Anzu
(#20628065)
Level 1 Wildclaw
Familiar
Centaur Archer
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Male Wildclaw
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.17 m
Wingspan
7.54 m
Weight
465.64 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Cherub
Cherub
Maroon
Peregrine
Peregrine
Stonewash
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Wildclaw
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
8
AGI
9
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
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A N Z U - Scribe - - Visionary - - Writer - 
A scribe writing the history for the Crystal Toadstool, Anzu was found unconscious in the woods as an adolescent. He won't ever speak about where he's from or how he ended up in the Foxfire Brambles, even though this is incredibly crucial for the Toadstool to know, considering he was found after writing the story of how Sinhtgunt and Woden were brought to the clan...
He indulged himself in the untamed wilds of the Foxfire Brambles.
Clutching his scarf as he wandered deeper into the woods, his flesh was torn by the thorns engulfing his body. He knew he should be dying - but he felt so, so, so alive. He ran aimlessly through the Brambles, occasionally yowling when he was particularly injured by a stray thorn, but he could barely feel it anymore. His scarf was the only thing keeping him on Sorineth right now, attached to the world at all. After a long time of purposeless movement, he came across an outcropping of boulders. Large, flat, smooth - left in the forest by ancient earthquakes, perhaps? He wouldn't know. He knows nothing. He thinks he knows everything. A quick slash with a blackberry stem opened a wound on his leg. He pressed his hands on top of the cut, letting the glittering blood soak his scales and feathers. He then wrapped his scarf around the wound to keep it from bleeding further - he wasn't sure if it would work. Blood just soaked into the fabric and stained it with an uncomfortable red shade. He used his claws as brushes, writing letter after letter, word after word, onto the towering boulders. Was he actually writing anything? He wasn't sure. He thought he was. He awoke in the trunk of a fallen tree. He could smell pine - he was pretty sure he was still in the Foxfires. It was dark, except for the soft glow of luminescent fungi and insects - still far too dark for him to see properly, especially with his head aching so much. Looking at any sort of light hurt his eyes. "Who are you?" A voice called out to him from places unknown - probably the shadows of the log, he reasoned. It was at this point he realized his scarf was missing, replaced with a bandage on his leg. "I asked you a question, stranger..." They did not sound aggressive, surprisingly enough. "...Anzu," he answered, hesitantly. "My name is Anzu. Where's my scarf?" Glittering talons reached out from a shadow - exactly the opposite direction that he was expecting- and tossed him a cleaned and mended scarf. "Where are you from, Anzu?" "Unimportant." "How did you know about us?" The voice got a bit tougher with him. "I don't know what you mean..." He cowered, cuddling into his scarf. "On the boulder - you wrote about us..."
bio by @frillshark 61419.
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