Name: Lynn Saoirse

Species: Selkie (seal shapeshifter)

Appearance: As human, long brown hair and sea green eyes and pale skin; as a seal, brown fur, sea green eyes.

Personality: Wise, calm, satisfied. Very "zen" like.

Rank/title: Fourth rank

Background: I don't care. 

The dragon tribe. My home. It was located in a large canyon filled with trees and prey. Like a forest protected by a large rock wall. Or a large rock wall trapping the dragon tribe.

Or at least trapping her.

Mother said to stay here. Mother said that if I stay here I will be safe. I have lived my hole life in this wretched canyon, the Water Dragon's Breath. They call it. Home to the dragons. All except one.

Mother was the only dragon who didn't live here. She was a kessay. That ment she had to live with the other kessay. And since Thoughtful wasn't a kessay, she had to live with all the other dragons, away from mother. And mother never comes to visit. But when she does she is swamped by other dragons, all admiring and awwing like a stupid mob. When mother finally stops talking to the last one she just 'checks in' with Thoughtful, ask her if she's healthy, but most importantly if she has become a kessay yet. The answer is always no, and Wonder always leaves right after with a sad snort.

The worst part though, is that all the dragons stare at Thoughtful. Wonder why she's not with mother. Then whisper after she's past them. She's the only dragon with feathered wings like mother's, so it's easy to pick her out as the special one. But here is the thing, she's absolutely not special. Mother is. But since mother is special all the dragons see her as special. 

That makes her angry. And determined. Determined to earn her own fame, be greater then mother.

But another problem was that that was impossible. No one could be higher up and more special then mother. She was a first rank kessay. You can't get any higher then that. 

Thoughtful sighed.

Right now she was at her large, lonely home in the highest cave in the canyon. The higher each dragons caves are, the higher the class. The jailers, or the dragons who broke a rule, were at the bottom of the canyon, and as a rule weren't allowed to fly or hunt in the cracks in the canyon. They were assigned to hunt on the ground, guarded by a knight at all times. Their caves are small and damp, flooded whenever there is rain. They also have bars on their caves so they won't escape. The their class, the pheasants, were just high enough that their caves won't get damp from even the worst flood. But, they are only allowed to fly high enough to look through the small cracks in the canyons for prey. The middle class was a about in the middle of the canyon wall, they were allowed to hunt in large caves and fly freely, but not up above the canyon walls. And the first class, the nights and guards and anyone related to them, had large wide caves and were allowed to fly into the Dragon Eye forests around the canyon. Then there was the royalty class. They were located in caves as high up to the sky as possible. They were the only ones allowed to hunt in the sky. The royalty class was made of the curant leader of the dragons and their family, and Thoughtful. Her cave was basically on the top of the canyon. She was so lonely up here sometimes she considers braking a rule so she would be assigned to stay on the ground at all times. Even the veiw of the woods and sunsets got old. And ever so lonely. The school was just bellow the leader's cave, and all dragonets had to go to it, the class didn't matter. Everyone there, even the leader's son, would sstear clear out of her way. Sometimes she whisked she could just die her wings Brown in mud and stick them to her side's like she was a theirs class dragonet, or someone who broke a rule. Other times she debated on flying away and watching the next time her not he  came to see if she noticed or cared. 

Thoughtful sighed. Sometimes she wished she was a little less.....Thoughtful.

NAME: Swift

SPECIES: Shapeshifter, switches between leopard and cardinal

APPEARANCE: As a leopard, small, with pale golden fur and an inky black leopard pattern. As both animals, he has the telltale silver eyes of a shapeshifter and the shapshifter symbol on his tail. As a cardinal he looks just like any other male cardinal - bright red and... bird-y? Except for those characteristics of shapeshifters that I said before.

PERSONALITY: Alert, and constantly on guard, he's been hunted all his life, so, naturally, he has developed a strong hatred towards the Kesaay. Is forced to live alone so is rather introverted and not good at socializing.

RANK/TITLE: He's not a part of the Kesaay.

BACKGROUND: See personality