Beguiling Nightmare Green Suffranth
| Beguiling Nightmare Green Suffranth | |
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| Impressee | Ikaelya |
| Hatching Date: | 21 May, 2011 Day 25, Month 10, Turn 25 |
| Current Age: | 43 turns |
| Size: | 23.1 feet |
| Dam: | Morning Over Mists Gold Elaruth |
| Sire: | Sandblasted Pilgrim Bronze Mecaith |
| Lineage: | Here |
| Clutch: | Clutch:40 |
| Egg Credit: | Alisha |
| Dragon Credit: | Hattie |
| Puppeteer: | Hattie |
Contents
Blazing Ash-and-Fire Egg
This medium-sized egg almost looks like some sort of animal, most of the soft curve of the upper section of shell overlaid by grey streaks that give the appearance of fur, or maybe even spikes. It's underlaid with a gleaming shade of deep, fiery red that peeks out from between the grey streaks, giving the whole structure a subtle undertone of something more malicious in nature. On one side, closer to the bottom of the egg, a brilliant fiery blaze has completely overridden the softer ash tones as if heated from below and fading the nearer it gets to the top of the shell. Almost lost in the haze of ash and-fire, two shining circles can be spotted near the apex of the shell, like a reflection of watching, waiting eyes.
Blazing Ash-and-Fire Egg tips suddenly tips backwards sharply, shattering immediately upon impact with the Sands. The result is one dazed dragonet, the Beguiling Nightmare Green Hatchling shaking her head this way and that, her hide covered with fragments of shell. She curves her head round to nose at one flank and, discovering her present appearance, lets out an ear-piercing shriek before loping off towards the Candidates. She must find someone to assist her!
Beguiling Nightmare Green Hatchling
Upon first glance, this bold green appears to be made up of gentle lines and smooth curves, from her long neck to the twist of her wicked headknobs. The illusion is shattered when distance is closed, the sharpness of tail, neckridges and jaw immediately apparent, that same edge to be found in her calculating gaze. The Serrano green of her soft hide flows over her in waves, the darker hunter tones that fade in and begin to gather at her broad shoulders also casting shadowy, leaf-like shapes across her flanks and whirling around her thin tail. Strong, wide wings are edged with a shade so dark as to seem black, night pooling in her sails. The sharpness to the large, dangerous-looking claws that finish reedy limbs cannot be ignored, their smokey tips doing nothing to soften them.
Temperament
Suffranth might think herself to be a queen for all the attitude that she throws about, even in her first hours. A lot of it stems from her vanity; she believes herself to be a beautiful creature and will require you to make sure that she stays that way, keeping her oiled and as perfectly clean as can possibly be, something that's going to be difficult given mealtimes (and that blood) and classes (all the dust and dirt). She'll want you to go get her meals for her whilst she stays in her couch and it's not that she's all that lazy, more that, well, she deserves to be waited on hand and foot. Or so she thinks. If you won't do as she asks, she'll try asking her siblings, which might not go down all that well! And that's not all that might make her less than popular. Suffranth will be the one shrieking to wake everyone up in the middle of the night just to pay attention to her or just because she can; the one who manipulates others into falling all over themselves to do something for her and the one who holds a grudge. Though she has the same poor memory as all her kind, slights and offences against her are things that she has a knack for recalling no matter how long ago they might have occurred.
Suffranth carries herself slowly and with a conceited air that often has her actually walking around with her nose in the air! She moves in the way best to show herself off, slow and steady to make sure everyone gets a good look at her wherever she goes, limbs and wings creating graceful lines with every step. In the air, it's much the same, more concern shown for her appearance than whether she can pull off a manoeuvre correctly. She'll be speedy when it suits her, say when escaping the scene of a (her) crime or zooming off to catch up with her male desire of the moment, but otherwise she's of the opinion that only those who don't wish to be seen rush anywhere.
