My dragons:
Major Major Major Major. She is remarkable only in that she's is distinctly unremarkable.
Private Fussy Britches. She is rather finicky and is teetering right on the edge of anti-social. We can be 100% certain that when it is time for war to be waged, she will be firmly entrenched in the back of her cave, nervously nibbling on her reserves of decaying vegetable matter.
Admiral Bitchcakes. Her abrasive personality will make her slightly less popular among her comrades than Mike Hart was among his, but in aquatic-warfare, she is quite intimidating. Her mother was equally adept at wreaking havoc in the seas and was personally responsible for the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald on November 10, 1975. In fact, Admiral Bitchcakes' main goal in life is to hunt down Gordon Lightfoot and slaughter him for having the audacity to suggest that the tragedy was a result of natural causes. Godspeed, Gordo, for the witch of November is coming for you.
Colonel Audrey II Sanders. A vicious, nasty beast with an overwhelming taste for human blood and an equally consuming desire to kill, quarter, and fry chickens in a tasty blend of eleven ultra-top-secret spices. She was fed droplets of human blood as a young dragonlet and her appetite has grown terrifyingly as she has matured. The taste for human blood is nearly insatiable within her now and she will do anything in her power to lure victims near her nest. Approach Col. Audrey II Sanders at your own peril.
Newest additions:
Major Margaret "Hot Lips" Houlihan. Once a strict disciplinarian, Hot Lips is now a much more laid-back dragon-nurse, with a propensity for the drink and a reputation for a less-than-strict moral code. Her history of relationships with the male dragons in the squadron is a running joke in the camp, but she has learned to take the ribbing in stride.
Nurse Diesel. Once a strict disciplinarian, always a strict disciplinarian. Another nurse in the squadron, Nurse Diesel is not the sympathetic, nurturing nurse that Major Houlihan is, nor is she even remotely as attractive. Some would describe describe her as a miserable bitch. She is known for withholding fruit cups from those who arrive late for appointments with her, however, if you behave well, she may let you wear her underwear.
Ensign Pavel Chekhov. Not surprisingly, the red dragon is of Russian descent. Ensign Chekhov is a mild-mannered individual with a tendency to pronounce v's like w's. He is a very good officer, with his Achilles' heel being a paralyzing fear of ear worms. On one occasion, an attack was delayed when he was tardy for the take-off due to a last minute trip to Sergei's Club to purchase his bulk supply of de-worming medicine. He got no fruit cup that evening.