OOC: Open to all, but I would prefer those dragons who are young, and by that, I mean that in their bios, they are less than a tear old, an example would be Rema. Also, I would like dragons only in this one, thanks! Yet another thing, this RPG is going to be somewhat different, I am going to try something different in this RPG in that there isn't going to be a "good" vs. "evil" thing going on, though there may be obstacles. But, just go with me on this, I am trying this because, it is time I "broadened my horizons" lol.

IC:
Rema flew through the air with a speed and a height that was amazing, especially for one her age, but the didn't really think anything of it. She was far too focused on what lay ahead of her, the young dragon had been preparing for a few weeks now and felt pretty good about her chances of winning, the annual competition that was held by her father and the other dragons controlling the islands of Alagaesia.

The message had been sent out, and being Gornath's daughter, Rema was one of the first to know, though there were other prominent figures that had the message sent to them, there were many dragons, of different colors, and shapes, gathering in and around the island of Sharktooth. The competition would have one event, racing, it would be one lap, the starting point would be Sharktooth, from there they were to race to Doru Areaba, then down to the small island of Uden, then back to Sharktooth. It would be a great challenge, and Rema was determined to win. The young emerald green dragoness landed on Sharktooth and walked to a group of other dragons, near her age. Hey, are you excited about the race, I hope I win! she blurted out nervously.

Na'ir smiled, excited by the prospect of competition. She liked this dragon, daughter of her mother's friend, and was anticipating the coming race with her. Na'ir was a very good-natured competitor, that was for sure, but she was still determined to win. Oh, I certainly hope it starts soon. How old is Gornath? My mom never mentioned his actual age, she inquired with curiosity.

Na'ir glanced away when she heard a familiar voice. Hey, Jason! You're competing too? Cool! This should be an excellent race, with the four of us involved, she exclaimed, her eyes narrowed with determination. Na'ir knew that, all four of them being children of some of the best flyers in the land, would be pretty much impossible for anyone else to beat.

Sirius smiled at Rema, and listened to the females' conversation with interest. He turned when another dragon joined them, announcing Rema to be his sister. That must mean he's Jason, Sirius thought, and this was confirmed by his sister. Hello, Jason. Yes, we, or rather Na'ir, have been talking with Rema. I'm Sirius, and Na'ir is my sister, he greeted the white dragon with a smile.

Na'ir pranced around delightedly when Gornath announced the start of the race, though she was a little disappointed by the lack of a dramatic announcement. She found enough room for her powerful wings and soared high and fast, working her way to the front immediately. Despite the fact that she had never been in a large race before, she had a plan worked out. She would stay in the front group, and when the last straight stretch was before them, she would fly extremely high, but gradually, and then dive. Her smooth scales and pointed wings allowed her speed compared to other dragons like a peregrine falcon's compared to other birds, especially when diving. She was already past the spot where the hydra emerged, and moved faster to get away. The one thing Na'ir would have trouble with was the fighting. She hated fighting, and she wasn't good at it.

Sirius waited for everyone else to take off, for he could sense the danger ahead. Instead of flying high or in front, he flew low and near the back to watch out for the others. His instinct to protect his kind was stronger than any instinct to win. When the hydra emerged, he saw it grip a young dragoness by the tail. The head that had caught her was trying to drag her back into the water. Sirius let out a powerful roar and dove at the head, slashing at its eyes with his claws and breathing starfire down its throat behind the dragoness. The hydra screeched and let the dragon go, but Sirius didn't let up the attack, and instead gripped the head around its neck and angled his head around to rip out its throat. He flapped his silver-edged wings to get away, and then turned to face a head that had struck at him. Sirius batted away the head with his tail and flashed down, breathing his white-tinged starry flame into its mouth.

Na'ir glanced back, a worried look coming on her face when she saw her brother swoop down to attack the hydra. Typical Sirius, she thought, but concern still gnawed at her. She smiled when his fighting skills were shown, however. Na'ir's concern lifted. Sirius could take care of himself, and Na'ir wasn't eager to get into any unecessary fights. She flapped ahead, her pointed wings and sleek scales giving her very little air resistance, and the powerful muscles at the base of her wings rippling as she flapped a steady beat. She closed her eyes for a brief moment, loving the air rushing past her face, and the caress of the winds upon her wings. Flying was one of her greatest joys.

Sirius strengthened his silver flame, until the hydra head he was attacking exploded in the heat. Sirius rolled away to avoid bits of hydra streaking away from the remains of the beast. He turned away and smiled at Jason, who had also finished dealing with a hydra head. Well, I'd say this is going pretty well, he replied with a chuckle. His gaze turned towards the other racers, who were already pulling away. So much for gratitude, the white dragon thought, with amusement. He flapped hard and launched himself after them, working to gain ground.

OOC: Draco, go ahead and take your turn, Aorian must have become inactive again.

OOC: Alright. But next time it's his turn I'll pm him.

IC: Alna'ir watched the oncoming harpies carefully, awaiting her chance. She had located a hidden tunnel near the bottom of the rocks, which was invisible to the other dragons. She waited for the harpies to swarm upwards, some of the clumps heading towards her, before twisting her wings and shooting through the flock with barely an effect on the creatures. She pulled her body up in a quick, jerking motion just before she collided with the cliff, and disappeared under a rock that was blocking the tunnel from view. She shot out the other side and was away before the harpies had figured out what was happening.

Sirius came up from behind, his natural speed allowing him to overtake several dragons. He eyed the harpies as he drew nearer. He noted Na'ir's secret escape with relief at her safety. Sirius drew in a breath and let it out in a wide cloud of starfire. The silver flames tinged with white bathed the front of the rocks as Sirius passed, burning a few unlucky harpies and blinding the ones near the dragon. He soared overhead without incident, but was met with a subsequent flock of harpies on the other side. Sirius snapped out his talons and tore his way through using tooth and claw, wincing as the harpy talons managed to cut through the scales on his wing-arm. He turned his head around and snagged the harpy, shaking it back and forth in his powerful jaws to break its spine. He surged through the flock of harpies and continued on his way.

OOC: Whoops, 11 minutes late!

Isabell look at the strange creatures, they called them harpies. This would not be good. Instanly she was slowed down. Pretty soon she was next to the boy Jason. She was one out of the corner of her eye about to attack him and she barely had time to kill it. She smirked at him. Thanks with the hydrid. She then lit her scales on fire, which was beggining to really take a toll on her energy, and flew threw the rocks, trying to keep up, and burning the harpies.

OOC: lol sorry Aorian. We can resume the normal order next time.