This chapter was more written to help myself straighten everything out.

MoeDex file: Traditional Dragons

Dragons have longs lives and have a huge connection to history. There are often humans clans and dragon clans that are inseparable in terms of identity. Many dragons will bond themselves to younger relatives of their aged trainers. Evolution is a long process that should not be taken for granted.


Moemon: Dratini

Type: Dragon

Hair Color: Blue, teal, cyan, magenta.

Eye Color: Blue

Ability: Shed Skin, Marvel Scale

Height: 5' 4"

Breast Size: 28C

Features:

Info: Dragniti are rather weak and may not age well if they fail to evolve before reaching physical maturity. They reach adulthood at about 22.

Moemon: Dragonair

Type: Dragon

Hair Color: Blue, teal, cyan, magenta.

Eye Color: Blue

Ability: Shed Skin, Marvel Scale

Height: 6' 10"

Breast Size: 30I

Features: Small horn

Info: Dragonair's arua can change the weather depending on it's mood. It may take many years of battle and a harem for a Dragonair to evolve.

Moemon: Dragonite

Type: Dragon/ Flying

Hair Color: Blue, teal, cyan, magenta.

Eye Color: Blue

Ability:Inner Focus, Multiscale

Height: 6'10"

Breast Size: 34O

Features: Anttenia, Small horns, Wings

Info: Dragonite are powerful flyings and the consumer a lot of energy.


Moemon: Bagon

Type: Dragon

Hair Color: Blue, teal, red.

Eye Color: red

Ability: Rock Head, Sheer Force

Height: 5' 4"

Breast Size: 30DD

Features:

Info: Bagon is much more aggressive than dratini and will commonly be found smashing boulders. They reach adulthood at 24 and 26 for females and males, respectively.

Moemon: Shelgon

Type: Dragon

Hair Color: Blue, teal, red.

Eye Color: red

Ability: Rock Head, Sheer Force

Height: 5' 9"

Breast Size: 34H

Features:

Info: Shelgons are rather sluggish and heavy.

Moemon: Salamence

Type: Dragon/ Flying

Hair Color: Blue, teal, cyan, magenta.

Eye Color: Blue

Ability:Intimidate, Moxie

Height: 6'8"

Breast Size: 34Q

Features: Wings

Info: Dragonite are powerful flyings and the consumer a lot of energy.


Moemon: Latias

Type: Dragon/ Flying/ Psychic

Hair Color: Red, pink, blonde.

Eye Color: Yellow, Pink, Red

Ability: Unique and varied

Height: 8' 8"

Breast Size: Legendary C

Features: Wings from lower back, feathered ears

Info: Latias has many abilities, such as blend light to change her appearance. Each Latias have an unique set of psychic powers, although they tend to be more empathically based on average than Latios. The average Latias is smarter than 97% of humans. They reach adulthood at 28.

Moemon: Latios

Type: Grass

Hair Color: Blue, teal, brown

Eye Color: Blue, Red, bright blue.

Ability: Unique and varied

Height: 9' 4"

Features: Wings from lower back, feathered ears

Info: Latias can create finely crafted and detailed images that he can inject into other's minds. Most Latios qualify as math genius but the set of abilities they gain may be not well rounded. They reach adulthood at 31.


Haerhirpous and I walked down the gray castle halls, with me counting steps and mentally reciting every turn. The older Latios put his hand on my shoulder.

"What do you think of the interior of my castle?" Haer asked.

"It's very impressive. I've seen quite a few impossible paths so far," Sheiaral commented. "This pretty much proves your father's theories. Quite a few hypergonal laws may have been proven. Am I on another plane of existence?"

"It's a infinitesimally different plane from our own. Please turn around, Sheiaral." The hallway behind them was no more. There was just a wall.

"Wow, impressive feature you have here. So much for remembering the traps. Do you plan to have your way with me?" Sheiaral asked.

Haerhirpous jumped back. "Sheiaral, I don't." He looked to the side. "That's a joke?"

Sheiaral put her hand around his waist. "Relax. I know you're with a friend."

"Sheiaral, you're married."

Well, the genius can't figure out that my marriage with Maoirous was a fake. The blood relation was something that could be guess. It was pure honor, without entertaining the notion of intimacy in private. Even the elder Latios may produce a more fertile union.

I may have been better to keep quiet. Who knows what else passes over his head. It was an occasional curse of some Latios.

"I'm still a Latias. Latias should alway be there for Latios."

"That's a nice notion. You do seem to try to live as you think you should. It's something you have in common with you mother," Haer said.

"And my sister?" I queried.

"She never talked to me more than five minutes. A tour is an idea she would never entertain. It's funny. Men are always interested in traveling the maze of height-width,deep, infinitesimals incursions, and non-euclidean turns. Every Latios seems to gain a headache in an attempt to comprehend the paths. You?"

It was interesting in the sense that the Latios did understand and know every brick of the hypergonal castle his father started. It seems that my sister didn't give Haer the same treatment other Latios get. "I realize that I'm beaten. I am you your mercy. Entertain me as you please."

"Well, I thought you might have wanted to wander the halls."

"Is there a dance hall?"

"Well, yes. There are a few things left over from some past experiments." He said.

I took his hand. "Lead me there."

"Okay, it's not that far." He lead me through some corners. "So, are you going to stay for the cannon demonstration?"

In addition to being confusing on the inside, Haer's theory also states that the exterior wall's strength can be increased one-hundredfold easily. How strong the wall are exactly is still a secret.

"Of course. Viariaos's Bombard is especially interesting to me. It's somehow ridiculous to be attacking our own castle though. He's really obsessive about weaponry. You very confident to accept his challenge."

"You're mistaken. I challenged him. I called my castle wall impenetrable. He cannon was already called the unstoppable force. This, must, happen."

"Owh. It's almost philosophical. I see what you mean. Still, deflecting isn't technically stopping."

"I'm personally hoping for a disintegration." He lead me into the main dance hall, emerging around a pillar. It was gray bricks mostly, a wood floor, and a crystalline ball below the sunroof. "Here it is. I haven't decorated this place."

"Yes, this place does need a woman's touch I think. Too much gray. You know about Rebella. She's pretty tall for a gardevoir, and she's single. She'll make a great stewardess."

"Umm, yes. I didn't know she would be interested in the job. She's still kind of short."

"Dianaithia? She's beautiful and quite tall."

"I don't know of her," Haer said.

"Breadmaker's daughter. She's a rapidash who recently evolved."

Haer's eye went to the side as he tried to remember. "I haven't seen her recently. Could you show me."

I turned the light around me into the image of the woman. I turn and walked, swaying my hips.

"You have put a lot of detail into this," Haerhirpous noted. "You were planning this from the start. I must admit she does look stunning. Do you think she'll be okay with with a visit?"

"You got to try. I don't want to see you alone not time I visit. Now, dance with me like you would dance with her." He grab my hand and put his other on my waist. "Don't be shy."