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For far too long dragons have been treated as something to be discarded a powerful battle weapon, a pet, a method of transport. Thedragons have decided enough is enough tired of the mistreatment the humans have given them they are revolting. Some of the small pet dragons stay spoiled and soft particularly the ones with rich and powerful owners they are looked down on. Will the dragons finnialy be free?

WIP

Name: Aza

age: around 250 ish ( young adult,)

gender: female

Apperence: Aza is about 10 feet tall and 15 ft long. She has olval shaped scales.

Personality:

Human: she belongs to a wealthy merchant

Name: Cloud Jumper (Cloud for short)

Age: 200 (on the younger side for his spieces)

gender: Male

Appearance: Cloud tends to have a more softer blue color to him that he's been told by the humans reminds them of light on a calm, clear lake. The only striking thing about his appearance that stands out against all the blue is his green eyes.

Personality: more on the quiet side. He's patient until he's had enough and will make it known (either by biting near someone to scare them other other actions). He's typically pretty gentle which made the humans that owned him pass him on as inheritance for two or three generations. Can be stubborn when he wants to

Other: a pet dragon that's multi-colored and in the smaller side likes to hang around him and has become friends with him. The smaller dragon's name is Jewel.

She was out in the market square. The merchant called out to the crowds of people around them trying to sell his wares. Around them others were trying to do the same. Some people stopped other didn't. Aza knew they would be out here à while. The merchant selling, her standing. Aza caried bags of jewelry and fine clothing, hidden under her wings and teid to her with ropes.

Cloud Jumper's owner walked through the market, him and tow with Jewel sitting on his head. He had spent, what felt like, centuries as this family's wagon and was slowly getting feed up. All he could do anymore these days was act like he was proud and be pulled around with his head held up high and occasionally making the trip longer by stopping randomly as acts of defiance. The person would just pull on the rope and try to get him to move. At some point he stopped in a area near another dragon, causing the human to get more annoyed then they already were. "Come on Cloud Jumper! Your gonna keep us here later if you keep doing that!" They scolded him as they tugged on the rope in a feeble attempt to get him to move.

Aza spotted another dragon nearby. He was a soft blue green eyes. Dragons didn't usually come down here. The crowds made it difficult for them, their humans and the general crowds to move around. The humans must have been pretty rich. ( I don't know what to write sorry, I might have some writers block.)

(it's ok! Take as much time as you need to write them!)

the human tried to move him several more times and failed. Eventually the human gave up and sighed, loosing their grip on the rope. They walked up to Cloud Jumper and spoke softly with a almost pleading voice. "Come on Cloud Jumper. We have to keep moving. I'll give you treat when we get back if you come." The dragon just rolled his eyes and decided to follow the human with his head hung low. Jewel eventually moved to a spot on his back in between his shoulder blades and settled pretty quickly.

Aza layed down on the ground, all four legs folding neatly. And her wings resting slighting open at her sides, the edges resting on the cobblestone floor of the square. She stared out at the crowd, bored.

As he was pulled along he noticed a brown looking dragon in the corner of his eye. He had seen plenty of brown dragons before but this one was different. He couldn't tell very well but he thought the patterns on their wings were the same yet different. His head raised as he moved his long neck to try to get a better look at them. Luckily he noticed a stall near the dragon with stuff he had overheard the human mumbling about needing. He moved over towards the stall, leaving the human confused at first until they noticed the stall.

Aza raised her head as some humans came towards the stall. With them was a dragon, she recognized him as the one she had seen across the square. She sat up, she hadn't had somone to talk to in ages. "Hi," she said, the merchant looked up at her, startled slightly by the noise, to him it probably sounded a growl, before turning back to talk with the humans.