Individual Rp!

Forbidden Friendship

(I'm a sucker for HTTYD shut up)

"Snort"

Name: The beast looked rather curious for a moment,before realizing just what you were,and getting the f*ck out of there(Species name is called the "Moutain Mover" though this Dragon isn't going to be moving moutains anytime soon)

Age: Yeah,he was gone for good(Unknown)

Personality:Nope,still flying away

The temperment of the Moutain Mover is known to be quite violent,and rough around the edges. If one is to see a Moutain Mover,either run before it spots or,if it does,hide and pray to the gods that it does not find you. 

(But we all know this story,our little Dragon here is simpyl curious,but catious at the same time. And he doesn't take well to humans very well either,so I suppose he could fit in that catgory of other then that,get a shiny object and shine some light,maybe a little bit of fish,and eventually,key word eventually,you'll have yourself a 10 foot scaled friend)

Scenario:You were a wimp. Everyone knew that. Small,scrawny,heck you could barely hold up a sword. So when it came to Dragon hunting you were often left out. But you had one thing most didn't. Smarts. You had a little brain that was always tinkering away at some new invention in your mind. And viola! One day you did make something that worked!...More or less. 

A special net gun of sorts. Course no one thought it was good,the whole goal was to kill the Dragon. So one night while you were being all mopy,you spotted something...Weird in the sky. It was way to big to be a star,plus the fact that it was moving...Holy crud it was a Dragon. You quickly armed your big ole' gun thingy,wait...Annd....BAM,bullseye! 

The Dragon roared as it fell to the ground,crashing into the forest. 

You celebrated,having a small nerd out that it worked. The next day you went to go find your felled Dragon

Well the gods must have hated you as you couldn't find it anywhere.