Talia is a stunning teal colour, a mixture of deep green and sapphire blue. Her whole body is coated in shimmering, turquoise scales that glitter under the rays of the sun. When her scales are polished, they reflect light as a mirror would, and she seems to gleam brightly in the daylight, and even faintly under the light of the moon. Her colour is not very common for a dragon of her kind, who more than often are seen with darker colours that help them blend into their surroundings rather than sticking out.

Though she is not fully grown, Talia is fairly tall, standing perhaps at the shoulder of a full grown man. She will mature to be a bit taller than a large horse, the ideal size for riding. Talia is kept slim with exercise, flying to stretch her ever growing wings, which span much longer than the length of her body. Her wings are perhaps the most vulnerable area of her body, with thin membranes that stretch between long finger-like bones, the same teal colour as her body, though dulled down the slightest bit in shade.

Talia has a pretty, feminine quality to her head. Her eyes are large, and gleam in a coppery colour with an almost cat-like quality to them. Her head is stream lined coming to a sharp beak-like point at the tip of her nose, where a long red tongue is concealed. Talia's tail is long and pointed in the same fashion. She has exactly eight soft spikes down her neck, which is long and flexible.

Talia is a mischievous creature, with a sense of humor. Although she can not speak with words, the expressions on her face and the moods she often emits are enough to give off that impression. Though she doesn't get in trouble as often as she had as a younger dragon, Talia still creates havoc amungst the workers of the stables. Some appreciate this, and are able to laugh with her, while others scorn and become angered. It is these people that she often deals the worst of her pranks to, much to the amusement of her fellow dragons.

Still being young, Talia is a very playful creature. Most things for her are fun and games, though she does have sense to know when enough is enough, and seriousness is needed. She can be fairly sensible when it is required of her, though she really would prefer to avoid serious situations altogether. She tends to be rather care-free and often forgets to think what the consequences of her actions could be. She's a very absent-minded dragon.

Patience has never been something that Talia excelled at. She is often so full of energy, that remaining still for any period of time is out of the question. Waiting is another situation that she tends to try and avoid - but has learned quickly that it can not always be avoided. There are times when she needs to exercise patience, and this is what always gets her into trouble with her trainers, who seem to lose all of their patience when they work with her.

Talia is very brave, and very loyal. Once she realizes that you are her friend, and that she can trust you, she will be loyal for life. She considers friendship something sacred, and this is one thing that she will be very serious about. Even if it comes to fighting, battles and death, she will stand up for her friends and alliances no matter the cost. She's very friendly and trusting by nature, but with this comes a certain ignorance of the world that could lead her into trouble. Innocence isn't always a good thing.

Once, there lived a dragon, who's name is still unknown till this day. She was nothing out of the ordinary; deep green scales, and just as other Katta Dragons, was the size of a large horse. She lived free, without the over controlling wrath of the two-legged who were known as Humans. She lived with a small group of dragons, who would all hunt, sleep and eat together as a family. Their home was in a valley, flanked on either side by thick forest. A stream cut through the center, one that offered fresh water all year round. On the west side, caves were located, that offered shelter for sleeping, and from terrible weather. They had never needed to use the caves to hide, because there were no enemies that threatened their existence.

But, this was all to change.

It had been mid-autumn. The air was crisp, the leaves all a dazzling rainbow of oranges, reds and yellows. It appeared like the mighty dragon had lit all the tree-tops on fire.
The earth was dry, but the dragons were content to drink from the stream, who's water was icy cold and clear.
The green dragon, and her mate (who was a rare, stunning sapphire blue colour), had produced an egg a while back. The egg was a deep teal colour. The egg was not expected to hatch for some time, as the tiny dragon fetus was no doubt still forming. She was a patient dragon, as most tend to be, and her and her mate waited eagerly for the arrival of their child.

But this was not to be.

They had sensed that something was wrong, long before they had seen the humans. Though all were wary, they had gone about their daily lives as though everything were normal.
The first human appeared on the east side of the clearing, running across the opening at a plodding speed, that was perhaps considered quick to a human.
No one was sure how it had next happened, though the humans new. While the dragons had been distracted, one arrow had been loosed, one dragon had fallen to the ground, and one egg had disappeared.

The humans, a small group of four, had traveled with the egg to a nearby City. It was here that they disposed of it, and left a fair amount richer than they had been before. Dragon eggs were considered quite valuable, and one of such a rare colour had been eagerly purchased by a breeding stables.
It was there that Talia was born, when the teal egg cracked open. She had emerged, a tiny creature, who had been curious from the start. She was a shimmering teal from head to toe, with tiny wings sprouting from her shoulder blades. Her face was well defined, with large eyes and a pointed nose.

Talia was always a bit of a trouble maker, and was always playful. Whenever she got a chance, she would get into brawls with other young dragons, or would stalk the stable's cat, who learned that its claws left no mark on the small dragon's scales.
Her handlers learned to like her, and she to like them, for it was from their hands that she was given food, and attention.
She began to grow into a young, and beautiful dragon, who showed great potential in life.

Though many people regret that they need to sell the spunky young dragon, many await her departure with impatience, for she often causes trouble among their ranks. She is now in the stables, awaiting a potential owner.