@Nyx @Void What if Keel starts out liking Ryn, but once Rahn gets Ryn Keel realizes that he actually loves Sagebrush, who may or may not have loved him the entire time and has been there for him *Dramatic scree*

hmm. i might lower the number of speacial dragonlets in the rp. yeah, i think i will. 

so, as of rn, instead of sixteen, there will only be ten special dragonlets, but keep in mind, there are also the roles of king or queen of the two tribes, so those are open for the time being. 

oooh! I like your ideas, Rogue!

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Oooh I will join, especially since I love dragons.                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Name: Seabreeze (very blunt about the half sea half sky, I know. But it sounds so pretty!) 

Gender: Female 

personality: not very confident, but independent. Is a peacemaker, and believes there is good in everyone. Weak, and can be knocked down easily. Hardly ever gets mad. Trusts everyone. 

Appearance: back scales are light blue, while underbelly scales and horns are light green. Eyes are yellow, and her black pupils are slightly larger than a snake’s slit eyes. She is slim and is smaller (but only by a few inches) than the other dragonets. She has blue webbed paws and gills on the back of her neck. Claws are short and white. She has large wings as well. 

Shipping?: sure why not

Other: When she hatched, she was taken away from her parents by soldiers. She escaped, and ever since then she has been on the run, dreaming of freedom from the life that she lived. Yeah, ik that sounds depressing but she still is milking every second of nature and the world that she lived in with happiness and hope. 

I might be a royal dragon, but I going to wait and see if anyone wants them. I am perfectly ok with not having one of them if someone really wants one. 

Name: Crystal (people can call me Crys, and yes spelled like that)

Gender: female

Personality: Keeps to herself msot of the time but still is very talkitive when she does talk. Never really follows the rules but is really smart. Daredevil. 

Appearence:

back scales: black

underbelly scales: black and aqua

eyes: light green

general body shape: small and skinny

horns: aqua and glow in the dark

claws: white and short

placement of gills: ummmm at my chin I guess?

wings: white with more glow in the dark aqua

any other ardoments: my tail (if we have can have one) is black with white and aqua spikes (the aqua ones glow in the dark)

Abilites/powers: turn invisble I can also turn off the glow in the dark when I want to

Shipping?: sure why not

Other: she's bi 

Spiffycat told me they're being blocked from this thread and that someone can have their charrie if they want him. Any takers?

Okay, in order to keep this going, I'm gonna say we can start rping now, even tho not all the spots are filled.

A reminder, there are four special dragonlets left, unless someone wants to use Spiffycat's. 

I can't start rn, but I might be able to soon. 

I'm thinking that the first rp posts shoud be, like, where your charrie is right before they run into one of the other charries, make sense?

Rahn~

I swim through a river, relishing the feel of the sun on my red and gold scales. Diving under, I grip a passing fish in my jaws and gulp it down, then slither out onto the bank, near the tall grass and trees. 
I wish I could enjoy this as much as I want to, I think to myself. But I always have to keep half an eye on the sky, to look out for any SkyTribe dragons, and the other half on the water for SeaTribe, which makes it difficult to have any fun. In the midst of my grumpy thoughts, I miss the wingbeats nearing over my head, and I notice only when I'm flattened suddenly by a rather large and clumsy orange SkyTribe dragon. I groan under his weight, and he digs his claws into my shoulder. "Hey," I hiss. "Cou;d you be a little gentler?"
"Sorry," He mumbles, and I realize that he's no older than I am, perhaps even younger. "I'm under strict orders not to let you go, under any circumstances. I'm Skee, by the way."
Huh. Another kidnapping. Lovely.
"Nice to meet you, Skee." I mutter. "My name is GET OFF!" I surge upwards with all my strength, but Skee merely shifts and digs his talons in a little harder, and I slump back to the ground.
"Well, that looked embaressing." A new voice says lightly. I twist to see another SkyTribe dragon, this one with glaring yellow scales. She leans in close to me and hisses, "I suggest you don't embaress yourself again, or we might have to knock you out, and that would make the Queen very upset. She ordered you to be brought to the palace unharmed." Something in her voice suggests that though the Queen want's me unharmed, she'd settle for a minor head injury if neccesary. I consider struggling, but all hopes are destroyed when several other SkyTribe dragons desend. One of them wraps a rope around my neck and head, and then they take off, dragging me behind them through the air.

