Name Pronounced: Ver lif (Va re lif)
Appearance: Vr'lif in truth fits into a rather 'sterotypical' look for a greenrider. He is a smaller thing by Pern standards at only 5'7" and weighting about 130 or maybe 140 pounds depending on if he has been hurt and laid up for any amount of time recently. He is broad shouldered though and in good shape from his weyrling hood training, but his light boned structure keeps him on the smaller side all the same making him slim and more runner like with his lean muscle. His hair is a dirty, dusty looking blond colour that is kept to his ears at best and half the time even hangs into his eyes though he doesn't seem to mind. He has pale, grayish-green eyes that actually go rather well with his rather lightly tanned skin, at least /he/ thinks so.
Personality: Vr'lif is a quiet yet intense person. He was always following Metaine's lead when they were kids, he had a mind of his own sure and thoughts and ideas rolling around in that mind of his. When they finally became too much to hold back he'd blurt them out even sometimes taking the lead temporarily in his need to express whatever it was.
History: Vrelif was born in Whitesands Beasthold second son to Vergu and Delif one turn before the start of the pass ten days into the sixth month. His older brother died not long after he was born though to causes unknown so for the first few sevendays of his life his parents didn’t let him out of their sight. His family foraged in the nearby rainforest for food doing a bit of farming on the side to give the hold things on the table that weren’t just meat. He of course knew everyone in the small hold all his life and early on he took a liking to spending time with Metaine becoming nearly inseparable from then until he was searched a little over a month after turning fifteen.
Information about Vr'lif (Vrelif)'s dragon
Dragon Name: Poxylth
Age: 2 turns
Wing (Weyrling Group): Skystrikers
Appearance: She isn’t a very large green, hasn’t been since the day she hatched in truth. Her hide is a rather bland and dull shade of green, with well no real markings, not even thread scores as of yet. In reality there is nothing really remarkable about her in the least. She was hatched a small and uninteresting green, and she has grown up to be a small and rather uninteresting green. She has managed to keep rather perfect proportions though amazingly enough, well not truly perfect no dragon is, but nothing is out of proportion so to speak.
Personality: Poxylth blends into the background, and does nothing to make herself stick out. She fits well with her chosen in that she is quite content to be under the command of her bronzes and browns, even her blues. Well unless she is proddy, if she is proddy then she takes a full turn in her personality. She still enjoys he ‘domination’ of her males, but they have to work harder at it. She doesn’t just snap and do what they want, it takes a sharper tone and a stronger will to get her attention. It takes the male willing to snatch her from the air rather then pretty words when she flies to get her attention. Otherwise though she is a sweet girl, though not very flirty, but rather cuddly and loving, she can actually manage to be rather faithful to a mate if they catch her attention well enough.
Weyr of Origin: Igen
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