Spring's first leaves drapes her lithe form, studding her in pale greens while mid-morning sunlight dips over the forest of her hide, catching in honey dewdrops strung across the living foliage that shudder sweetly over a chiseled muzzle, her cheeks high and proudly set underneath bejeweled eyes. A sinuous neck is soft green giving way at her narrow chest for a cloud of mossy tones fuzzing into her thin belly. Sparkling 'ridges pour with bright light, dribbling down into heavily muscled shoulders and into transparent wingsails inlayed with the winding silver strands of a spider's web, prismatic water droplets clinging to each fragile line. Amber is etched into her lean haunches, stark lines against the grass that wavers slowly into legs longer than most dragons', giving her an ungainly appearance despite her graceful air. Tones of honey-gold filtering through a canopy dapple the magnolia green tail with dancing shadows of light and dark while paws are dainty creations, a clear jade that offsets her pale body down to talons of unpolished obsidian.

River Sunset Egg
Washes of warmth steal over a peaceful shell, flame hues rich and yet somber, steady and steadfast as they colour an imprinted scene. Golden brown sweeps out, a promontory of land intruding into a silver touched river, ripples of sunshine sparkling over faint traces of gentle blue. Big slashes of deeper mahogany stand proud on the bank, branches quivering in an unseen wind, rich red spilling over paths in the hills beyond. And held poised, caught in a moment of it's descent, a sun sets in a flare of breathtaking colour. Clouds veil the sky, colored in soft amber and fresh apricot, sparks of blazing gold and gentle ivory ruffled into a fitting finale.

The River Sunset Egg rocks wildly, shuddering and dancing the beautiful sunset chips away as silver melts and tumbles away to coat the sand below. Mahogany stretches and cracks crazily, faint trails of blue glittering in the air as fragments let go of their hold. With a snap, amber and ivory part, revealing the tip of a dragonet's nose, shining a damp green in the light. Another strong poke from the green and the glorious scene dissolves like riverfoam, depositing it's occupant onto the burning sands rather ungracefully, muzzle first and her tail up the the air.

Amber and honey weave across your mind in a delightful splash of color, bathing you in warmth from top to bottom. Something untangable within you snaps, comforting you in a way you've never known before. Vanilla and cinnimon invade your senses, breathy musk underlying the brighter scents to mingle in the back of your mind. Total confidence wells up within you as the first words are spoken, smooth as silk, a honey-eyed alto that melds with you, << Kirilla! My dear, my one and only! I found you! >> As you take it all in, the total wonder of this adoring creature, the sweet voice brushes against your mind, gentle in touch but underneath there is strength unseen, << Pheriannath >> it whispers simply, << I am Pheriannath >>.

Gentle, gentle. Shy, submissive -- Pheriannath at first seems like an archetype in her sweetly feminine ways. But do not mistake her because there is much more beneath the surface. She's got a stubborn streak and a razor sharp intelligence that's unusual in a green. She just cloaks it in what one might call camoflage. The truth is, she doesn't like to show herself, her true self, to the world. You'll never be able to completely reassure her that she can. Rather, she shares what she is with you. Underneath she gentle ways, Pheriannath has a warrior streak. Peacemaker she is for she doesn't like quarrels at any stage. She avoids conflicts earnestly! However, if it's important, if it a battle that needs to be won, out will come the warrior and she'll fight with the best of them.
Music is something else she's fond of although she tends to the natural music. Waterfalls, wind through the trees, that sort of thing. Rough group singing appeals but little -- music is an *art* to her and she'll be enchanted by complex, intricate melodies.

Never underestimate her sense of humor either. Like a certain one of her clutchmates, she'll often have a paw in mischief -- only Pheriannath does it with an innocent and guileless look that often manages to keep her (and thus you) our of trouble. She isn't the most social of dragons really. She's is honestly a bit too shy to be comfortable in large groups and she will long to get out of barracks and into her very own weyr. When not otherwise occupied, you'll find she is drawn to the forest -- the peaceful glades, nooks and crannies where she can drop the camoflage a little. Sunbathing on the beach is not for her -- she'll father snooze in a forest glade any day! Non-draconic life interests her in all it's forms. Indeed she finds herself occasionally distracted formt he business of hunting to feed in order to admire whatever beast she's chaseing. Runners in particular: she loves how they move. Firelizards are of no interest. They exist but unless they are giving her a scrub when she bathes, she barely registers their existance. Other dragons, however -- most of the time they are not fascinating. The exception is when she goes proddy and then she won't leave them alone. Rather than flirting or tempting, Pheriannath tends to trail around after the males. She'll usually take a fancy to at least one and won't leave him alone for a day or three. When it all gets too much and she hits the feeding grounds, her temper will be frayed and her fighting side will emerge. She hates the idea of being caught in a Flight and does her level best to avoid her pursuers, every one, for as long as she can manage. Thankfully, when one of them outmaneuvours her, she remembers it's all rather nice and surrenders. However, she'll never form a permanent attachement to another dragon. She's not that type of dragon -- you fulfil all her needs for attachment.

