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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
10.8 m
Wingspan
19.19 m
Weight
8932.75 kg
Genetics
Tomato
Clown
Clown
Crimson
Paint
Paint
Rust
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Guardian
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
8
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
The wolf of Wyrmwound.
As a hatchling, her parents had told her to not stray too far near the crater, but she refused to listen.
Lured in by the taunting voices, she found herself trapped at the mercy of the Plaguebringer's mutated children, other dragons that had suffered extreme changes from the exposure of diseases and other nasty ailments. In a panic, Daisy had turned to escape, but lost her footing, and fell into the disgusting well that was the Wyrmwound. Quickly pulling herself out of the crater she continued to run, fear overtaking the intense pain digging into her body.
She eventually reached a secluded area, fleshy vines blocking out the sunlight in a cage like effect, and collapsed. Her lungs were on fire. Her claws were battered and sore. Scales itchy and prickly. Everything went black.
She awoke sensing that something was wrong.
Weeks turned to months, months to years.
She was found one muggy morning very badly injured on the shores of the Gladeveins. Even though she was on death's door, she still managed to growl out what sounded like a warning to the scavenge party, her black matted fur reverberating from the sound.
As a hatchling, her parents had told her to not stray too far near the crater, but she refused to listen.
Lured in by the taunting voices, she found herself trapped at the mercy of the Plaguebringer's mutated children, other dragons that had suffered extreme changes from the exposure of diseases and other nasty ailments. In a panic, Daisy had turned to escape, but lost her footing, and fell into the disgusting well that was the Wyrmwound. Quickly pulling herself out of the crater she continued to run, fear overtaking the intense pain digging into her body.
She eventually reached a secluded area, fleshy vines blocking out the sunlight in a cage like effect, and collapsed. Her lungs were on fire. Her claws were battered and sore. Scales itchy and prickly. Everything went black.
She awoke sensing that something was wrong.
Weeks turned to months, months to years.
She was found one muggy morning very badly injured on the shores of the Gladeveins. Even though she was on death's door, she still managed to growl out what sounded like a warning to the scavenge party, her black matted fur reverberating from the sound.
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