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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.17 m
Wingspan
2.44 m
Weight
66.03 kg
Genetics
Denim
Tide
Tide
Phthalo
Morph
Morph
Maroon
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Spiral
Max Level
STR
7
AGI
18
DEF
7
QCK
65
INT
111
VIT
31
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
Hatched during an Eclipse!
Original colors - Avocado / Silver / Magenta
1st Scatter - Radioactive / Platinum / Sunshine
2nd - Brown / Flint / Pear
3rd - Cerulean / Heather / Emerald
4th - Emerald / Brick / Rust
5th - Slate / Peacock / Flint
6th - MOON / BANANA / PEARL.
7th - Copper / Cyan / Azure
8th - Leaf / Peridot / Auburn
9th - Teal / Silver / Wine
10th - Magenta / Splash / Splash
11th - Chocolate / Swamp / Fog
12th - Pumpkin / Pink / Stone
13th - Navy / Ruby / Carrot
14th - Driftwood / Carrot / Spring
15th - Sunset / Eldritch / Heather
16th - Denim / Phthalo / Maroon - NICE
Tide / Morph / Stain
He matches an accent super well, so scatterscroll adventure has been completed!
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Original colors - Avocado / Silver / Magenta
1st Scatter - Radioactive / Platinum / Sunshine
2nd - Brown / Flint / Pear
3rd - Cerulean / Heather / Emerald
4th - Emerald / Brick / Rust
5th - Slate / Peacock / Flint
6th - MOON / BANANA / PEARL.
7th - Copper / Cyan / Azure
8th - Leaf / Peridot / Auburn
9th - Teal / Silver / Wine
10th - Magenta / Splash / Splash
11th - Chocolate / Swamp / Fog
12th - Pumpkin / Pink / Stone
13th - Navy / Ruby / Carrot
14th - Driftwood / Carrot / Spring
15th - Sunset / Eldritch / Heather
16th - Denim / Phthalo / Maroon - NICE
Tide / Morph / Stain
He matches an accent super well, so scatterscroll adventure has been completed!
saved text
-Personal Hoard-
By SilverSilver
"In the dusk lands, in the shadows of the volcanoes, what were you seeking in that sandy soil? All the treasure in the world, all the ocean’s slow-borne wrath, could not quench that rage. In the emblems of the time, in the rising tide, you saw the canyons, heard the ticking clocks deep within the forge. How long did you gaze into their hearts? Hear the choir, rising behind you, for soon you will behold your own rebirth."
He stood before the licking flames, watching as it charred the applewood, a frenzy of orange and yellows. He was, somehow, entranced by this fire, as if it were some hypnotizing object to stare at. It had a glow about it, emanating all throughout and not just from the outside. It carried a heat that felt like summer swelter, a baking temperature against his scales, yet he could detect the faint smell of burnt rose petals, of something beautiful which had passed. Like the transition between winter and spring, when the snow melted into the ground and grass sprung up to meet the grasping rays of the sun. The frost that turned to liquid, the beautiful white flurries all leaving the earth, to give way to a beauty in another form.
He was a generation one, born with no certified parents, only himself. In a way, it helped, because it did nothing to develop his compassion, or his ability to feel caring of other living creatures. Though this made him heartless in specific scenarios, it also made him never feel guilty. He was forever confident in everything he did and would never feel the certain grief others felt when a fellow clanmate left. He joined a clan soon after, led there by his curiosity of what the world was like outside his own circle of land. It proved to be a difficult journey. In the end, he arrived upon a place where grass was scarce, and the land was hard beneath his talons. Water bubbled up in various, seemingly random positions. There were trees of all sorts.
Looking into the fire, he could remember his past. He felt like what had happened a long time ago carried on his actions, and that it was all cause and effect, all through his choices, his life. A deep feeling penetrated him, one of longing for the past, for the memories which he cherished with every breath and every heartbeat. He closed his eyes, the remembrance strong and pounding to his head. The flames burned the vision deeper, and he hoped he would never, ever forget.
-By GraceKat99-
By SilverSilver
"In the dusk lands, in the shadows of the volcanoes, what were you seeking in that sandy soil? All the treasure in the world, all the ocean’s slow-borne wrath, could not quench that rage. In the emblems of the time, in the rising tide, you saw the canyons, heard the ticking clocks deep within the forge. How long did you gaze into their hearts? Hear the choir, rising behind you, for soon you will behold your own rebirth."
He stood before the licking flames, watching as it charred the applewood, a frenzy of orange and yellows. He was, somehow, entranced by this fire, as if it were some hypnotizing object to stare at. It had a glow about it, emanating all throughout and not just from the outside. It carried a heat that felt like summer swelter, a baking temperature against his scales, yet he could detect the faint smell of burnt rose petals, of something beautiful which had passed. Like the transition between winter and spring, when the snow melted into the ground and grass sprung up to meet the grasping rays of the sun. The frost that turned to liquid, the beautiful white flurries all leaving the earth, to give way to a beauty in another form.
He was a generation one, born with no certified parents, only himself. In a way, it helped, because it did nothing to develop his compassion, or his ability to feel caring of other living creatures. Though this made him heartless in specific scenarios, it also made him never feel guilty. He was forever confident in everything he did and would never feel the certain grief others felt when a fellow clanmate left. He joined a clan soon after, led there by his curiosity of what the world was like outside his own circle of land. It proved to be a difficult journey. In the end, he arrived upon a place where grass was scarce, and the land was hard beneath his talons. Water bubbled up in various, seemingly random positions. There were trees of all sorts.
Looking into the fire, he could remember his past. He felt like what had happened a long time ago carried on his actions, and that it was all cause and effect, all through his choices, his life. A deep feeling penetrated him, one of longing for the past, for the memories which he cherished with every breath and every heartbeat. He closed his eyes, the remembrance strong and pounding to his head. The flames burned the vision deeper, and he hoped he would never, ever forget.
-By GraceKat99-
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