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Viper

(#17926856)

Level 1 Skydancer

Familiar

Armored Greatowl

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

4.21 m

Wingspan

3.97 m

Weight

393.48 kg

Genetics

Ice
Iridescent

Beige
Facet

Beige
Glimmer

Hatchday

Oct 26, 2015
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Skydancer

Eye Type

Light
Common

Level 1 Skydancer

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

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T H E M E
V I P E R

Forgive me father for I have sinned

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A small wooden platform raised on four stilts overlooked the icy expanse. The edge of the world, the edge of transformation. White and gray angrily whipped against it, but the structure refused to be budged. Standing with her nose pointed due north was a dragon of sandstone, marble, and gold. She squinted into the blizzard, and turned around. There was a door frame, but no door; an entrance with no room. Before she could lay down to sleep, she felt something warm trickling past her chin. Her paw went to her face, and when it drew away, it was reddened. She howled, but it was stolen by the storm long before it could’ve reached anyone’s ears.

Her claws began to lengthen, eyes to bulge, and horns to curl out of control. Like twisting thorns, they reached down and wrapped around her neck. Teeth hung outside of her mouth similar to a crocodile’s, and the mold on her paws crawled up her whole body; bathing her brown with rotten splotches of ink black. Her mouth was wrapped like a mummy, with beaten linen.

When she walks, she swings her hips in such an exaggerated, drawn out motion that her tail slithers across the floor from her right paw all the way back to her left. Her steps were long and curious, as if she was the first to wake up in the lair. With shining, golden pupils that illuminated whatever shadows there were before her and raised them to pure white; she stepped through the door frame.

Manifesting out of a swarm of ants, the demon stepped onto the cold pavement in a darkened alleyway. Her searchlight eyes mercilessly sliced it apart, as she seeked the warm glow of a family home; and she found it. A small, blue house with sunflowers in the front yard beckoned to her. The lights were out but it was apparent that the fire had not been put out. It crackled quietly, and someone was turning the pages of a book before it; reading to the orange glow.

Somewhere inside her chest, her soul was clenching her heart, begging it to not allow her to go onwards. Despite what Viper desired, the demon would do what it needed to keep itself fed.

Slinking up the path made of pebbles, and past the fountain that hissed and gurgled, the demon got closer to the front door. But it passed, turning a sharp left. Its claws dug into the side of the house, leaving deep groove marks all the way to where they stopped: by the window. A drawn breath, licked lips. Knuckles white under tightly fastened bandages, and the pane sliding out of the way to make room for an entering body. The light splashed on the scar that dribbled down her face, and the hatchling within the room hadn’t stirred to see.

“Run! Please! The demon’s going to-” Viper yelled, but stopped, as always; realizing it was pointless. A hoarse throat in her normal form was not worth screaming at no-one to run. She had the front seat, but not the controls. Watching a murder through the eyes of a killer, unable to prevent the events.

A paw wrapped around the hatchling’s throat, and it flailed about in the demon’s grip for a minute before passing out cold. A bluish tint rose to his scales, and his book was left open at page 48. The demon’s mold began to return to her paws as the hatchling became nothing but a blackened corpse; her strange features shrinking and searchlight eyes switching off.

When Viper awoke again, she was back on the platform. Sometimes she left and visited a small Clan in which resided those who trusted her, though whenever she did, she felt the pangs of guilt.

Because she knew if she told the demon she loved them very, very much; they would rot.

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Biography written by NightRising
Biography layout by Zarane

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