After a quick workout day in a local gym, Ralus went back to the locker rooms to change. But in his gym bag, someone left a note.

'Meet me outside. Signed, a "friend"'.

The quotes were a little suspect, but the gold dragon naively thought it might just be a fan of his, no doubt wanting an autograph as usual. Figuring this fan would want to see him in all his muscled glory, Ralus stayed in his workout gear (read: his MMA trunks) and went outside to greet this individual. But no one was there. Ralus even checked the back of the gym, yet still nothing.

Suddenly, a blur of purple swooped in from the roof of the gym, landing a surprise midair roundhouse at the unsuspecting dragon. Ralus slammed into the outer wall of the gym, groaning, but he spun around just in time to deflect the next powerful kick. A black-and-white feathered eagle was the one responsible, and he didn't show any signs of stopping. Ralus couldn't help but shake off a feeling of familiarity, but that thought didn't stick. It was a battle of survival now. One that Ralus quickly found himself on the losing side of. This eagle's aerial superiority easily overwhelmed the dragon, kicks slamming him faster than he could guard against, and in all sorts of irregular directions too.

The eagle successfully landed one last crushing kick, sandwiching the dragon's face between the wall and sharp talons. Ralus weakly slumped down, barely able to fight back. And the succeeding stomp to his battered abs finished the job, defeating the dragon in this sudden brawl. The eagle left with some parting words, and the dragon could only gasp for air as his phoenix regeneration started to kick in. Who was this eagle? Could it be...?

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Yep, I've got a sixth OC coming! Instead of just dumping his ref sheet here, I thought it might be fun to soft-introduce him by having him beating up my sona. Certainly a stylish way to kick off a hopeful string of future appearances, right? More details about this eagle will be coming soon, so look forward to that!