(Hey, everyone!  I guess I'll join this RP.  Here's Nova's bio:<br/><br/>Name: Nova<br/>Age: 23<br/>Sex/Gender: Male<br/>Species: Dragon<br/>Weight: 235 lbs<br/>Body type: Average, but with some visible muscles<br/>Prey or Pred: Pred<br/>Role: Caretaker<br/><br/>Alright, here we go!)<br/><br/>Having seen a "Help wanted" for the orphanage, Nova decided to give this job a shot.  Nova walked inside the orphanage, his golden irises looking around before moving on, passing by Hunter's room as he looked for the caretaker's room.  Nova's serrated machete hung from his belt, swinging from side to side as he walked.  He knew that someone would try to eat him at some point, so he brought his machete with him for protection.  Hearing a slight commotion back in Hunter's room, Nova walked back, his machete in hand. "Hey, is something wrong in here?  Does anyone need any help?" Nova asked as he cautiously looked around Hunter's room.