She somehow doesn't exude the proper air to make her seem tall. In fact, she doesn't seem to even be the height that she is (though it's around 5'6" now), and instead has an air to her of being somehow far more delicate and smaller. She's built athletically for her size, and seems to enjoy her days in the sun, but her trim and toned figure is blossoming in all the right places with the onset of womanly virtues. She's quite attractive, nearly fey looking, with her slightly tilted eyes and ready, if shy, smile. Even her ears have just the hints of points to them - a complete lie, made visible as such by the way her ears are shaped and seen against her head. She is darkly-tanned, smooth and youthful. Her large eyes are a blue so deep that newborn morning could be reflected there, flecks of grey scattered around each iris like stepping stones in a pool. She has a fine bone structure, not terribly heavy at all, but not breakable either. Her platinum blonde hair falls to mid-back, neither straight nor curly, but wavy as a happy medium, falling over her shoulders playfully. Her pale lips are often smiling and laughing, joking, sometimes mischievous, but rarely angry.

She's tanned quite darkly, a golden color like baked bread almost, but her hair is a bit lighter white-blonde courtesy of the same sun that darkened the rest of her. She's wearing copious beads and jewelry that consists of shells and oceanic creatures at her wrists and throat, though nothing is pierced. A long colorful skirt of red, black, yellow, and purple, pleated and tiered, falls from her waist to her ankles, and at her torso is a white long-sleeved peasant blouse made of a light cottony fabric that lets her skin breathe even in summer, tucked into the skirt. At her hair is a kerchief around the top of her head, tied to hold the long, slightly curly length back to her back - but for the little braids that fall down her shoulders from behind it, three to a side. There are even some little flat strappy sandals at her feet that tie off nearer the knee than the ankle (the closest she can get to barefoot without actually running barefoot). On her shoulder is the knot of a Junior Weyrwoman of Western Weyr, threaded through with gold for her lifemate.


Born to a greenrider (A'tia) and a brownrider (M'ran) after a mating flight, Amarante spent most of her life in Half Moon Bay Hold raised by her Craftrider mother and rescue-ops father. A'tia was a Fisher-Rider, trawling carefully upon the back of her dragon and bringing the results to shore for processing. Given the dolphineer center on the island at the Hold, her fishing enterprises were done with their aid to avoid catching what shouldn't be caught, or wasn't desired. M'ran's work was less frequent, but more dangerous, when the need called for it, but he felt it was a worthy enough cause that he didn't mind. Their only daughter grew up running the beaches and generally living as most of the other Hold children, spending time between her parents' homes. She developed an interest in dragonriding from the start, of course, but also the dolphineers. Liking the outdoors far more than the indoors, and the sun more than the tropical storms, Amarante felt pretty sure of her own future on the island. Both of her parents felt the same as she approached the age for Searches to key in on her if she were to be chosen. While M'ran hoped his daughter would become a dragonrider, A'tia had seen her daughter's curiosity for the dolphins that leaped through the blue waters she trawled and privately hoped for a different fate.

The way things work, however, it was M'ran's hopes that were answered first. Not too long after her fourteenth Turn, a rider from Xanadu Weyr found her on Search. She left everything she knew behind to give it a go, but promised her mother that if she hadn't Impressed within a decent amount of time, then she would return to the Hold and the dolphins. She didn't Impress her first year, and now she's turned fifteen. She's worked with the animals in the stable, learning how to help break them for riding and keeping them clean, to stay busy and make herself useful in the interim.

Amarante was Searched and left standing on the sands at Xanadu. She decided to visit Half Moon Bay and her dragonrider parents, and is now a Candidate at Western Weyr - quite unexpectedly Searched there.


Name Relation Location Position
A'tia Mother Half Moon Bay Hold Greenrider
M'ran Father Half Moon Bay Hold Brownrider


Terror of the Inferno Bronze Nicodemus
This bronze is bold and bright. Swaths of intense color, reddish coppers and golden brass, reach up around his body as if being consumed by flames under a translucent hide. His belly and underside is dark like coal with gleaming smudges of jadite and violet here and there, reaching up small tendrils here and there that dissipate into a pale smokey hazy reaching along his back and out his winspars, murky warm grey with a metallic shimmer at the correct angle. Wings are large for his body with sails of the same smokey tones licked at the edged with the intense coppery flames of his main form. He's an oddly shaped sort, with a long neck and tail and a rather compact, squarish body. His snout is short and blunt, and there's a suspicious look to his rather small inset eyes.

Ailuropoda Melanoleuca Blue Pudge
The Ailuropoda Melanoleuca Blue is, and always will be, quite the roly-poly fellow. His preferred method of transportation is, surprisingly, on all-fours — though, he's slow and clumsy, shuffling along on four pudgy limbs. His snout is short and close to his face, giving him a "squished" appearance, as is his snout had been pressed rather closely to his shell while he was egg-bound, stunting growth. As far as colouring goes, this blue is quite the looker! All four limbs seem to have been dipped in a deep, dark cobalt blue; the paint was allowed to drip over his back, leaving a thin stripe across his shoulders. Also painted are his stubby muzzle, as well as splotches around both eyes — his headknobs, too, have been coated with dark blue. The remaining parts of him — his head, neck, belly, and tail — are a much, much lighter blue, reminiscent of the sky on a clear, sunny day.

Stubborn Angel Green Murphy
Greens are often small and this one is no different. However, she seems to carry her size as if she were as big as the golds and bronzes. Well-built, for a green, she is very solid in her mass. The greens that play along her body are varied, but keep more to the foresty end of the spectum — save, up near her head, where they become pale almost to the point of a yellow-blonde. This color cascades down her neck ridges and disappears between her wings.


The Elusive Wild Gold Theiath


A slender form is drenched in pure gold, a rich hue that falls somewhere between light and dark. Likewise, her overall build could best be described as average; she is neither stocky nor lightly built. A solidity, which originates in part from her natural build and in part from how she carries herself, is inherent in the smooth curves of her neck, the powerful muscles of her shoulder and chest, and in the gently tapered tail. However, there are a few sharp features which stand out. Notably her headknobs and neckridge are slightly enlongated with a bit of angle to their dimensions while sharp claws at the end of her talons contrast with the rest of her form. A light dusting of rose gold spreads across her chest and belly, much as the setting sun spreads tendrils as it clings to the horizon before disappearing, the color most evident in the shadows and highlights cast upon her hide. Headknobs, wingspars, and the very tips of her feet are burnished a slightly darker rose-gold, while her muzzle is a slightly lighter flaxen color mingled with just a tint of golden-orange. There is nothing ethereal or intangible about her rich coloration and formidably built body.


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