Oh sorry I got caught up reading, and its actually pretty late and I have to get up early.... I promise to reply tomorrow or u can start first!))

Phaidra

Phaidra rolled her eyes as her father fused over her cloths. A grey robe with gold embroidery and gauntlets, with riding pants. Her long waved hair of darkest brown was in a plate with smaller braids threading through it, with two silvery feathers at the end.
Her hearth mother and grandmother, Captain, and little brother stood by.
As she kneeled down by her little brother, Yoren, he looked up at her with wide worried dark eyes, just as her own.
*Will you come back?* he was only seven but worried for their little family sometimes more than father.
She grinned slyly.
*Oh course I will little chick! Ill be the best, and Ill tell you all about it!*
He smiled.
She stood, her grand mother nodded and walked her to her rukh.
Callaina was a creamy iridescent white, her feathers sleek with on her feet feather, tail tip, and wing feather tips a tarnish brown. Her sharp eyes a greenish yellow and she watched Phaidra as she approached. Phaidra loved Callaina like her own family.
She stroked her flank and turned lastly to her grand mother for her to tap her dark lined finger on her forehead.
*Dont forget to use that head of yours!*
*Dont think only my head is able to shoot straight.* she replied dryly.
He grandmother huffed. Phaidra swung up into Callianas saddle, the wind stirring her long dark braid.
*I can do this, you all are such mother hens!* and she took off, Callaina soaring up as they headed to the Caldera.
Phaidra embraced the sharp wind on her face, but as she looked ahead with no one but Callaina around her, her face turned more grave.


Sanyi

Sanyi strode through the pine wood. He had said his goodbyes to his aunt and cousin the day before, now he was on his way to the Caldera.
His dark brows were furrowed and he wasnt really looking at the path in front of him, but running through all the myths and stories and accounts of the caldera and the glass castle within.
None were super specific, and others counteracted each other.
One thing they all agreed on was that it was cursed till the one who came to breathe life back into the crystals and release the curse. If you didnt die that is, and most did die.
He suddenly heard a huffing behind him to see a girl jogging to catch up with him.
He blinked. She didnt look to be from the Shari clan.
She had shortly cut pale blonde hair, she was lean but not that tall, though from his heigh she probably looked shorter, and startling grey almond eyes. As she slowed to a walk near him her gate was more swaying and fluid, as if she was more used to the ground beneath her always moving.
Clan Daelynn then, sea farers.He thought.

Aquila

Aquila had left behind the sea, and already missed the salty breeze, the roar and hush of the waves braking and the sun filtering through the morning mists.
The pine forest that she had been walking through to the caldera looked pretty bland and still to her, and pine needles were sticking under her feet in her sandals.
But as she walked along the path though she spotted someone ahead.
He was tall and slim, and has she jogged to catch up she saw he had short but messy black hair, his skin was pale and his face angular with high cheek bones.
*ello!* she breathed, she wasnt that short but he really was tall.
*Are you eading to the Caldera?*
He nodded and she saw that he had bright intelligent blue green eyes. Pretty.
*Wha clan are you from?*
*Shari, keepers of knowledge and wisdom.* he spoke softly but clearly. He looked a bit sad to her, solum.
*Im from Clan Daelynn!*
He nodded as if he already knew.
*From the cliffs it would have been faster to walk down the west road.* He didnt say it in a snotty way, but a more tired way, or more in a way for useful advice.
*Really?* she said, cocking her head to the side. *I can read almost any map but we most travel by the stars since they don blow away.*
*What about clouds?* he asked inquisitively.
She shrugged.
*Thats when maps come in handy I guess.* she just then remembered that her mother and older brother would have been horrified at what she had said, giving away clan secrets they would say.

Yep, go ahead))

Thea|Vyrvrythan

Thea dippered her head respectfully as the Blood leader passed her, whispering the same words she knew he spoke to everyone of them.
When the girl beside her, Elysebeth, turned, her hand outstretched, to give her luck she studied the girl.
She was pretty but you could see just by her features that she wasnt full Vyrvrythan.
Her skin was lighter, freckles splattering her nose bridge, her golden eyes sharp matchher the runic tatto on one shoulder, matching the red geometric on the other. Her hair was full and thick and some curl, but a dark gold. In a way the girl looked quite opposite to herself, with her dark brown skin and thick dark curls, her build sturdy and strong, her eyes a brilliant dark red brown. She wore a sturdy simple black tunic with a red sash belt like a open wound around her middle, her own red tattoo could just be seen on her shoulder, but the circle with her family sigil had a darker red thunderhead with a spear.
Theas back was straight, her shoulders thrown back, as she shook her hand.
*May the battle me won.* her voice was smooth and rhythmicly deeper, reassuring yet strong and commanding.
She knew most disliked Elysebeth because of her split houses, but Thea had found when being trained with the girl that it wasnt that she didnt mind, but didnt care. She figured she was in this clan, so as long as she was loyal to it, then no reason to not have another fighter. She treated her like anybody else mostly if not a little indifferent, though she was stand offish a bit to most people.

For my ruk rider character I cant choose between these two photos, what do u think??

#1


Or #2 (these two pics r kinda the same)

Opps, Ping))