Jump In Fantasy RP

(Can my character be a dragon who can take humaniod form?)

Most of my characters are male, but I could look for a female one ;v;
just gimme a min haha))

(sorry for poofing. My chaaracter is gay, I hope that's okay)

Aoife was by the river in her humaniod form, but she couldn't have looked futher from human. Her hair was short, but there were deep royal horns peaking out of her skull and curling slightly around her head before finish into a point. Her arms were scaled and although she wore no clothes, her entire body was covered in scales, hiding anything that a human may have. She turned slightly, lifting her head to the air, scenting something nearby.

(I just noticed something. Both of our icons are UT based monsters and they are completey the opposite in elements. My icon has powers relating to ice.)

Aoife sniffed a bit, making a bit of annoyed huffing sound. She shuffled through the water and out, over to where sme clothes were drying over a fire. She started putting them on, her eyes never leaving the water as she stared intensely.

(Undertale? Is your charcater based of Grillby?)

She wore a leather tunic stitched together with bright silver thread. There were scales also stitched onto the leather. It was lined with the fur of some kind of animal. Aoife sat down by the fire, stretched her arms up, yawned and shifted into her dragon form. She shifted again into a laying position and stared out at the river. 4

(Computer is going to die soon)

Aoife turned her head towards where she kept her foodstorage. "You are aware that that is brimstone, correct?" She asked seriously, staring at where her food was. Brimstone wasn't exactly nutritious but it kept her going until she was able to find some real food.
Aoife wasn't a very big dragon really, much like a Clydesdale horse. Her scales were silver and her underbelly was purple. In her dragon form she had two sets of horns, the other one curled downwards from the other one, but it was still sharp. She had a mans of black hair that went down along her spine. Her tail had a small spade on the end of it.

Aoife put her head down and shifted so she was laying on her side, looking somewhat like a bored cat. "I don't really know what you are, but I don't attack unless attacked, and if you're trying to steal my food, there would be nothing there forth eating, unless you're a dragon too, and I haven't ever smelt a dragon like you before."

Aoife let out a small chuckle. "Live in brimstone? It's Sulfur. If you butry for way into that you'll likely either suffocate or when I move it. It's very viable to heat so it may not be in your best interest to live in there." She tilted her head, now witting up. "I do have an old basket that I used to use for fish. You can have that if you want it."

Aoife smiled, though it was more out of amusement than anything. "Are you sure about that?" She asked, flicking her tail slightly as she stared at him. He was too small for her to really get a read on his expression, but she could see where he was.

Aoife laughed, throwing her head back with a flick of her mane as she laughed. "You're adorable." She said while snickering. She stepped over closer to the pile of Brimstone and bent down so that she was closer to him. She could just barely make out his face from here. "If you don't want a fishy basket, would my head suit you?" She bent her head down closer to she was nearly touching him with her snout.

"Is she a....Dragon!?" Jack would tremble with fear thinking back to the stories he's heard of dragons and their ruthlessness. 

"M-maybe I can kill it!" Jack would unsheathe his bow and aim it at the dragon trying to not get seen he'd pull back and fire..... it would completely miss. "..."