chamomile
(#28267113)
Level 7 Skydancer
Ember
Scorchpaw Prowler
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Female Skydancer
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.21 m
Wingspan
6.32 m
Weight
442.25 kg
Genetics
Moon
Petals
Petals
Peach
Butterfly
Butterfly
Maize
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 7 Skydancer
EXP: 7281 / 11881
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Biography
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B I O G R A P H Y
 She'd always been fascinated with time. Years ago, numbers meant nothing to her. Chamomile's life was ruled by emotions. She found the beauty in everything and saw the world through rose-tinted glasses... When reality hit her, she ran away-- To the dreamer, reality is an abusive, cruel world. Desperate for an escape to her mind, she sank deeper and deeper... Past the Gladeveins... Past the Shrieking Wilds... Into the Everbloom Gardens. There, the world snapped into amazing clarity. Nature is a killer, an effective, beautiful killer. Nature is a trap for the emotional and the poetic. So she turned to numbers for help. With rationality, she returned, emotional no more. She spent her time making watches with astounding precision, yet simple and practical. As if a cruel joke, all of these watches were too late. Chamomile chased time like a rabbit, constantly falling short of whatever little time she thought she had left to spare. It taunted her, evading her grasp as effortlessly as the wind; fragile, and delicate. Her heart began to yearn for the passion she once had, the frequent pang of something resonating deep within her chest. She longed for the days in which she had no internal boundaries, no walls to desperately try and scale, no turbulent rivers to cross. Chamomile longed for the days of emotion. And so, she cried. She cried for a long time, longer than she could remember. She strayed from her clan mates in order to spend her time in the trees, tirelessly working on the pocket-watches that she knew would only disappoint her. Chamomile became a recluse - alone, and utterly dedicated to her work. That was when she and Arya found each other, and things seemed to change. Chamomile couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was that had changed, but the things around her appeared to improve. The foliage grew greener. The flowers bloomed brighter. Chamomile's watches were on time. 
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Bio template by @Mibella, find it here.
fluffy birb? or fluffy dragon?
Art by CobaltCupcakes
i'd like to thank @Reefknot again for giving me Chamomile and writing the first section of her lore for me! <3
As OnyxtheKittypet I want to thank the person who gave me Chamomile, idiosyncratic
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