Shivala

Shivala came from a land covered in a blanket of eloquent white snow...
and though she loved it there where the icicles were so sharp they could kill and the cold was so harsh you could freeze to death, she knew since she was a young hatchling that this wasn't the life for her. Looking around PatheticLilFry's clan she became disgusted, "This really is the Clan of the Pathetic", she began to think this thought on a daily basis. Shivala soon developed the irrational fear that she would go nowhere in life until the day she met Jo, the only real cool one in the clan. "Clogs? Hats? WHAT ARE THOOOSSSSEEEEE?" She asked Jo this everyday but all he would do is say that that's where his boyfriend lived and then quickly proceed to lustfully pet his cats.
Thus became her obsession. Everyday she spent in The Clan of the Pathetic, she lost a little more of her sanity. "WHAT ARE THOOSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE??" Shivala yelled into the dark and lonely night sky, "WHAAT AARRREEEE THOOSSSSEEEEE??""
Shivala's whole life became dedicated to finding hats and clogs; the poor little hatchling just wanted to know what they are. Jo was absolutely no help since then, but she quickly learned that others in the clan knew about this "magical" place. Apparently SirBean came from there, but he was too old to even remember. However Rust knew and gave Shivala the guidance that little hatchling needed to get there.
Some time later....
Shivala -after only Icewarden knows HOW long- finally stumbled into the Hatsandclogs lair. "Well hello there" a weird looking coatl with a sweater said. Shivala stood up and looked around,
"THEY ARE WEIRDER THAN THE CLAN I JUST CAME FROM" she thought. She whipped around quickly looking for an easy out, but slowly realized that she was too hangry to possibly go back home now. Oh well, she thought, I guess this'll have to do."[/center]
lore by patheticlilfry


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