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Cheyanne

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Umbra Wolf

Energy: 43/50

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

14.12 m

Wingspan

14.82 m

Weight

6623.65 kg

Genetics

Obsidian
Clown

Charcoal
Eye Spots

Beige
Underbelly

Hatchday

Jul 21, 2013
(10 years)

Breed

Adult
Guardian

Eye Type

Wind
Rare

Level 25 Guardian

Max Level

STR

129

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Biography

Cheyanne

Protector and Leader

This is clan is my Charge, but more than that, it's my family. There's nothing I won't do to protect it.

Cheyanne had always lived up to her breed's name, even when she was a young hatchling. She had a heart as big as the cloudless sky over the Windswept Plateau, and an urge to protect everything she took into it. Whenever she saw her friends or siblings fighting, she waded in to get between them. If she saw anyone being bullied by someone bigger, she jumped between them and the bully to stop it. She put fallen baby birds safely back into their nests, and even tenderly cared for an orphaned Umbra Wolf pup, the runt of the litter which had been abandoned by its mother.

It seemed perfectly natural to her that as soon as she got old enough, she would be trained as a warrior. She was already quite the scrapper, and barely a day went by when she didn't have some scrape or bruise from protecting someone who needed it. She wanted to be a real fighter though, battle trained and strong. She could use her skills to protect the ones she cared about, and it wouldn't matter how big the bullies were. So she went into training under her clan's most experienced warriors, who taught her how to use her claws, teeth, and magic, to look for an enemy's weak points, and to choose the best moment to strike.

However, once she was old enough to receive training, she was also old enough to begin to feel the pull of her Search. She stubbornly resisted it for some time, enough to at least complete her course of training, but no guardian can deny it forever. She knew she would need to leave her clan and find her own Charge and her own home. So she bid her friends and family a heartfelt goodbye, and set off, wandering across the Windswept Plateau in search of her Charge. The Umbra Wolf she had raised, no longer a little runt of a puppy but sleek and full grown, came with her, and kept her company. She could curl up and hide her face in her familiar's fur when she got homesick.

As she traveled, she still found opportunity to protect those in need. But she also learned not to just charge into a situation and pick a fight with the one who looked like the aggressor. She developed some skills as a peacemaker, offering herself as a neutral mediator, and learned that she could prevent fights and hostility just by talking. It seemed to her as useful a skill as her battle training had been. She had always had the courage to do what looked right, but as she traveled, she also learned wisdom that taught her what really was right.

One day, as she traveled along the outskirts of the Twisting Crescendo, a dangerous region home to a giant vortex, some sense for danger made her look more closely. She saw another dragon caught in it, bravely struggling to escape, but just as clearly growing tired. He was in danger of being swept deeper in, where unprepared dragons rarely emerged from. There was no time to think. She flung herself into the vortex as heedlessly as she'd flung herself into any other fight where someone needed her help against a bigger, tougher opponent. She called out as loudly as she could against the roaring winds, hoping that the tired dragon would hear her and take heart. “Don't give up! I'm coming!”

Her teacher had made her fight the winds before she had ever been allowed to face another dragon in battle. If she could outwit the winds, be agile enough to use their force to her own ends, and strong enough to battle through them, then she would be a worthy fighter indeed. That learning served her well now. She navigated the turmoil with expert grace and skill, letting the winds push her this way and that as long as it got her closer to her goal, saving her strength for the difficult push she knew was ahead. When she got close enough that she managed to seize his paw, he responded with what must be his last desperate burst of strength, flying as hard as he could where she led. She bolstered his strength with her own, flying ahead and battling the winds to create a slipstream he fly more easily in.

After what felt like an hour long battle, the two of them suddenly shot free of the vortex's pull, tumbling head over heels through the air as all the force that had been holding them back suddenly vanished. The two of them quickly landed, gasping for breath, with aching wings, and she got her first good look at him. Chrono's icy blue stripes and bright splashes of green made him look quite handsome, and there was a look of quiet dignity in his eyes that drew her. She had already admired the strength he drew out of himself to fight his way through the winds, but now... she felt a flutter in her chest. She had never battled side by side with someone quite like that, never flown with such perfectly matched wingbeats. She had never felt love at first sight either, but there's a first time for everything.

The two of them introduced themselves and, reluctant to leave each other's company, agreed to travel together when they realized they were each seeking their Charges. The more they got to know each other, the more the feelings shared between them grew into a fierce love and a dependable partnership. Cheyanne knew she had found her mate in Chrono, and she was determined that she would never want another. Neither of them had found their Charge yet, and while it might present challenges if they were far away or incompatible, she wasn't going to give up her love without a fight. She was determined that whatever happened, they would find a way to make it work.

When the two of them climbed over one last steppe, they found the lair of a clan they had never met before laid out in front of them. Hatchlings laughed and played, watched over indulgently by the adults, familiars frisked around them joining in the games, and a seafoam coated tundra watched over all with undeniable affection and pride. Her heart filled with joy, with warmly protective feelings and a sense that this, finally, was where she belonged and where she could put her skills to worthy use. She had finally found her Charge. When she looked at Chrono standing beside her, she saw his eyes light up, filled with the same affection and sense of duty she too felt. This clan was to be their Charge, and they would both watch over it and protect it together.

Chrono and Cheyanne have protected the clan ever since. The two of them even are Co-leaders of the clan with Nocti. The three of the work together as leaders to care for and provide for the clan. Cheyanne watches over the clan with all her courage and wisdom. She patiently mediates fights and arguments within the clan, keeping the peace and letting quarrelers part happy and satisfied rather than resentful and angry. She welcomes those who come to the clan with peaceful intent and friendship in their hearts, but she still stands ready to defend the clan, with all her fierce protective instincts and experience. Those who mean harm to anyone in the clan, from its dragons down to the smallest familiar, must be prepared to face this formidable lady in battle. But when there's no danger to to clan, she is cheerful and happy. Why wouldn't she be? She has a beloved mate, a wonderful clan, and a worthy Charge to protect. If that's not enough to bring her joy, what is?

If you've come to make trouble, you'd better get out of here. But if you've come with friendship in mind, we welcome you.

Bio template by @Mibella, find it here.

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