Ringo
(#12833230)
Velvet against your skin, silver on your tongue.
Familiar
Fire Sprite
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Female Guardian
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
16.68 m
Wingspan
16.55 m
Weight
8921.48 kg
Genetics
Maroon
Iridescent
Iridescent
Blood
Shimmer
Shimmer
Maize
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 2 Guardian
EXP: 243 / 641
STR
10
AGI
6
DEF
8
QCK
10
INT
5
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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the fires you create are always blue: unusual, cold, and ethereal. something wicked comes this way.
✩✩✩ "I hate it," she says one day, looking at her perfectly manicured nails with spots of broken gems used as decoration. She clicks her tongue and then looks at her other hand. They're so identical and immaculate that it's hard to tell the difference. "I hate it." Ringo doesn't wait. She takes her umbrella from the corner and spreads it open inside, in front of the foreign clan's emissary. They gawk at her, spluttering, disbelieving, how dare she, but she fits the umbrella's handle over her shoulder and walks out. Clan politics are more suited to their matriarch, with her friendly eyes with those hidden edges behind them like they've seen a thousand lives, a thousand fires all snuffed out. "It's disgusting," she says once more. But her feet stop halfway across the clan clearing away from the guest house and her pupils slide to the side of her face like she's trying to look back. The foreign emissary barely steps out in a fit of barely controlled rage and Ringo smiles. "This clan!" they cry, and Ringo grins. "This clan is f—!" She turns her head and gives them a smile, her eyes all sparkling like jewels and red, red rubies. She pushes one edge of her perfect manicure into her bottom lip, feigning innocence. "Emissary," she says, all sweet saccharine like honey that drips from her lips. "Emissary, it is disrespectful. I will have to tell your clan about your cursing on our sacred ground." "Disrespectful—" I hate it, she says. It's disgusting, she says. But how can she—how can she say it, her eyes like a predator and her finger curled in her hair—how can she truly say she hates clan politics, when she revels in the hunt so much? |
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The Diplomat ...... Basic Information Height: 6' (183cm) Weight: 150lbs (68kg) Western Zodiac: Taurus Likes: steamed bamboo, court politics, games of intelligence Dislikes: cats, the sun |
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