Sequitur
(#20591087)
Level 1 Tundra
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.24 m
Wingspan
3.41 m
Weight
309.66 kg
Genetics
Shadow
Iridescent
Iridescent
Leaf
Shimmer
Shimmer
Aqua
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Tundra
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Biography
Mate: Familiar: Hoards: |
Sequitur - Follower of the Moon Determined | Loyal | Dependable The moon hangs overhead, bright and full. It's gleaming light is casted down upon the sea of a thousand currents. Its image has become distorted due to the choppy shore, but none less beautiful. Under the moons watchful gaze, something begins to stir just below its image. A mass of oily slick fur begins to trudge out of the dark depths. The fur remains dripping and waterlogged as beads of water bead up and drip from the wooly fur. Green wings splay out from either sided of the mass, dry as the deserts sand and gleaming much like the moons glow. The fur is broken down the middle by a smooth underside of glimmering skin. The color of which is a very similar blue to that of the sea on a sunny day. But the sun is not here. The moon is out. The moon is the one that rules over this land for now. The furry form lifts her head, giving the appearance of an oversized tundra with heavy fur. Water continues to drop from the oily fur, and shows no sign of stopping. The tundra makes no move to shake the water from her fur either. Her gaze leads upward, dark blue eyes meeting what had awoken her for the first time. The moon. The moon hangs overhead. Large and full. It captivates the tundra, and it appears the two are holding a conversation with only minute gestures. A shift in the tundra stance, a fluff of her wings, or a curt nod of her head. The tundra and the moon must have sat there for hours, as the dawns growing sun had begun to rise as the moon started to fall. The tundra grew anxious, showing her first real emotion. The moon was leaving, falling, disappearing. It's light had dimmed, the sun's own Rays having taken over. The moon sinks lowers, darkly shared trees grasping at it on the horizon. Through the shaded trees the moons rays reach towards the tundra, like hands reaching to draw her in. With one glance towards the sea she had emerged from, if only to have an image of the land she emerged from, the tundra set forth into the dark fogged land to follow the moon. After all, the moon has lead her thus far, and the moon haven't lead her astray yet. Bio by rororat |
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Exalting Sequitur to the service of the Windsinger will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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