Dragon-curassow air-elemental gathering up wind to knock some sense into a cheating boyfriend.

Dragon-peacock-pheasant of the element of consciousness. He wanders the earth, words of wisdom and insight falling off him like feathers from a moulting bird. Or so they say. 

Kung-Fu Galliforma, series two. Mixing it up a bit with Hindu/Buddhist elements - water, fire, earth, air, plus aether and consciousness.

A dragon-jungle-fowl water-elemental. He’s might look like some kind of trickster-punk, but is actually a skilled nephrologist with a most sympathetic bedside manner.

Maja, a baby quail-dragon earth elemental. She’s rather strong (“—and pretty and beautiful and talented and pretty, pretty, perfect!”) for her age, at least according to her parents. She’s bossy and has all the wisdom and knowledge of a four year old, which is very great, indeed.

She does have potential and one day she’ll be very strong, but you can probably beat her by distracting her with something shiny at her current age.

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Annnnnd DONE! I give myself a pat on the shoulder for finishing my project. That never happens. I must have done something right this time.

Lee, a Chinese monal-dragon dude. He’s one of a few non-elementals in a world where everyone can manipulate their surroundings to some degree. He used to bee bitter because of this, but these days he’s mostly bad-ass. Cock-a-doodle-doo, motherfucker!

Parter in crime with Ivan.

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Chinese monal pheasants are such beautiful birds. Have a look.

Ivan the dragon-capercaillie. He’s a wood elemental, but don’t give a fuck about no elemental shit and generally ignore his abilities in favour of fistcuffs. Motto: Come at me, bro!

He’s part one of a duo of violent douchebags.

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I remember one close encounter with a capercaillie. It was when I was about nine and we still kept chickens. Capercaillies have anger management issues and it being mating season, one of them finally snapped and went a bit postal. Instead of staying in the woods, fighting for the right to bonk some chick, he just roamed around the municipally, making a scratchy mess of people’s pant legs, cars and my cousins motor bike. When he finally got to our farm he chased away my cowardly (but very sweet) rooster, Susakk, and proceeded to rape all our hens. Or at least attempted to do so. Must have been a bit difficult co-ordinating body parts in that ‘roid rage of his.  

I imagine it must have been much like being mounted by an angry, horny sumo wrestler. A sumo wrestler speaking dot-click-click gibberish and with talons of death digging into your back. Capercaillies, man.

Dragon Satyr tragopan girl, one of a pair of twins of metal elementals. Gri and her brother have this two-bird act where they make daggers float in the air, then stab you in the neck with them. Hide your cutlery around these guys. 

Dragon-tragopan guy, one of a pair of twins of metal elementals. Bras and his sister have this two-bird act where they make daggers float, then stab you in the neck. Hide your cutlery around these guys. 

However, he is very slight so as long as there are no metal about you have a fair chance.  

Chen, a pheasant-dragon (crested fireback) guy in what has become a series of mine. He’s a water mage and often uses his powers for healing (you’re mostly water after all) and is very good at it. 

He has bad ankles and achy knees and is a bit of a coward, however, he’s still the nicest guy you’ll ever meet. Has a weakness towards most elements, but only because he thinks he does. 

Sonam is design-wise the flipside of Vaj; she bears the markings of the male crested partridge and is more of an upbeat and restless type. She’s decent with wind magic, but her strength lays more in her agility and abundance of energy. Weaknesses includes earth magic and math exams.

Vajra (Vaj for short), a crested partridge-dragon with the ability to manipulate fire and mad skills of inner calm. Water magic and Danish pastry are his weaknesses.

His markings are that of the female crested partridge because I love this trope.