There'll never be any doubt that she believes that you should dote on her. After all, she chose you and loves you and surely you must be willing to show just how much you love her? Even as she grows, if she ever makes errors or mistakes, she'll be expecting you to tidy everything up for her and make everything okay again. Her faults will inevitably be blamed on you and how much she learns from each experience as she matures will be down to how much you can learn to make her take responsibility for herself and how far you're willing to go to please her. What pleases her won't always be what pleases /you/, though any attention and praise given to you will please her greatly. Didn't she make a good choice? Aren't you wonderful? And what must that make her?
She won't like working in a Wing unless she gets to lead it, something that could drive you both towards putting in the hours to work your way to a Wingsecond or Wingleader's knot. Suffranth believes that she should be listened to; that she is /right/ and won't appreciate orders any more than she did when she was young. Those in her Wing who can put up with her and give as good as they get will earn her grudging respect, but she'll regard those who don't as weak and will openly scorn them. Her attitude could cause you more than your fair share of difficulties and it's not as if she takes reprimands and punishment easily either! Chances are that you'll have to make the effort to be sociable and form ties with your wingmates, because, unless she sees that there's something in it for her, Suffranth won't be doing it herself.
Her rising is a time that she'll expect, if not demand, all eyes to be on her (and not just those of the males she seeks to attract). She'll want and need to be told that she's beautiful, wanted by males and admired by her green sisters, even the Weyr's queens if she can get their attention. Other greens who keep too close to her favoured males will become the target of her foul temper and she will try to run them off by whatever means possible. Unfortunately for you, she'll be proddy for longer than most, and by the time that she takes to the skies in a long display of loops and whirls, you might not mind who catches her, as long as she just gets back to normal! Only the most attentive of mates are allowed to stay by her side and, should he not pay enough attention to her, he'll be rejected before it can seem that /he/ abandoned her.
You'll have to work hard to keep a balance of power when it comes to Suffranth, for she will constantly try to keep the upper hand. She sees you and all you do as a reflection on her, but what she has trouble understanding is that all that /she/ does is also a reflection on /you/. Be careful what you praise and what you disparage, for you have the greatest power to influence her. And she you. And she knows it.
Public Impression Message
The heat of the Sands is beginning to stick those egg shards good and proper to the Beguiling Nightmare Green Hatchling's hide, her agitation and discomfort clearly rising. She dismisses a lanky boy who starts to reach out towards her, nudges her way past a particular large fragment of shell, then stops to eye the remaining Candidates before her. Not that one, not that one, but /that one/, the pale girl with the freckles. She's the one. And she's the one who gets her feet sat on and a quieter, pleading shriek.
Private Impression Message
« Ikaelya... » It's distant at first, that call of your name. Distant enough to make you wonder if you've imagined it. « Ikaelya. » Stronger now, dark ink bleeds through your mind to accompany the call, caressing the name that you know is yours and yet feels as though it is being tested out. « Ikaelya! » That sharp shriek is /not/ in your head, the sound made by Suffranth (you know this; she has no need of introduction) who wants, needs and /demands/ already. « I must be made presentable. And I must eat, » she tells you, steam starting to lace heavily through your thoughts. You'll fix everything. Won't you? Now.
Mindvoice
When calm, Suffranth's words are laced with the smoothness of a calligraphy brush on silk, the inky darkness permeating through her mind as she turns over one thought and another. Her rising temper is heralded by the snap of fans and the crash of delicate china, often accompanied by a rush of intense heat and steam. She can be sickeningly sweet and cast fragrant blossoms through her ink, and yet she has the capacity to make it run with blood too, the sharp tang almost enough to sting.
Dragon Inspirations
Suffranth is based on the geisha Hatsumomo from the book/film 'Memoirs of a Geisha'. She has the devilish attitude and conceited nature that you asked for in a dragon, as well as a sense of vanity and entitlement that could bring out the kind of relationship that you were seeking between Ikaelya and her dragon.
Egg Inspiration: The ghost from 'Hamlet', as he describes the "prison-house" where he is doomed to suffer.
Name Meaning
Suffranth is one of the names you suggested, rooted in the word 'sufferance'. It links into her demanding nature and the suffering she has the potential to cause, given the chance.
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