BETTER THAN ME // joining

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Massive jaws part, revealing rows of teeth like knives as a grown of pain--or embarrassment--rumbles from within like thunder. Glacial blue eyes blink once, twice. Where...am I? Ever so slowly, the young drake slowly unfurls in a manner much akin to that of a blossoming flower. Granted, this particular bloom is much more terrifying. Although no larger than a draft horse, the male towers over much of the landscape.

Dense fog obscures most of his thoughts, though he manages to take in his surrounding after several moments of intense focus to keep the world from spinning. At first glance, the beast believes himself to be home. The beach and the sapphire waves throw him off, but it does not take long to realize that this place, wherever it is, is not the Typhoon. Some part of him feels disappointed, but the rest of him relaxes. He does not want Goldie to seem him like this. Gods, how long has it been? He swears he departed the Typhoon only a week ago, but the air is crisper now. It cannot be autumn already, can it? An intense frown mars his terrifyingly handsome visage, piercing blue eyes narrowing to slits as he descends into deep thought.

The dragon rights himself; muscular limbs pushing a lithe frame into a standing position. Someone is sure to arrive soon. He can almost guarantee that they will want to investigate the monster who crash-landed in their backyard.

[CLOVE.]

[div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: arial;"]♡ — Indeed, letting a dragon crash-land on the beach unchecked would not be a good idea - and upon seeing the shadow skim Sunhaven's floating houses, followed by a heavy thud in the nearby vicinity, Clove was up and heading towards the source of the sound within moments.
It couldn't be an attack from the Ascendants, could it?

The thought was enough to hurry Clove along and as she bounded hurriedly onto the beach, sand kicking up from her paws in her wake, the sight of seeing such a formidable creature was enough to set her on edge. A fellow winged being Coldblue may be, but he was as different to Clove as the night was to the day. Scales vs feathers, blue eyes vs gold. And Coldblue was quite a bit larger.

Still, she was no coward - and continued her approach, albeit in a very guarded manner.

it doesn't smell like an Ascendant, Clove observed as she drew closer - pink nose sniffing the air delicately. That was a good sign, for sure.

"You've landed in Sunhaven territory. Do you have a business here?" Clove greeted, her solar eyes equally as narrow as she eyed the scaled beast up and down warily. She was working on being less hostile, but the balance of power was heavily tipped in this situation...and this was a dragon with no clear intent. Clove assumed being a bit guarded now would be forgiven.

/welcome to sunhaven!
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[coldblue]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9.5pt; line-height: 1.4;letter-spacing:.1px"]As expected, it does not take long for someone to investigate his presence. And due to the relatively flat nature of the landscape, as well as his towering stature, the unknown female's approach can not be described as stealthy. She is a pretty thing; all soft cream fur and a faint smattering of spots, with a pair of stunning wings as soft as an angel's. Were he not this...this thing, he might have tried his skill at flattering her. But powerful, ancient magic courses through his veins, muddling his thoughts. The price for making a deal with the fae. Nothing is his own: his mind, his body, or even his soul. It scares him.

Suddenly coming to the realization that the darling creature is speaking to him, the dragon snaps to attention. Glacial eyes meet gold briefly before flitting away. "Sunhaven?" he repeats, clearly befuddled by this information. He's never been here before. It reminds him of home, however. "I.." he trails off, lost in thought. Although he is unsure of how to return to the Typhoon, he is sure someone might point him in the right direction. But then again, he does not want Goldie to see him like this. Her beloved brother twisted into a beast due to his own pride and naivety.

"I would like to join," he says finally, voice a resonating thunder. "If you'll have me, of course. My name is--" Coldblue Roux. "--You can call me Blue."

[GORDON CIPHER.]

It was hard to miss a dragon flying about and of course, Gordon was paranoid over the fuck such a large creature was nearing their territory. The Goldenblood trailed after Clove, trying to keep up as much as her short legs would allow her to. Luckily, Gordon was able to arrive just in time to hear Coldblue - or Blue, rather - introduce himself. Gordon took a few seconds to herself to catch her breath, laying on the ground as she stared up at the new Sunhavener. "Y-you're welcome to join." Gordon squeaked out. "So, um, welcome! M-my name is Gordon Cipher. I'm-I'm a Goldenblood here."

★ where all your darkest fears are gonna come for you ! ━

[rhosmari]

Fishing was her past time and now that she was better she was often out at the water. Her net was cast already and she was hauling up the catch she had been waiting so patiently for. The sound of the fish as they splashed about and attempted to get out of their corral was like music to her ears but she didn't pull them all the way out of the waves, no instead she allowed them an area to swim in. She was having a good time, softly humming to herself when suddenly she heard it or rather she felt the coldness in the air and the shadow that passed overhead was enough. Her gaze lifted up and she turned slightly to the side as the massive form flew overhead. Shivering and causing her to step back a bit. What the gods was that? She didn't know or rather didn't remember if she had seen a creature like this before so she had no choice but to check it out and make sure that everyone was okay. Scrapping claws met the boardwalk and the thud of the creature landing even a bit clumsily shook the land and her body shifted slightly with a need for balance.

Already there were some greeting the dragon and she allowed herself to hang back, tails shifting and moving restlessly as her fur lifted up in some type of stress. Gods she would hate to be eaten especially when life was being pretty good right now and she sighed lowly before she made her way closer to the scene. But from what her ears were picking up the fella seemed to be of the kind sort and he seemed genuinely confused about what was going on with him right now. "Blue, was it?" She began with ease as she forced her fur to lay flat, ears angled forward. The hellhound's body relaxed ever so slightly as she came to stand near Gordon, eyes narrowed just slightly in intrigue at the massive creature of ice and cold that swept over the beach from his mere presence. He was dropping ice and that was what intrigued her more than anything. "Nice tae meet ya. Name's Marina and if ya lookin' tae stay then by all means. Ah, what do ya eat if I might ask? Ya sure are a big fella and I hope we can give ya what ya need."