As a young dragon, Pheriannath isn't that different from when she is an adult. More shy, but that hardly goes away as she gets older! The Weyrling barracks she will find trying in the extreme. Pheriannath longs for a place of her own, somewhere peaceful where it is just you and her. However, in lessons, she does shine. She's intelligent and gets the idea of a lot of things very quickly.

Physically, she is a bit gangly as an adolescent dragon. But she's quick -- on the ground or in the air, she's not unlike quicksilver. As she grows, she'll end up a bit taller and longer than most of Pern's greens although definitely not out of the normal range for the colour. Her hide seems remarkably resilient; she rarely seems to itch that much and oiling is less of an issue with her. However, just along her throat and particularly under her chin is where she'll itch the most.

When her first bout of proddiness arrives, it's likely neither of you will know whats happened at first. She'll turn less solitude-inclined and start trailing round after the male dragons. No flirting or the like. Just this shy, wide-eyed interest without a trace of coyness. The Flight itself is likely to be wild. She doesn't *like* being chased -- she wants to get away. But the ending is very nice and after she's caught, she enjoys it.

Warm Pools of Amber
Pheriannath's voice is like nothing you've ever experienced before. The warm yellow orange glow of amber is her signature color, mingled with flashes of gold honey, not in motion so much as they are bathing everything, completely covering your mind in warmth. Periannath's actual voice would be an alto if she sung, and it has a sweetness to it, not to be mistaking for reediness. Imagine Enya with just a tiny touch of Charolette Church, and you've got Pheriannath. When she speaks, she's a little singsong, beating out the natural rhythem of the words as she speaks. Her personal scent is vanilla and cinnimon with just a touch of musk underlying it. Those scents are something that will always be in your mind when your green speaks.

Mentally, Pheriannath is one of the calmer dragons around Xanadu. She's polite and considerate of others, be they dragons or humans. She's a peacemaker, collected no matter what the situation. And normally, she's accepting of things, unless it's one of those rare instances another side of her personality comes out. Submissive most of the time, Pheriannath is just as apt to dig in her heels and be as stubborn as anyone, though she's careful to pick and choose her battles. She gets the job done, no matter what it is, because she knows it has to be done. She's an intelligent green, and she likes to prove it every now and then, just so the others know it too. She adores you beyond words, and the want to not upset you will keep her in check most of the time.

The happiness drew her. The confidence, the bright and bubbliness and the intriguing bit of mischief. Pheriannath sought you for all this, for your intelligence and something intangibly suitable she sensed in your personality. After all, she's intelligent as well and needs a rider she can match wits with and who will never bore her.

Pheriannath means 'hobbit' in Elvish. It was chosen because Pheriannath is a little hobbit-like in personality. Qyh's pronounciation is 'ferry-ann-ath' but if that's not correct for Elvish, it is all her fault. ;)

Song Lyrics:

'I Wanna Be With You' by Mandy Moore.

I try but i can't seem to get myself to think of anything but you
Your breath on my face your warm, gentle kiss I taste, the truth, I taste the truth
We know what i came here for
So I won't ask for more
I wanna be with you
If only for one night
To be the one who's in your arms to hold you tight
I wanna be with you
There's nothing more to say
There's nothing else I want more than to feel this way
I wanna be with you
So I'll hold you tonight like I would if you were mine to hold forever more
And I'll savor each touch that I wanted so much to feel before, to feel before
How beautiful it is
Just to be like this
I wanna be with you
If only for one night
To be the one who's in your arms to hold you tight
I wanna be with you
There's nothing more to say
There's nothing else I want more than to feel this way
I wanna be with you
Oh, baby I can't fight this feeling anymore (anymore)
Drives me crazy when I try to
So call my name and take my hand
Can you make my wish, baby, your command (command)?
Yeah
I wanna be with you
There's nothing more to say
There's nothing else I want more than to feel this way
I wanna be with you
Oh yeah I wanna be with you
Wanna be with you, ooo, yeah
I wanna be, Iwanna be with you
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be, (Repeats)