Timestamp:28 Tessera (Autumn), 81379 Character: Jett "What a good day." he said to himself as he stared out at the crashing waves fall upon the shore, almost reaching his pitch black paws which were layout out in front of him. His bright red eyes seemed to glow even brighter in the reflection of the evening sun, it almost took the usual stares away from the scar that crossed from his left eye down to his snout. His leathery wings were folded up next to him as he awaited any sort of attention, in fact he originally came to this place to go away from the stares that he usually recieved because of his evil looks but he was now starting to miss someone talking to him, and he had just gone through one of his ferocious moments a few days before so he didn't really have to worry about anyone getting hurt. Although even if he was pretty sure he wasn't going to hurt anyone, no one else knew that. It really made him angry when 'dragons never approached him because of his looks but even at times Jett had to understand, after all he was a rare species of Feydragon shrouded in speculation of helping the Rapines and such. If he was a father he wouldn't want his young one going up to one of his kind, but at times all people had to do wwas say hi and they would see just how bright Jett's personality was, even though he does go wild once in a while.