"SPEECH"

♡marina monroe - helion - sunhaven♡

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He hated the ocean. It must be odd for someone to say that in a place that was surrounded by a large body of water that was indeed an ocean. Ichigo had his own experience with the substance and did everything that he could to avoid the stuff. The over-sized cougar only went across the boardwalk if he needed something, and then if he didn't need anything he was near the borders or near the mountains where he wouldn't have to be around it. He was a decent swimmer when it came down to the basics, but the reason he truly avoided the water was because of the way fate seemed to work around the luck that he sometimes had. The wildcat didn't have any luck with the water and only terrible things happened to him while he was around the place. It was annoying, to say the least because he knew many friends and family that simply loved the ocean and would do anything to play in it. Ichigo was not one of those and seemed to almost freeze solid at the thought of asking him to jump into the water. The first instance of something bad happening to him while he was around the water would be the fact that he had been attacked by a saltwater crocodile that he didn't see underneath the water. The massive reptile had grabbed his left back leg, which had plenty of scars that lined that area to show where the crocodile had ripped into his leg and snapped his leg in half.

He only survived because his friends came to his rescue as being thrown around didn't exactly give him any time to attack. His own sister was attacked on the sandy beaches of the ocean where she would remain blind for as long as he could remember before being killed. Then came the near-drowning where he heard his friends voice calling from help in the middle of the ocean. only for him to swim out and find out that it was a trap of an animal that had gills that took him under water. He remembered the feeling of liquid filling his lungs and the thought that he was going to die there. It was going to be for a better purpose though and was let go at he last minute before he blacked out. The death of his best friends near the water certainly made him wanted to avoid the place. O'Fraiser died from humans that in a ship that was near the territory. Cambrian walked off a seaside cliff after the death of his husband, and Ichigo had to look down at his mangled body beneath. To say that he was a little mortified was an understatement. Either way, while the dragon's elements were that of ice and cold, Ichigo's were that of fire and heat. It wasn't really that obvious with the way that the armored cougar looked, but when it came to his attacks primarily they were that of fire components. There was only one other creature that he knew over his time that he was alive that used ice elements and that was his best friend Toshiro. He knew that the other had died a long time ago and there had been nothing Ichigo could do as he had been dead at the time as well.

The over-sized cougar had been at the boardwalk when he noticed a shadow that passed over him. Ichigo had his own dragon form, although it took a while for him to transform into it in the factor that his shapeshifting was extremely painful and if he didn't use it all the time it got even more painful for him. His dragon form was that of a Japanese serpentine dragon that had red scales across his entire body. Other than that, there wasn't anything extremely interesting about him. The wildcat had no intention of turning into a dragon, and he had followed the shadow before looking up to see the tail end of a dragon that seemed to be landing. As far as he knew the only dragon that he had met in the clans was Lucifer back in the Typhoon. The Typhoon being the place where his granddaughter currently was. As soon as Ichigo heard the crash, the Shinigami immediately leaped up onto his paws and began to sprint to the other end of the boardwalk that was attached to the shore. He would teleport short distances until he was at the end. When he rounded the corner, he already noticed a couple faces that were there. Ichigo only recognized one however, the two were completely unknown to him.

The Shinigami teleported himself near the group, but not next to anyone specifically. The dragon was certainly larger than he was, but he had seen dragons as large as whales and wasn't intimidated. There had been a small sliver of hope in Ichigo's chest that this might be his friend Toshiro that had taken a different form but this didn't seem to be the case. He looked at the crater the other had created and then back up at the ice dragon. Blue was the other's name? That sounded fairly basic with the way names went. Although, his name could literally mean Strawberry depending on the context in Japanese. He was glad that there was no one that lived in these groups that called him strawberry, maybe he would finally be rid of the ridiculous name. A smirk spread across his tired facial features as he looked at the dragon. "I'd probably give ya a 5 for landing technique myself. Name's Kurosaki Ichigo. Nice to meet ya Blue." A former clan leader sad casually to the other. His bi-colored eyes certainly could be considered weird, a black sclera on his left eye where a normal eye had white instead of black.

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CRYPTICWHISPER is an Angeli Divine, in the form of a 5ft Angeleon - he is of the exceedingly rare 'black Ichor' caste of which only a theorised handful exist [mine].
Currently he resides in Sunhaven and is considered 'fallen' by his divine brethren for his renegade status as their once ex-general. Aura and abilities are black-purple as is signature to black Ichor caste. Wears silver-black 'black star' armour & wields the Eclipse Sword.

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Cryptic has seen many dragons in his lifetime - he's brought down quite a few himself - they are still usually of a mortal race, even if somewhat arcanium inclined.

but he has yet to have seen one in this particular plane of mortals - and an ice dragon can be considered rarer given they usually stay secluded in his experience, but then so would most natural animals here.

but the Angeli inclines his head from behind the group - merely watching the cold soul double vision placement over the dragon, soft blue - before he nods "Crypticwhisper" is his only introduction, he doesn't welcome, as the others have that in hand - and this place still remains a temporary refuge to him, for now.

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[glow=purple,2,300]C R Y P T I C W H I S P E R[/glow]

[glow=purple,2,300]ALONE WITH THIS VISION, GO TELL THE WORLD, THAT I'M STILL ALIVE[/glow]

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