Pearl
(#38567304)
Level 4 Spiral
Familiar
Longmech
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Female Spiral
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.21 m
Wingspan
2.56 m
Weight
73.79 kg
Genetics
Bubblegum
Ripple
Ripple
Orchid
Current
Current
Marigold
Lace
Lace
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 4 Spiral
EXP: 757 / 4027
STR
5
AGI
9
DEF
5
QCK
8
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
For some reason, there's a clothing store set up in the camp labelled "Pearl's 'Parrel Parlor", despite most of the clan not appearing to wear clothes at all. However, curiosity got the better of you, and you headed inside anyways.
"Oh, hello there! I see that my shop has caught your attention. Come in, come in!" A Spiral peeked out from behind some clothing racks, and a nearby Primrose Mith flew up to you and lightly tugged at your hand. Its bag was filled with small lace flowers and fabric scraps, giving you the idea that it was the Spiral's assistant.
"Even if you're not here to shop, it's nice to have some company!"
"Oh, hello there! I see that my shop has caught your attention. Come in, come in!" A Spiral peeked out from behind some clothing racks, and a nearby Primrose Mith flew up to you and lightly tugged at your hand. Its bag was filled with small lace flowers and fabric scraps, giving you the idea that it was the Spiral's assistant.
"Even if you're not here to shop, it's nice to have some company!"
Seamstress, typical girly girl who loves all things pretty and is a bit of a drama queen. Always making some sort of new outfit, and will occasionally make puppets and plushes to teach the hatchlings with. She's technically a ghost, but thanks to a mixture of magic and some serious healing techniques, she can still interact with the physical world.
-Unlike the other dragons with accents, she is actually a spirit as explained both above and below. Her accent is actually a part of her, unless the user decides to change up her lore all of a sudden.
Pearl looked over her supply of fabric-making scraps, and was a bit upset to learn she had run low on two of her most important materials: Bamboo and Ash. With a bit of a sigh, she turned to her Primrose Mith and explained the situation. "Well, looks like I'm running a bit low on materials Molly. Wanna come with me to gather some bamboo?"
The mith gave a quick nod, then held up a couple small lace flowers it had possibly made on its own. With a small smile, Pearl tucked them into her own satchel and headed out the door. The first thing she noticed was that the air was horribly still, and with all of the nervous activity going on within their territory, the young Spiral felt incredibly uneasy. Molly seemed to share the feeling, perching on her master's shoulder and clinging on tightly for comfort. 'Maybe it would be best if I let someone know where I'm going,' she figured, and despite how horrible walking felt compared to flying, let Tigre know she was headed out before taking off.
...
"Well, here we are Molly, the Reedcleft Ascent! All the best bamboo grows over here, and even though it might be a bit risky to fly without the wind, I'm sure I can manage!" Pearl took a couple steps back, and after taking a running start tried her best to pull herself up onto the first step. Though she almost missed, she was able to frantically claw her way up to the top. Being a spiral really did help with some things, especially climbing up a steep slope with no wind that would be impossible for even her fellow wind species. Rather proud of herself, Pearl got up to her feet again and tugged at a couple tall stalks of bamboo, tossing them down off of the ascent once she got enough to fill her supply again. She managed to keep her wings spread enough to glide down the cliff, and landed safely next to her pile of bamboo. Coiling around the bamboo to secure it from thieves, she started to make her way back over to the Ashfall Wastes.
"See, that wasn't so bad, was it Molly?" Pearl chirped as she wandered along. She looked around cautiously as a breeze began to pick up and circle around her. The fact that the Crescendo was still missing from the sky concerned her, and her worry was soon solidified as a pack of Gale Wolves appeared from the air, looking more agitated than usual presumably due to the missing storm. "Hey, guys, I know you're upset, but I can't do anything about it either!" She tried to reason with the wolves, though when she had to narrowly avoided one's lunge she knew it was no longer worth it. She attempted to get a running start to escape by flight, which she would have been able to do easily if there was actually any wind. The bamboo she was carrying made it too hard to take off however, and when one of them managed to tear at her right arm and caught her wing she realized: This would be her grave.
With nothing better to do, the spiral refused to go down without a fight. She twisted around to slash at the wolf clinging onto her arm and got a good scratch on its nose. The wolf let out a yelp letting go of her wing, but the others decided to swarm her in revenge. She stood her ground, trying her best to land as many hits as possible, but they were all just too fast. She was getting overwhelmed and clearly bleeding out, but the fight had lead her close to the Ashfall Wastes as she had originally planned. Maybe if she got over the cliff, she could get away...
...
"Pearl! Where are you?" Tigre tried his best to scream out, but with his jaw still recovering it wasn't actually the most efficient way to get her attention. She had been gone for about six hours, far longer than it should have taken to get some ashes and bamboo. Even without the wind to help her fly, it would have taken about two hours, tops. Besides, she had taken the trip before, there was no way she should have gotten lost! And once again, if she was stuck in the Ashfall Waste due to being unable to climb the cliff, there were plenty of friends in a clan nearby who'd be willing to help her get back home.
A bone chilling thought came into his mind as he picked up the sound of a wolf's howl: What if they had tracked her down in desperation? He wanted to ignore his nerves, and find her lost or maybe struggling to carry some materials she had grabbed too much of, but something told him that wasn't gonna happen.
As he neared the cliff separating the Windswept Plateau and the Ashfall Wastes, he called out for Pearl again, hoping for some sort of response.
Nothing.
'Where is she, where is she?!' His thoughts raced as he scanned the edge of the cliff. While he did eventually stumble upon her figure hanging half off of the cliff, there was a strong scent of blood and a trail of the stuff leading up to her. On top of that, her mith was nearby prodding at her figure, and several stalks of bamboo lied scattered around her figure with a couple still sitting loosely in her coiled body. He choked back a sob as he rushed forwards, catching eyes with her lifeless ones, staring at a threat long gone. He nudged her body with his snout, but there was no twitch or anything in response.
He took a deep breath and hung his head as he turned to Molly. "I'm so sorry Molly, but she's gone,"
((Continued in Tigre's Bio))
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