Post by Ayanna on Oct 7, 2014 15:05:42 GMT -5
He slid from the back of the Blue dragon that had brought him to his new home and slung his bag over his shoulder, moving forwards and doing a slow turn, taking it all in. His ice blue eyes were devoid of their usual arrogance as awe infused him. He kept silent for a few minutes, merely standing there and adjusting to the sights as dragons flew from place to place around him. They were littered over the Bowl and in the air, and he had to suck in a breath at their magnificence. After a few moments trying to process the fact that he was here, he turned to the Rider who had brought him here and gave him a large smile and a grateful nod of his head. He said his thanks and the Bluerider chuckled, slapped him on the shoulder and pointed him to the Candidate Barracks, then meandered off with his gorgeous beast, leaving Kazimir to fend for himself.
His tall, almost slender frame could hardly be seen from above, it was such a busy day. Today he had tied his nearly silver hair back in a low ponytail, allowing it to fall nearly to his hips, while he reached up and brushed the shorter, unruly bangs from his face. As he began to stroll leisurely forward, in no hurry to go to the Candidate Barracks just yet, he began trying to guess who here was new, like him, and who had been here for a while. The Riders, obviously, were a different story, so he focused his little game to those he saw without Dragons present. Chuckling to himself he began humming under his breath as he walked, not straining in any way under the weight of the bag he had on his shoulder.
His tall, almost slender frame could hardly be seen from above, it was such a busy day. Today he had tied his nearly silver hair back in a low ponytail, allowing it to fall nearly to his hips, while he reached up and brushed the shorter, unruly bangs from his face. As he began to stroll leisurely forward, in no hurry to go to the Candidate Barracks just yet, he began trying to guess who here was new, like him, and who had been here for a while. The Riders, obviously, were a different story, so he focused his little game to those he saw without Dragons present. Chuckling to himself he began humming under his breath as he walked, not straining in any way under the weight of the bag he had on his shoulder.