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Anoa

(#24476763)

Level 25 Wildclaw

Familiar

Silt Wolf

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

6.97 m

Wingspan

8.66 m

Weight

628.67 kg

Genetics

Copper
Falcon

Copper
Alloy

Orange
Glimmer

Hatchday

Jun 12, 2016
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Wildclaw

Eye Type

Ice
Common

Level 25 Wildclaw

Max Level

STR

126

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

none

Biography

And Knowing Is Half The Battle wrote:

Dicyanoacetylene burns in oxygen with a bright blue-white flame at a temperature of 5260 K (4990 °C, 9010 °F), which is the hottest flame of any known chemical reaction. - Wiki Source

Art by Valishtu/8943

Adoptable by A9X/311244

Anoa couldn't recall how old she had been when she ran away from home, but she could call to mind the reasons all too vividly. She remembered she was too young to be on her own and thus found herself thrust into a survive-or-die situation. She hadn't learned much from her parents, and she understood that much of what she had learned wasn't right, so she couldn't even trust what she knew. It was a lot to take in for a small being.

At first it was barely a life. She ate things not fit for consumption, stole frequently, and was often caught and punished. She was paranoid and had nightmares any time she finally got a bit of sleep. Not to mention she lacked a great deal of communication skills or general interaction with others.

But there came a point when she realized how hardy she was. She was growing and every day was a learning experience. She picked up bits of different languages as she moved from town to town. She learned to read body language and facial reactions. She grew keenly aware of the unsaid and in response, she learned to hide. She wiped her face of expressions and found herself able to move about unseen in plain sight. She learned to barter and often traded hard work for lessons as well as food and shelter. Slowly, as the years passed, her confidence grew, and her nightmares faded.

The older she got, the more Anoa found herself yearning for companionship. She hadn't ever made lasting friendships or stayed in one place for too long, but part of her needed to stop moving. To pick a home and be there. To be seen and recognized and greeted. Things she saw in her travels but had never had herself grew in importance until she started the daunting task of choosing a Clan to belong to.

Anoa had contracted herself out for the day and was taking lunch at a local gathering area when she first met Cadence . She disliked him immediately. He was flirtatious, flashy, and called far too much attention to himself. Unluckily for Anoa, her immediate distaste for him seemed to single her out and he approached her. While she was attempting to avoid him, she caught sight of another Dragon, though it was very difficult. Every time she looked at him, she immediately found herself uninterested and it was an act of sheer willpower to keep her focus on him. As she stood there fighting her internal battle, he approached and said simply, "Come," as he passed. Ignoring Cadence completely, she followed the other Dragon.

Adoptable by ThirtyOne/57754

Though she followed him immediately, she barely caught sight of him as he disappeared from view. She made to follow him when a large muscular male stepped in her way. "Yokunen says you're looking for a Clan."

It was a statement, not a question and, confused by the whole experience, Anoa simply nodded, trying to look behind the male to catch sight of Yokunen again.

Art by biskitten/187301

The male seemed unphased. "We have paid the dues on your contract, so you are released from it. Come." And with that, he, too, turned to leave. Lost for words, Anoa stood there a moment when Cadence walked out. "Best do as the brute says," he said in a sing-song like voice, then grinned and followed after him as well. Intrigued, she found herself moving forward.

Anoa followed them to their home where the male, she later learned his name was Mithril, walked her through an abrupt and to-the-point welcoming ceremony before up and vanishing. To her annoyance at the time, Cadence filled in a lot of the gaps. It seemed the three of them were pretty close to the Flamecaller, and were always on the look-out for "talent", as Cadence said. The more she was around them, the more she felt they complimented each other. She found Cadence was fluent in her favorite language - sarcasm - and took joy in poking fun at Mithril's no nonsense attitude. For the first time in her life, Anoa felt she belonged somewhere. And she was happy.

Adoptable by Tunesmith/83

Not ever for sale.

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I can't thank you enough, Mercenary! ;_;

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