Macaron

Being born in Starfall Isles was both a blessing and a curse to Macaron. There she had a bunch of things to intrigue her curious mind but she had neither the will nor patience to actually sit and learn any one thing. In the long run she ended up spending most of her time playing pranks on the other Arcane dragons because she was curious as to how they’d react.
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One day when she was messing with an archaeologists telescope Macaron caught a glimpse at the dark forest of the tangled wood. The prank totally forgotten Macaron made her way to the mysterious forest to find out all the interesting things that could be hidden in the shadows.
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Zipping through the shadowy forest where trees claw at you with their branches and bramble nips at your ankles. Adrenalin corsed through Macarons veins for the first time in forever. She couldn't pinpoint what it was between it being a new and exciting place to the rumors that they'd always murmur at the Isles about the shady dragons that found this place home. All she knew was that this place exciting and that she wanted more!
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So when a large and intimidating Guardian asked if she wanted to join their Guild of Prickly Tricksters she just couldn't say no-

Occupation

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Mischief Maker? Horrible Influence?


Relations

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Olivie's pain in the Butt

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Iri's Best Friend

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An EXTREMELY big Annoyance toArcadia

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Erio's fellow Prankster~