Moose
(#29582111)
Level 25 Tundra
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.06 m
Wingspan
3.88 m
Weight
170.25 kg
Genetics
Latte
Skink
Skink
Soil
Stripes
Stripes
Grey
Gembond
Gembond
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Tundra
Max Level
STR
129
AGI
9
DEF
7
QCK
50
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
Fully Statted/Stoned - Has Eliminate
He was a placid sort of dragon, who didn't really like to do much of anything at all. He often lazed in the grass so long that all manner of snakes mistook him from some great stone they could use to bathe in the sun. He didn't mind, he rather liked snakes, and he was still able to eat even with them draping themselves over him. Moose really liked to eat. He always chewed slowly, savouring every morsel. Of course, it wasn't wise to move around too much when you've only just eaten, and he was always eating, so he never really moved around much at all.
In fact, the only time you could get Moose to move at more than an ambling pace, was to threaten his friends. He always got worked up over that, and while he appeared to be a lazy sort of dragon, he was capable of inflicting serious damage when he needed to. He just simply prefered not too. It was so much nicer to just lay around and eat. He often thought that if he laid still long enough, even the grass would grow up around him. He really wasn't in any hurry to move, even if the others did often try to find things to motivate him.
Moose could remember this one time when Chu had been in one of his stupors, and gotten the idea to tie a strawberry to the end of Moose's antler, thinking that he wouldn't notice. Moose had lain still and pretended to be oblivous long enough for the fae to climb onto his back and stretch up to tie the final knot in the string, and then Moose had let out a honking sound so loud that Chu had toppled head-over-heels to the ground, landing face-first atop of the very same strawberry he had been trying to tie. When the little fae had gained his balance once more and cast Moose a mournful look, he had done so with a face dripping with red juices, much to the amusement of the clanmates who had been watching the whole time.
It was a good memory. Moose was rather fond of honking, though the snakes didn't seem to appreciate it much.
Future adopt order
He was a placid sort of dragon, who didn't really like to do much of anything at all. He often lazed in the grass so long that all manner of snakes mistook him from some great stone they could use to bathe in the sun. He didn't mind, he rather liked snakes, and he was still able to eat even with them draping themselves over him. Moose really liked to eat. He always chewed slowly, savouring every morsel. Of course, it wasn't wise to move around too much when you've only just eaten, and he was always eating, so he never really moved around much at all.
In fact, the only time you could get Moose to move at more than an ambling pace, was to threaten his friends. He always got worked up over that, and while he appeared to be a lazy sort of dragon, he was capable of inflicting serious damage when he needed to. He just simply prefered not too. It was so much nicer to just lay around and eat. He often thought that if he laid still long enough, even the grass would grow up around him. He really wasn't in any hurry to move, even if the others did often try to find things to motivate him.
Moose could remember this one time when Chu had been in one of his stupors, and gotten the idea to tie a strawberry to the end of Moose's antler, thinking that he wouldn't notice. Moose had lain still and pretended to be oblivous long enough for the fae to climb onto his back and stretch up to tie the final knot in the string, and then Moose had let out a honking sound so loud that Chu had toppled head-over-heels to the ground, landing face-first atop of the very same strawberry he had been trying to tie. When the little fae had gained his balance once more and cast Moose a mournful look, he had done so with a face dripping with red juices, much to the amusement of the clanmates who had been watching the whole time.
It was a good memory. Moose was rather fond of honking, though the snakes didn't seem to appreciate it much.
Future adopt order
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This dragon doesn't eat Insects.
This dragon doesn't eat Meat.
This dragon doesn't eat Seafood.
Plant stocks are currently depleted.
Exalting Moose to the service of the Flamecaller will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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