(Sure, I'll take one :3)<br/><br/>Name: FT Oikonny<br/>Species: Dragon<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Pred %: 95%<br/><br/>The dragon watches from a near by cave. His yellow eyes peer through the darkness, recognizing a few of the creatures that had fallen from the sky. The dragon had crashed here long ago when his ship was hit by an asteroid and had been fighting to survive ever since, picking off Sharpclaws for his lunch while trying to stay off the menus of the larger dinosaurs. Crouching down, the dragon grabs his rifle with his tail, flicking it over his back and catching it in his arms. Unsure if they'd be hostile towards him on sight, he carries it for his own protection, using his infantry training to slowly approach, safely and cautiously, spotting a fox and a bird pretty close to each other. The fox being closer to him, the dragon slowly makes his way over to him.