Renato
(#26743617)
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
Familiar
Ashscale Ophiotaurus
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Male Pearlcatcher
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.44 m
Wingspan
5.45 m
Weight
541.11 kg
Genetics
Charcoal
Poison
Poison
Blood
Butterfly
Butterfly
Blush
Spines
Spines
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
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BASICS
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“M-Mother....?” Renato's voice stuttered quietly as he stood on shaky legs in the center of a very large elegantly styled bathroom. He'd never been in this room before; in fact, he'd never been very far from his mother before either. But somehow, in this night that was so tangible it felt as if it would smother him, he found himself feeling fear for the first time in his short life. Ruby didn't answer him. But, from somewhere in the large room, a soft laughter echoed about and reverberated off the walls. He recognized it as his mother but somehow the tone was different. It felt foreign and unsafe; like someone was inside his mother controlling her. The small boy hunkered down, his belly touching the cold wet floor beneath him. The way the water clung to him was unnatural; sticky and thick, almost. A shiver ran through him. What was going on? Just then, a sharp pain sprang up through his hind legs. Renato cried out and stumbled forward, feeling his legs tremble beneath him as warm blood sprung from the wound. That was sticky too. Just like the liquid on the floor. Could it be that somehow, this dark bathroom was coated in blood? Why would his mother bring him here...? “My foolish, beautiful child,” she cooed softly from somewhere, still hidden within the dark room. “My lovely boy. You seem so surprised; don't you know mommy has to do this? This way, you can be part of me forever. Isn't that wonderful? Isn't that what you want?” Was that what he wanted? For the short while he'd been alive, Renato had always promised his mother that he'd do anything to keep her safe and well, and that he'd always stay by her side. He didn't understand what he was saying back then, and he vaguely understood now. His mother... did she intend to kill him? Large tears welled up in his bright, scared eyes and trickled to the floor. And in that moment, he did the only thing he could think of. Renato began to cry. He cried so loudly that the shriek pierced through the quiet room, hurting his own ears in the process. The scream echoed out of the windows hidden high up in the ceiling, and crossed far out from the clan's domain and into the bramble around his home. Surely someone would hear him. That's how it worked, right? A hero would come and rescue him? But that didn't seem like it would be the case. His small body was flung to the side, slamming into the cool belly of the claw-foot tub with such force that it completely winded him. His throat burned from his crying and his lungs ached as the air was sucked out of them. Everything hurt. Ruby came into view slowly, scooping up his small body and placing pressing him close to her chest as she had when he was just born. Even in the terror of the moment he felt some soft comfort and his gasps faded to soft pants. “That's my boy,” she whispered softly, drawing a soft claw along his throat. “Now sleep, everything will be alrigh-” CLANG. A large panel of glass was shoved from its place in the window and shattered on the floor, scattering its sharp remnants all around them. Shortly after followed an intense snarl that was almost as terrifying as his mother in that moment. Renato craned his small neck in search of the sound, but even the moonlight that streamed in from the broken window wouldn't reveal the uninvited guest. Renato felt something stir inside of him and before he could even be entirely sure of why he was doing it he lashed out at his mother and she dropped him, letting out an angry shriek as three small lines of blood appeared on her cheek. With all his might, Renato ran, cutting up his small feet on the glass as he tried to find the source of the growl. Weightless-ness swept over him as he was scooped up again by an unfamiliar scent. The stranger held him close, giving off another warning growl to his mother, who's rage he could feel oozing off of her like some sort of hideous monster. It seemed his screams had summoned a nameless hero. Before he could so much as look up at his savior, the stranger lept from the ground and took flight, barely managing to make it out of the broken window. A soft pain flooded through Renato as his mother, in a last ditch effort to claim him, grabbed hold of a handful of his soft long hair, taking a chunk of it with her as the two escaped. The small boy looked up at the man carrying him. It was odd; he didn't smell like a dragon. In fact, from what he could see, he resembled a wolf more than a dragon. Quentin smiled down at the confused young child, giving an earnest smile as they were carried far from the horrid home of his mother. “Who... are you?” Renato asked softly, nestling into the soft, comforting fur of the wolf pelt. “Quentin,” came the short reply. It seemed the scout wasn't much for talking at this moment; perhaps what he'd seen back at the bathroom was proving hard to shake off. “I'm so sorry. A mother... A mother should protect her children.” Renato nodded. Yes. A mother absolutely should. A few days have passed since his first night within the Haven. Araziela doted on him since his arrival, taking it upon herself to be his adoptive mother. He also met Atradoras, who arrived a few days before him. They became quick friends with each other. Renato wrote:
A mother should protect her children.
That was what he’d believed, and it was a good thing that Quentin had gotten him out of there as soon as he had. The trauma he’s survived would have been enough to crush a sane dragon alone. He’s recovering, now. One step at a time. It will be hard to bring himself to trust again, but damn the Shadowbinder if he isn’t going to try. bio by shanncrafter
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