Gender: Male
Species: Malakine's Dragon
Age: Adolescent (6 years)

Height: 8 ft
Weight: 197 pounds

Pelt color: Light brown with black markings
Eye color: Blue



Mother: Texala
                Deceased
Father: Rafion
              Deceased
Guardian: None

Friends: n/a
Enimies: n/a
Fear for: n/a

Past riders: None
Current rider: No one

Mated with no female.
No crushy wushy.
No paternal ties. 


Personality: Typically hyper and running about, this little tike has an issue with staying concentrated for too long. Kleco tends to be rather loving in his pup years, though when encountered with strange or scary things, he can tend to get defensive and aggressive due to his lack of a guardian to protect him from danger. He still has a habit of crying out for his mother even though she is dead, which tends to ward off larger predators in fear a mother or father dragon will come to protect its pup.

Likes: Shiny, reflective things. Eating berries, birds, squirrels, bugs. Horses (even though they don't tend to like him). Curling up on other, larger animals. Being scratched behind the ear. Swimming/Flying. Fire. 

Dislikes: Being approached quickly (tends to react violently). Bears. High pitched noises (only certain ones). Paws being held/touched.


BACKGROUND. 

     Born deep within the woods of the mountains, Kleco's mother kept him well guarded and protected while she raised him. For the first year of his life, if was just Kleco and his mother, Texala. She taught him to swim, and dipped onto the topic of flying a bit. Though, with the sudden growing threat of larger, more danger dragons entering the area, Texala tried migrating her and her young son deeper into the woods and away.

     During this, Rafion, Kleco's father, showed up into his life. He came to protect both him and his mother from the larger dragons that were moving into their lands most likely looking for refuge against the humans that were said to be in their own lands and hunting them. Being so young, Kleco didn't understand the large dragons were a threat to him since he was such a small animal, a quick snack to pick off. So, a little after turning two years old, the wee dragon wandered off and found a larger drake, and of course, couldn't resist the urge to cuddle up on top of the creature.

     When the beast woke, he wasn't too fond of the ball of fur suddking against his wing. So he snapped at the youth, but young Kleco started crying for his mother. The drake panicked, knowing a mother or father was going to come, and shook the wee lad off, growling at him. And before Kleco knew it, mommy and daddy were smashing into the large beast to protect their little fur ball of terror. Texala shooed Kleco to run, which he did. 

     A few months of waiting for mom and dad at the nest full of constant crying and calling, and Kleco knew they weren't coming home. After a few days, he left the nest and eventually got himself lost amongst the trees. And with no sense of direction yet, he wandered closer to where humans were, but he stayed fairly deep in the woods, which kept him from the strange beings. Even now, when in danger, he tends to cry out for his mother in hopes maybe she'd come, or daddy would come. The cries tend to ward off larger predators from the fear an angry mother will come kill them if they touch her baby, so it has kept him rather safe despite having no guardian, parent, or care taker. 

     Now he roams around, eating birds, bugs, fish, and whatever a baby dragon can get his furry paws on. His sense of curiosity sometimes lands him in trouble, but he tends to get himself out of sticky situations without serious injury, for now.



(Dont mind the screwed up legs please. :l )