Mneoth & Khena Descs

Mneoth
Myrrh and mahogany fuse together across muzzle and headknobs, entwine about prominent eyeridges, and sweep all silk and sisal down the grand lengths of this broad and ponderous dragon. Lighter klah-brown erodes the sharp edges of his powerful neckridges before dissolving into the brooding layers of umber sweeping his belly and forelegs. His smooth, suave hide speckles to bronze across the rounded curves of his withers, as if momentarily blessed by the sun. Wingsails - wide and high - are cloaked in a marbling of black, gray, and fawn, to create a secretive cove of shadows and covert camouflage. Mneoth is 2 days old.
He is 2 feet (0m) long, with a wingspan of 3 feet (1m).

Khena
Eyes, grayish-green, look out from under long arched brows, darker than the shock-white blonde hair sitting on top of her head. Ragged and uneven ends cut short, bears witness that she doesn't put much interest in personal appearance. A bend in her long, narrow nose, tells of a long forgotten break, and adding to that is a two-inch scar on her right cheek, giving her a face of someone who's lived a hard life. High angular cheekbones and a strong square chin adds to the impression of masculinity, while the arched brows makes her retain some femininity in an otherwise harsh face. Shoulders and upper arms are hardened from long hours of training and work, as is thigh and -calf muscles, while hands and long fingers are callused and scarred. Along her flat abdomen is a five-inch scar, one of many on her body, but the one most predominant. Breasts are small and rounded, almost invisible when she's wearing baggy or heavy clothing, making her look all the more masculine, her height of almost six feet doing nothing to diminish that impression. Slightly tanned face and hands, from hours spent outside, complete the image of a woman easily mistaken for a man.
Scintillating in colors ranging from deep mahogany to an almost bronze gleam, the color of Khena's jacket can't be pinpointed to just one. Khaki at one cuff, klah-shaded at the other, while the collar is dyed such a dark umber it's almost black. Tufts of the fleece-lining shows at cuffs and collar, revealing its color to be moss-green, matching the jacket's browns to perfection. Thick, lithe leather clings to her legs, trousers dyed a deep sepia with a hint of mahogany, a color matching the hide of her lifemate perfectly. Stitched along the seem is a row of x's, the thread the exact same moss-green as the lining of the jacket. A color repeated in the cords tying off her knee-high black boots, which fit her lower legs and feet flawlessly. Stitched to the right shoulder of her jacket is the badge of Mudslide Wing. On her left side a belt knife rests in its sheath, attached to a broad belt made from tunnelsnake skin.
Twisting together in a single loop around Khena's left shoulder is the two colors of High Reaches Weyr. Black and blue. Midnight's colors, which extends into a long tail, dangling from the top of the knot. Intertwined with the dark colors of the Weyr is a dazzling silver thread, adding a spark of light to the knot. Completing the knot of a High Reaches Wingrider, is a mahogany thread, indicating the color of her lifemate.
Khena is 24 Turns, 5 months, and 8 days old.

Kinecha's Five Firelizards:

Green Erzulie (Necha's oldest 'lizard)
Pale green pours over her slender form; the darker jaded green of her head transforming into a creamy layer that spills over her neck and wings, and turns into an again slightly darker green 'round her talons. Minty wings' membrane is pale, pale green, a transluscent addition to her coloring, and headknobs and muzzle are dotted with blueberry spots; a complimentary garnish to her flawless look.

Blue Simbi
Storms on Pern may not happen every day, but this vibrant blue seems a tiny storm within himself, grey-azure wings churning the air currents frequently, as sinewy muscles seem to indicate that he remains in flight often. Multi-faceted eyes swirl as storm clouds, and his thick tail swings to-and-fro in accompaniment, mottled blue, grey, and green from the tip to the very underside of his neck, where it wraps around to become a vast curtain of navy on his torso. It seems very likely that this flit is as active as his appearance, and for the weather-beaten 'expression' in his eyes, it may be advisable to 'batten down the hatches'.

Brown Shango
As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle,-- sands of coppery russet milk their way into dunes of relaxed curves and plentiful demise. With his sharp teeth the intricate knot of life at once unties, unraveling beneath fangs of deceit. The wealth of the ancients unravels upon the slanted pyramids of ridges which trail from betwixt head, to the tip of timeless tail. No color but brown buries his softly wrinkled form, though the blackness of midnight's void threatens beneath the stonework of his plump belly. A sliver of darkness holds close with each intake of air, coiling it's tangled rope tightly around the babe's chest. The beauty of sun-burnt passion flows through ichor-filled sails, the calm deadliness of a desert swathing his eyes. A flick of softly hued tail sends a sharp flicker of metallic glint: Born of steel and desert, deceit and betrayal.

Brown Ghede
Colors of cocoa flows over the small body of this firelizard, in waves of different shades, giving him a benevolent look of friendliness and playfulness. His fluttering wingsails are the color of caramel to match the bonestructure, which is cinnamon-colored. His long slender tail is washed over with the color of chocolate, the very tip a deep brown, which is almost black. His temper matches the color of his hide, warm and friendly, calm and quiet. At times it would seem that a jesting smile forms at the very corners of his mouth, which suggest that he is also a playful soul.

Blue Kalfu(@recycled)
Midnight's darkness flow from head to tail of this smallish lizard, over wingsails to wingtips and down his legs to his talons, which stands out in stark contrast to the rest of his color, being a startling turquoise. Calm as the midnight color of his hide, he moves slowly even when taking to flight, gliding through the air as a cloud will across the sky, though at times energy will burst through him and he will move as quick as lightning.

Bronze Samedi
Lean and tough, bronze hide seems aged by centuries of battering by the sun's unforgiving rays and the sweep of sand. Like a wind sweeping across the desert, his lean form is brushed with weary ginger and weather-worn hazel. Hesitancy hides in the furrowed eyeridges, the oversized orbs beneath that seem ready to perceive every flicker of movement, every shift of every moment.While drab in shade, the muted tones do little to subdue the oversized wings and gangly limbs, the sharp 'ridges and whipping tail that flow together in the whirlwind storm of muscle and hide.


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