Youthful tenderness softens the shapely musculature of this dragon's brawny build. A rich mahogany from keel to tail, his lustrous hide matches Boll's dark-shaded groves; red and gold replenish the brown warmth, rippling up a proudly arched neck before cooling down that broad forehead's slope to an almost dainty nose--but the fire reignites in the jeweled vibrancy of his eyes. Creamy-brown, attenuated wings extend from his shoulders, a delicate suggestion of peacock feathers dappling the narrow spars: a softness that contrasts with the steely glint of hard talons, lacquered the same blue that outlines his tail's corded whip.
Sweeping Gust of Aquarius Egg
Blowing through the stormclouds, a field of blue can be seen in sharp clarity, separating into distinct hues when gazed upon. Turquoise, aquamarine, streaks of sapphire and azure show themselves most notably. Indigo, cobalt, twilight and midnight: all mix and mingle majestically, each melting into a deeper shade without a clear mark of definition. A shock of electric dances across, as if cloudskipping, while other colors-- beryl, royal, navy, wisps of sky --traipse about the aerial window. Strong Prussian and delicate powder edge the outlines, speckled
with violet, splashed by salty sea. Through all, Harper weaves like a bright, merry tune.
Like a water vessel blown out of the celestial sky, the Sweeping
Gust of Aquarius Egg shatters like pottery, the life waters within gushing out onto the hot sands around it. Shards in all shades of blue, from prussian to periwinkle fly in all directions, momentarily obscuring the appearance of the egg's occupant as the dragonet rises out of the broken remnants,
drying off in the hot breeze of the cavern.
Impression Pose
Still nursing the flash of pain, the first he's ever felt, The Curious Temperance Brown Dragonet looks around woefully. An expression that suddenly changes into relief and adoration as he springs up, ever so careful not to trip again and bounds through surrounding Candidates over to Tamar, wrapping his chubby body around the ex-healer with croons of joy.
Mind Voice
His mental presense in yours hugs you like the warmth of a old Italian kitchen. Spices in the air, a tantalizing odor of /something/ that you can't quite pinpoint, but is all the same, homey and comforting. His actual voice is a light tenor, filled with humor and a hint of youthful shyness and respect for one's elders, not unlike a loving brother's tone to an elder sister no matter how much taller he's grown, there's still a lingering of the child from the past.
Impression Message
At first you are uncertain, then suddenly you are transported for a moment to somewhere you've never been before. Warmth gentler and more comforting than that of the blistering Sands surrounds you, wrapping about your mind tenderly like loving arms. Your nose fills with the scents of memory, a certain Italian kitchen spiciness. A young lad's voice rings out in your
head exultantly as realization dawns and two minds meet for the first time forever.
<<I am Timoth!>>
Timoth is from the name Timothy in the New Testement of the Bible, Paul's helper during the early days of Christianity. A young, reserved man who was more of a supportive follower than a leader, yet showed strength and willingness even when he was asked to do things that ran against his natural shyness.
Personality
Timoth is a dragon of childlike innocence and endless curiosity. He'll often be found nosing about the bowl while he's young, scaring the vtols and driving the herdbeasts and wherries in the feeding pens to distraction. He'll be so innocent that his first encounter with a herdbeast as a meal will probably shock him, though after a little reassurance that 'this is the way things are and look at how Ysavoth is chomping down' he'll get over it soon enough and get on with the eating.
This is how he'll usually react to new things, so as long as /you're/ sure about it, he'll be alright too. His trust and love for you is absolute.
But he's not a simpleton nor shy by any means, he's just too bubbly and sweet, almost timid for his own good. Often he'll give you insights that'll astound you, coming out of the blue with some observation or keen idea. His outer core is one of a brawny boy, but underneath is a solid core around a heart of gold. He is a partner in truth, needing your affection, guidance, and advice as much as you'll grow to rely on his presence. His innocence will call to your heart, but his strength is there to bolster your own. As Paul said himself in Philippians 2:20 "I have no one else like him, who takes a genuine interest in your welfare."
It is not a 'co-dependant' relationship, he's prone to almost childish tantrums, trying to go his own way, sometimes becoming as stubborn as granite. Ordering him around won't work, his mind is nearly as strong as yours. But like a child, he can be often 'persuaded' to change his mind, perhaps an offer of an extra oiling, the promise of a nice fat wherry fed on the berries in Boll rather than the stringy beasts raised on the
mountains in Crom. With coaxing, the occassional long explaination that is more argumentative affection than true fighting, he'll eventually see your way, else he'll convince you to see his. :)
But like a child, he has no qualms about demonstrating his affections towards you in a physical manner, always a touch here with his nose, a tickle there with a tail. He'll press up against you when unhappy (sometimes bowling you over) or lick you silly with affection when he's happy. He insists on that close proximity, often calling you to come sleep with him once you've moved to your own bed in your own weyr. But that closeness will be a great asset if you should become a dragonhealer. Through his mind you'll see the pains of others, his indominable will lending you strength when dealing with troublesome patients or with those who are in great pain and need.
Physical
Physically, he's medium sized for a brown, tip to tail no more than 33 meters upon maturity. But he's a bit bulky, never to loose the slight roundishness of baby fat no matter how much he excercises or cuts down on those juicey wherries. However, underneath is tightly wound steel coil, he'll display a surprising speed for all his size. His agility will carry
over into the skies, wingtip turns that might foul any bronze or other browns will come naturally to him. What he gains in dexterity, he will loose in endurance however, but in flights he'll compensate for that lack with cunning and craft.
His forehead is a little broader than average, more rooms for brains (or heavier for more rock ;>), but with a rather dainty nose. His vanity, not to mention he can stick it into smaller places that way. You know, boxes, beds, doorways, and people's clothing. He /is/ rather stocky though, and as he gets older he'll get the occassional twinge in his limbs, nothing serious, but it'll make him a little more reluctant to rush about everywhere and get a little lazy. Of course, with a healer's
background, you'll be able to soothe those aching joints (nothing more serious than 'standing on your feet all day' type pains.) and he'll only voice his love all the more and declare you perfect (at least in his eyes.)He's a bit chunky yes, but by no means /fat/.
Timoth has a roundness of limb that translated to his stockiness and the upshooting spikey wings that lends to his long but narrow ones. Perfect for cutting through the air, but
makes it harder to stay in flight, so he has to fly harder to stay up, decreasing his 'endurance'. Hints of reds and golds upon his dark mix with rich brown hide and the subtle blues on his toes and tail. A hint of irridescent blue-green is on the dapples of his wings.
Proverbs 18:24 "A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother."
Egg Desc: Sh'lantay (Elisa tweak)
Hatching was Saturday, November 8, 1997
Egg Name: Sh'lantay
Hatchling Desc: Sabria
Desc Tweaks: Elisandra, Karise, Talina, Kalanthe
Hatchling name: Sabria
Dragon Name: Sabria
Inspiration: Sabria, Talina
Puppeted by: Sabria
"A Whole New World" from Disney's Aladdin