Kronus walks into the hall, his powerful wyvern body ducking the doorway to enter. His scales are a light amethyst hue at his stomach and slowly darkens while rising up toward his spine, which is lined with a dark silver strip. His wings are the darkest of purples, tinged with gold sparkles. Near his tail a stripe of silver can be seen coming from his stomach wrapping around his tail on both sides as he glides by. The silver can be seen running down the middle of his tail converging into one deep stripe. His one remaining emerald eye glaring at all, the scar on his face apparent. The twinkle in his eye shows an inner knowledge and wards away dangerous moves with a glance.

Kronus is not one I know much about. He keeps to himself and seen little. When he does come out to socialize he seems guarded and quiet. But give me a chance I will bring him out of his shell. Chuckle.

The wonderful dragon for Kronus was created by Malathar Kevin Palivec. Please gain permission before using this picture. His site is a must see in my book. His pages take a bit to load but definitely worth the wait. Kevin, Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!