Age: 1 year: Young and inexperienced
Appearance: Red; very attractive to the ladies
Personality: Generous, impulsive, kind, daring, brave; always alert
NAME: Ketesh
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*WHOOSH* *WHOOSH*....*crack*
An enormous red dragon alighted on the cliff-top. His large head swiveled, surveying his future kingdom. His hot breath blew smoke as he snorted in contentment. All was well in the land.
"Ah, looking forward to your corronation, are you?" hissed the voice of a smaller dragon.
"Oh, Narcain, you startled me." Ketesh turned suddenly to face the slender wingless dragon, "I--I just don't feel ready--I'm not qualified to take on such a responsiblity--not just now."
"You are ready, Ketesh. If your father didn't think you could handle it, he would have left it in the hands of a steward, to hold the throne until you were. But he is passing it directly to you. There is nothing to be afraid of. The kindom has never endured such prosperous times as now. It will be alright." Narcain stood beside his friend.
The sun was just beginning to rise. Sunrises in Ketesh's world were always beautiful and orange. He sighed and turned to fly away. I just hope someone doesn't take advantage of my inexperience.