Cailira The Whelp.

Personal Info
Name: Cailira.
Alias: The "Whelp".
Age: 32
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Hetrosexual.

Personality: Cailira is a very nervous dragon, who does not want to speak up, She barely speaks to anyone in her own tribe, if not being 'forced' to it. She tends to stay away from others, enjoying being alone. She's very submissive if another dragon, bigger then her orders her around. However she also seems very curious and in constant in doubt of what to do, it can take her really long to figure out what to do. She's finding it hard to trust others. She also seems abit lazy for others.
Interests: Enjoying laying by herself, while listening to the nature around her. Watching life around her. Stormy weather is her favorit weather. Traveling on ground and in the air.

Dislikes: Dragons who do not know when to stop talking. Cockyness, ignorance, depressing dragons cause they brings her mood down.

Fears: Water/Sea, she fears the water and sea, for wha creatures that might roam it. what unknown there is down there.

General Appearance
Height: 20ft.
Scales: dark/brown scales covers her body, with a lighter brown colour  on her lower body.
Eyes: Yellowish

Appearance: Cailira is a very 'thin' dragon, smaller then so many others from her tribe, even from her own family. She has a few fainted scars over her body, but nothing really noticeable, as not being in a serious fight in ages. She looks very femenine then a fighter, a strong yet slim body built, a long thin tail. Head held high if not another bigger dragon is talking down to her.

Tribe Information and Status
Tribe: Nightwing
Rank: Citizen
Family: Her mother, father and some brother and sisters (NPC'er).
Mate: None.
Hatchlings: None.

Skills and Abilities
Strengths: Very flexible, easily to get past bigger objectes. Patience is also one of the good skills, she can lay still for hours.

Special Abilities:
The ever so normal ability, to breath out gasses, so the one infront of her gets abit sleepy, nothing really special.

Weaknesses: She's not the greatest fighter, far from, she's more scared and nervous, which make her a bit weakness all alone. She'd rather run from a fight, perhaps abit cowardly. Head on in a fight? she'd clearly lose due to her not being the strongest nor the biggest.

Combat Style:
If she should encounter in a fight, she'd be more confusing then anything else. Can't really figure out what she'd do next. But one thing for sure, she'd try all her can to get away.
Aggrasive, yes, but very bad fighting skills.

Background

History:
Cailira has spent ages of her life, within the nightwing territory, being way to scared to leave the place. She's been mocked down by her brother and sisters as long as she remembers. Never had one moment in her childhood where she'd be left alone, pushed, yelled at, laughted at. Even mulled down onto the ground if her brothers got a grib in her.


RP Sample:
*From behind the small hill, a sigh would be heard. As Cailira would be laying there, wings layd down her sides in a relaxing manner. Her head layd on her front legs, enjoying the day, enjoying the wind that makes the trees around her move. "What a wonderfull day" she'd mumble for herself, moving her head abit to lay in a diffrent position*"

Approved.

Welcome aboard Sara, brilliant to have you with us xD