn't say anything. He was currently in his human form, with his hands forced behind his back as he was led to the the 'habitat' that he would be living in... How long he was going to be here, he had no idea. His master hadn't disclosed that. Either way, he was getting tired of being poked and prodded, and forced around. He was already not fond of this place... He wanted to go back home, where it was familiar and cool... This habitat, or whatever it was, seemed to be much warmer than the arid northern air he was used to.
Once they were to the entrance of the enclosure, Nym was ushered inside, and left standing alone after the scientist guiding him had unsnapped the binding on his wrists, backed up, darted out of the habitat, and began to re-lock the gate. "You better behave..." The man eyed Nym warily through the gate. "Nonsense won't be tolerated. None of that snapping or biting like you tried to pull on the way here."
"Don't worry-" Nym tilted his head, and gave an overly exaggerated smile to the scientist as he brought his hands round to the front of him and stretched his fingers out, hoping he sounded as insufferable as possible. "I know quite well why I'm here."