"Momma... What are those things in the sky? Are those dragons too?," A small 5 year old girl with wide dark green eyes asked as she pointed with her free hand to two large birds in the sky, admiring their golden feathers gleaming in the sunlight. The girl herself had very wild dark hair and skin, and wore vine green clothing decorated by small gleaming coins that clinked together musically as she moved. The older woman who held her hand looked up and scoffed. "Alluriana, don't be silly. How can you mistake lowly pheonixes for your own kind? Ridiculous. You're the future princess of our tribe, so don't give their kind another thought." "But Momma-" "Understood?" " ... Yes, momma... ," The girl replied as she looked down. The woman patted her fluffy hair with a smile. "Good girl. Now come along, your dancing lesson shall begin soon!" +---+ "Okay, Zeke, again!," a elderly man said as he tapped his staff on the ground. A tanned skinned boy with spiky white hair and gold eyes glared at the old man, before gritting his teeth. His small hand transformed, turning into a giant bronze scaled claw and crushing the ground where the elder tapped his stick. "Good!," The elder said as Zeke's hand receded in size, before he kneeled to the ground, panting. The elder sighed as he walked over and placed a hand on Zeke's back,"I know you want to keep going, but its almost dinner. Come on, you aren't going to become king tomorro-" The elder paused as Zeke whipped around, as if sensing something in the bushes. The elder's silvery eyes looked at the bushes, before he helped Zeke up,"Come on, your mother and father must be worried. " +---+ 'Pheonixes. The Dragons' sworn enemies of the sky. Birds of fire, to go with the reptiles of the air. I never understood why mother and father hated them so much. However, when I'm Princess/King, I will stop the fighting.' +---+ Apps Name:Alluriana Flair Age:17 Appearance: Personality: Alluriana is a very curious and energetic girl, and usually very bubby and fun loving. However, she is also very hot tempered and easily flustered. She tends to get into a lot of trouble with her need to know about everything, eespecially about Phoenixes. She hates being along most of the time, but since she is not a morpher, she usually is. However, instead of being a morpher, she has the ability to understand Dragons who cannot morph into humans, making her a Nurturer of smaller dragons. As such, she is seen tending to eggs a lot, especially the orphaned from the war long ago. +---+ Name:Zeke Flair Age:17 Appearance: Personality: Taking his position seriously from day one, Zeke is a very determined and intense individual. He has a head for politics and a determination to keep his people and family happy. He is just as curious (if not more so than his twin sister), but its harder for him to express it. He's very awkward around other people, save for his sister, but he's genuinely kind. +---+ "Reinheld! Reinheld! Have you seen the princess anywhere today?," Zeke said as he entered a field and approached an old woman, who was stroking a small ruby dragon. Her silvery hair still had a slight reddish tint, and she still had a bit of fire left in her deep blue eyes. "I'm afraid not, my king. Have you checked to see that she's not wandering the rocks outside the forests?," the woman asked, tilting her head. Zeke stared at her for a moment, before muttering, "Curses, Alluriana!" Alluriana, on the other other side of the forest, leaned over the cliffside, barely dangling from the edge as she spots a nest of golden feathers. In her hand is a sketchbook, a pencil in her other hand. Her tongue poked from her mouth as she scratched in the book.