Anorac

Name: Anorac
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Appearance: Anorac is a real cute little fellow, with longish blonde hair and the most adorable sky blue eyes. Those eyes hold this pure innocence that Anorac certainly doesn’t stand up to. He’s not short! He just hasn’t matured yet! He always wears miniature Dragonrider clothes and even has his own riding jacket that the Headwoman made him! He looks like a miniature Dragonrider, except that his hair is far to long and usually held in a ponytail (Headwoman’s orders!). But he’s just adorable and it’s obvious he’s related to A’no.

Personality: Anorac is a total mischief-maker! He’s constantly playing pranks, most often on his own, but he’s so cute it’s hard to stay mad at him! He doesn’t bother A’no very much, but mostly because A’no has no idea who he is! He has just arrived at Benden, so is trying to make new friends. Never call him short! He’ll get so mad! If you must call him “short”, phrase it as vertically challenged and you’ll be fine.

History: Too short to bother
Rank/Occupation: Total Weyrbrat, half-brother of A’no!
Impress? He’s too young! *Roc pouts*

Sample Post

Anorac grinned and heaved his pack over his shoulders. It was stuffed with clothes and a few things he’d need to pull pranks on the people of Benden Weyr. All Anorac knew, was that his big brother, A’no, was there. He ran into the Bowl, knowing that a blue rider was heading to Benden Weyr today. He spotted the man, R’tar, with his blue and hurried over, seating himself carefully on the dragon’s foreclaw as R’tar mounted. The dragon didn’t seem to notice the miniscule load, even when Ano grasped the dragon’s leg tightly, after hastily doing up his little flight jacket. The blue took off and was between three wing beats from the ground, causing Ano to gasp and give a silent scream. It was cold and totally scary in this place! But it ended quickly, Ano silent as they appeared about Benden Weyr. The boy turned his bright, sky blue eyes to the bowl below and grinned, happy that he had succeeded in ditching Fort Weyr.

The lad held on tight as the dragon landed and scurried hastily away as the rider unstrapped himself from the blue back. He ran into the Weyr, shivering slightly despite the riding jacket! He tried to rub warmth back into his arms and huddled into a corner, waiting for R’tar to leave so he could go back into the bowl and sunlight.

’Once I’m wawm, I go find A’no, he desewves ta get bothewed.’ The lad giggled in an almost evil sounding way, but silenced himself and pressed deeper in the corner as R’tar walked past. The lad sighed in relief and hurried into the Bowl, seeing the blue dragon sweeping off to the feeding grounds. Well…now where to find A’no?

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