OOC- There is no need for a form to fill out, just describe your character in your writing or even better give a picture of him or her. just pop right into the story with your own character can be human, elf, orc, dwarf, or dragon (limitation on dragons though at max three total for this entire thread).<br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y287/Anigon_Gurl/furries1anthros/I_like_my_fish__Dragon.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/>IC-<br/>Drake looked down over the mountain's valley. A village placed right along a small thin road that humans, elves, dwarfs, and even a few orc slaves traveled on to get to the major capital of the human empire known as Lionsgate. Drake remembered the towering walls that seemed to glow golden as the sun it them an hour past noon. The towering statues over one hundred feet high guarded on a a silent vigil to the main gates of the city.<br/>But now wasn't the time to dream about ever doing to the city. He was a Dragon one of the last to ever exist after the Dragon and Elven War that shattered both races to the brink of extinction. Drake never knew his parents nor if he had any brothers or sisters as nest-mates. but he tried no to think about it too much, he needed to go about his life now and focus on feeding his hungry belly.<br/>He looked back at the village in the valley and smiled once he saw the herd of horses grazing on the grassy hills. He wished he could fly however he was still too young to flight even though he was twice the size of an ordinary human or elf.<br/>He charged down to the grassy hills making sure to stay inside the tree line checking for humans or elves, or any other creatures for that matter that might cause him harm to his smooth sleek skin. After checking to make sure the prey was his for the taking he sprung out.<br/>hoof-beats hit the ground. neighs and whines from the horses echoed through the hills. Drake pounced on the nearest horse biting into its neck, feeling the intoxicating warm blood fill his mouth. The herd scattered as Drake's prey wen limb. He dragged it back to the tree line before any humans could spot him out in the open. He rested and enjoyed his meal but for some odd reason he felt like he was being watched...