Thorn
(#38624558)
Level 12 Mirror
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.34 m
Wingspan
7.29 m
Weight
632.43 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Savannah
Savannah
Shadow
Bee
Bee
White
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 12 Mirror
EXP: 144 / 38956
STR
25
AGI
25
DEF
20
QCK
25
INT
24
VIT
25
MND
20
Biography
T H O R N
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My mother used to call me Little Bee. I don’t know why, but she always did. Maybe it was because I had no name; like my father. I never met my father, but mom said that was a good thing. My father who had no name. He came once, met my mother, then left. It was just me and my mom, Keir. I had two sisters, but they were long gone. I had no one, except for my mom. I hoped that I would never leave her side. I thought that my life was perfect, but something was missing.
I am blind. I was born blind. I never got to see my mother. I never got to see myself, or my “friends”. I will never see everything spread out below me as I fly through a sky that I will never see. Never. But mom loved me the same. Everyday, I woke to darkness. I would feel the objects around me and try to find my way out of my small room. It got easier, though, as more days came. I could get up and leave the room without hitting anything.
One morning, I woke up with a strange feeling. I could… feel something every morning, but I didn’t know it was there; until it wasn’t. I wandered it my mother’s room, calling for her. She wasn’t there. I cried for her. I looked blindly for her. She was gone. I don’t think she’s dead, but she is forever gone. Her absence made me realize a lot of things.
My mom’s friend, Stormfront, came to care for me. He was kind to me, but didn’t know my pain. I was lost. I would lay in my bed and think about my mother. I would try to picture her, but it was hard. I didn’t know what a Wildclaw looked like, or what blue was. I would ‘tell’ her about what was happening, believing that she could hear me somehow. I knew that she couldn’t, but it helped with my constant pain.
I never realized how much she meant to me, or how many times I had taken her for granted. I don’t know what pain was worse; the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will. I just want her back. I am fully grown now, able to fly. Still blind, but what does that matter? I have found the love of my life. We are perfect matches.
Both blind. Both orphans. Both in love with each other.
HORRIBLE lore by KeenHorizon.
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"Behind my smile is everything you'll never understand."
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My mother used to call me Little Bee. I don’t know why, but she always did. Maybe it was because I had no name; like my father. I never met my father, but mom said that was a good thing. My father who had no name. He came once, met my mother, then left. It was just me and my mom, Keir. I had two sisters, but they were long gone. I had no one, except for my mom. I hoped that I would never leave her side. I thought that my life was perfect, but something was missing.
I am blind. I was born blind. I never got to see my mother. I never got to see myself, or my “friends”. I will never see everything spread out below me as I fly through a sky that I will never see. Never. But mom loved me the same. Everyday, I woke to darkness. I would feel the objects around me and try to find my way out of my small room. It got easier, though, as more days came. I could get up and leave the room without hitting anything.
One morning, I woke up with a strange feeling. I could… feel something every morning, but I didn’t know it was there; until it wasn’t. I wandered it my mother’s room, calling for her. She wasn’t there. I cried for her. I looked blindly for her. She was gone. I don’t think she’s dead, but she is forever gone. Her absence made me realize a lot of things.
My mom’s friend, Stormfront, came to care for me. He was kind to me, but didn’t know my pain. I was lost. I would lay in my bed and think about my mother. I would try to picture her, but it was hard. I didn’t know what a Wildclaw looked like, or what blue was. I would ‘tell’ her about what was happening, believing that she could hear me somehow. I knew that she couldn’t, but it helped with my constant pain.
I never realized how much she meant to me, or how many times I had taken her for granted. I don’t know what pain was worse; the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will. I just want her back. I am fully grown now, able to fly. Still blind, but what does that matter? I have found the love of my life. We are perfect matches.
Both blind. Both orphans. Both in love with each other.
HORRIBLE lore by KeenHorizon.
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