Luka
(#19292720)
Level 1 Wildclaw
Familiar
Downy Fox Rat
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Male Wildclaw
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.78 m
Wingspan
5.13 m
Weight
409.17 kg
Genetics
Flint
Basic
Basic
Grey
Butterfly
Butterfly
Ginger
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Wildclaw
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
⇻ Luka
WC - Basic/Butterfly/Stained - Dark Sclera
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He was abandoned as a babe; left for whatever to dine on him. It wasn't his fault he was born under a full moon, the priestess pulling him from the remnants of his mother, instantly recognizing the otherness in the depths of his eyes; the fact he cried as every newborn baby tends to, only for fur to sprout through his skin like waves. No, none of it was his fault but it didn't change the outcome. Cursed, seemed to be the whispered word that shuddered through the gathered crowd before they dispersed like smoke.
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He squirmed against the autumn leaves littering the forest floor, a chill seeping through his fur. A whine, working it's way into a whimper came from his small chest, itching it's way up his throat in a pitiful plea; calling, but for who? Needing, but for what?The wind seemed to dance against the trees, carrying the scent of other, of fur and wild. a soft hoot in the distance announced a predator on the hunt; though instinctively he knew it must be quite a ways away, he still froze, his small muscles tensing as he registered himself prey. He had no sense of time, no sense of space or his surroundings aside from what he laid upon and the way the chilly air caressed through his soft fur. The wind seemed to whisper of release, if only he would rest - the soft sounds of nightlife were lulling him into it's embrace of slumber. He was so cold... |
He felt the vibrations before he heard them, soft yips greeted his ears as he was surrounded by the smells of wild fur. Something moist pressed against him, shoving at him, a much stronger whine leaving the throat from the beast nosing him. He worked up what energy he could, a rasping whimper of greeting, his own response of 'I'm here,' There was a growl from close by, and the one above him responded with a snapping of their jaws, he could feel the warmth radiating from them. The vibrations that hummed through their chest in warning, the soft rasp of paws as the beast shifted to have the pup between them. A chuffing sound, followed by a sneeze as another snout nosed him, hot air gusting over him before pulling back - he cried out the best he could, panic settling into him; 'Don't leave me!' seemed to race through him. He didn't have any need to panic though for the wolf who first found him curled around him, nosing him till he was secure against her warm stomach; the chill of the night had no chance. Her fur was plush, warmth radiating from her much bigger body, he accepted his savior. Breathing in the scents of fur, of home. |
⇻ Art
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