The Ark, was the first animal rescue of it's kind, catering only to fantastical beasts. Whether it was dragons, unicorns, or familiars The Ark took them. The Ark itself called the small town of Dragonhale it's home, which rested about an hour outside of New Haven, the largest city in the country of the United Republic. The Ark itself was on a large farm which provided ample space for its larger beasts. A large building housed supplies, and smaller animals. This is where Artemis Reed mostly worked, but today he was at the adoption fair outside of a small pet supply store trying desperately to get some of these sometimes dangerous, but lovable animals adopted. Artemis was sweating in the hot summer heat, sweat dripping down from his dark crew cut hair. He tried to blink the sweat out of his hazel eyes. God, it's like fucking hell outside. He leaned back in his chair back as he sipped on his iced coffee. The fair hadn't even started and he was already burning up. God, this summer has been hot. He had only been sitting down a few minutes before he heard his name shouted. Normally, the crew could handle unloading the animals themselves, but today the manager Merlin Grove, decided to bring one of their five dragons. This dragon was the color of the sky as sunset, beautiful oranges, pinks and reds made up her scales. She was smaller than the others, being only a year old. Though, she was still the size of a horse, and she was hard to calm when afraid. She was still young that the only fire she could breathe was gasps of smoke which had started to fill the air. Artemis, stretched out his lean muscular frame before he sauntered over to the frightened dragon. Artemis, had a 'gift' which took form of animals trusting him. He couldn't talk with them, but he could project emotion onto them. His presence was normally enough to calm a frightened animal, though when they were so magical like dragons it took more effort. Artemis walked towards the dragon they affectionately named Adena, yet she was still fearful. Artemis pressed his hand against the thrashing and roaring dragon's scaly head. She calmed instantly letting out a soft cooing sound. Though the dragon was obviously calmed, Artemis was completely drained. He sat on the hard pavement of the parking lot, the sweat rolling down his olive skin faster than before. While his magic was inherent, it still took a incredible amount of effort to perform. Sometimes it felt like a cures, as being around so many animals drained him constantly. He wished he could be near people more often, though, he remembered how ill equipped he was for human interaction. He just understood animals much better than humans.