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Keel~

I slam myself against the bars of my cell. Again. I've done it so many times that I'm starting to think I might permanetely damage my shoulder, but I hardly care. 
I have to get out of here!
I've been imprisoned in the SeaTribe dungeons for weeks, trying almost nonstop to break through the bars, with no success, and I've begun to wish that the dungeons weren't waterproofed for non-waterbreathers, so I could drown, but even that wouldn't work, since I have gills. I give up trying to break out, for the time being, and curl up in a ball on the ground, slipping into fitful sleep. 

The sound of my cell door being opened wakes me. Several SeaTribe dragons stand there, holding metal chains. As usual, I try to storm past them, but they swarm me and pin me and wrap the chains around my head and wings, preventing me from flying in the palace or swimming effectively anywhere else, or breathing ice. Fire doesn't work underwater, so I don't even try to snort a flame through my nostrils. The last time I tried, all I got was a noseful of seawater. 
My captors drag me along the tunnels, the process made harder by the fact that the dungeons, palace, and anywhere else that prisoners may need to be is waterproof and dry. Despite the fact that I'm a captive, I can't help marveling at the construstion of the SeaTribe palace. The main area is a huge watertight dome made of coral and huge colored clamshells, and it touches an undwerwater cliff that has tunnels running to the dungeons and other, smaller coral domes that, as far as I know, are small homes for guests. I've givin up looking for the SeaTribe dragons' living quarters, since they probably don't live in the watertight areas.
I'm jolted out of my daydreaming when we are suddenly attacked by what seems to be......... SkyTribe dragons?? Oh, great, I'm being kidnapped from my kidnappers.
The dragons start fighting noisily, and I'm shoved to the wall amidst a clamor of voices.
"Help! How did SkyTribe get in here?"
"Are they invading?"
"Get the prisoner, don't let him get away!"
"What? The prisoner?"
"The Queen wants Keel Half-Tribe!"
"The half-tribe dragonlet!"
Amidst the fighting, three blue SkyTribe dragons jump on me and wrap even more chains around me, almost cocooning me, and preventing me from moving hardly at all. As I'm contemplating how strange it is that the SkyTribe dragons are blue, they drag me along the tunnel and out into the water. After a short swim, we emerge out into open air, the other dragons panting and gasping for breath. They pounce on me and exchange my chains for a rope wrapped around my head, and drag me up into the air until we're flying towards SkyTribe palace. 

Seabreeze 

The sunlight filtered down onto the tree branches. It was a beautiful thing, being in a tree. There were no sounds except for the tweeting of birds. It was so peaceful, but I knew that wouldn’t last long. Soon the soldiers would come marching this way.

I climbed to the top of the tree, and then I jumped onto another tree. I kept going from tree to tree to tree. This was one of the most safest ways to travel, since both the sea and the ground were pretty susceptible to being seen and caught. I definitely knew other methods to escape before though. 

I then heard the soldier’s wings from a distance away. I picked up the pace and went faster and faster until...  I came to an open field. Oh no. This is the worst place to be now. 

I sighed and calmed myself down. I examined the situation. Nothing but pretty flowers and grass. And a lake. The lake was my best shot, I knew, even though SeaTribe dragons could easily find me there. I went down the clear blue lake and went down into the watery depths. I tried to find the best spot near my color so I could camouflage myself. I crawled along the rocky wall. But there was one part of the wall where my claws grabbed on... nothing. I looked closely and found an underground tunnel right in front of me. This could help. But what if they spot it? That is when I spotted a giant boulder about as big as the entrance mouth of the cave above me. 

I saw the shadows of the soldiers landing. I had to work fast. I focused on the boulder as hard as I could, and the boulder started moving. I rolled it more and more towards me, and I found my energy draining from me. SeaWing soldiers were entering, and when they saw me, they  bolted towards me. I used the last of my energy to swim in the tunnel, and the boulder landed on the entrance. I swam peacefully but tiredly along the underwater tunnel inside until I saw there was surface above me. I dragged my body onto some kind of dark cavern and  said, “Everything is alright now.” Then I faded to black. 

(She did not die, she fainted. I do not want to kill off my character in the first thing I write. And I will describe the surface when she wakes up in the next thing I write.)