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Naga

(#4841092)

Level 6 Imperial

Familiar

Wavebreak Snarler

Energy: 0/50

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

22.52 m

Wingspan

23.13 m

Weight

9130.13 kg

Genetics

Teal
Iridescent

Denim
Shimmer

Aqua
Gembond

Hatchday

Jul 12, 2014
(9 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Water
Common

Level 6 Imperial

EXP: 1081 / 8380

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

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VIT

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Biography

NAGA

We begin Naga's tale through a flashback, on the run from her controlling father, she only wished to move away and travel her world, hoping to find the place she belongs. Naga's father was trying to, in her eyes, keep her captive in her birth place of the Leviathan Trench to be forced into an arranged marriage. To give him credit, the other dragon was very kind and no doubt would be a good mate, she just wasn't interested. How could she be held down when her heart was so set on exploring the world she lives in?

She understands that he believes the duty of the first daughter is to mate young and produce an heir, she just couldn't bring herself to follow his strict rules any longer.

This is where her story truly begins.
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Naga lay at the bottom of a ravine, bruised and exhausted. She weakly attempted to move her crooked wing. Stars covered her vision as pain shot through her shoulder blades to the base of her skull, and she collapsed, her breath reducing to short gasps. For a time, the only noise that escaped her maw was mere wheezes and whimpers. Naga strained to hear any sudden noises or movements, ears twitching nervously. After moments passed, however, the dragoness reminded herself of the need to keep going. She couldn’t stop now, not here. Naga pushed herself up, her legs shaking violently from the strain. It was no use. With the sound of her breath leaving her lungs, she fell back to the ground.

Her head perked up and her ears swiveled as they picked up the sound of movement above her. Mouth opening to breathe in any scent she could, Naga bared her teeth, muscles tensing up to pounce at a moments notice. 'If I'm to be captured,' she thought as the rustling grew louder, 'it won't be without a fight.’

The next thing she saw were two crystalline eyes and a glint of jade as the scent of pine enveloped her. This was not her father come to force her to return 'home,' this was a young Imperial covered in linen wraps and looking at her with concern. Naga's haunches lowered as she allowed the unfamiliar male to approach.

"Are you alright? Your wing looks broken." His voice gentle, as to not frighten her more, gesturing at a Fae behind him before saying, "Can you help her?" Confirming her thought that he was aware of her state. The small dragon he had spoken to only nodded in answer before approaching Naga.

After a brief sniff, Naga decidedly deemed the Fae safe and allowed her to start treating her wounds. While the Fae tended to her, Naga's gaze turned towards the crystalline eyes that so captivated her before.

"You're safe now. I'll take care of you." The dragon smiled kindly. "I'm Bantu."
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As Den-mother, Naga often has very busy days. There are almost always children in the clan, and since most mothers were part of the guard or had other duties, it was up to her to take care of the young charges. She nurses the newborns, and teaches the older hatchlings how to fight and hunt. As they learn and train to become skilled warriors, her sense of pride grows, and it was from here that she knew she had found her purpose. They were all her family, regardless of heritage.

Naga's understanding of body language has given her the ability to become in tune with the clan dragon's emotions. Because of this, many would say that she is burdened as she feels the need to console her den-mates whenever their emotions become too much for them. Though they say that, Naga sees it as more of a gift. She feels the love of the dragons around her, and the unwavering happiness from the hatchlings she cares for. She feels that the ability as an empath brings her much closer to her clan, and with that feeling in her heart, you rarely see her without a smile.

She smiles brightest, however, whenever she catches what Bantu is feeling, should he ever pass her by. Naga was truly and really, head -over- paws in love with him, and the gift only made that love stronger with each passing day. The young Imperial had sacrificed so much for Istas and yet he never was rid of his childlike spirit. He was always playing with the children in his free time or teasing the other dragons, and rarely seen angry or stressed. She truly could not be happier than when she was by his side.

Her three eldest children have gone to travel and join new clans in search of their purpose. When they parted ways, she wished them safe journeys and did her best to make sure they know how much they are loved; knowing they will see each other again one day, she patiently awaits that moment.

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