Cinnamon
(#48973493)
Level 1 Nocturne
Familiar
Chocolate Noggle
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Energy: 48/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Male Nocturne
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.47 m
Wingspan
6.14 m
Weight
733.06 kg
Genetics
Blood
Giraffe
Giraffe
Cinnamon
Trail
Trail
Charcoal
Spines
Spines
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Nocturne
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
☆Cinnamon☆
Born alone and having only himself and no one else for years, he had grown detached from any other dragon, beast or being. He'll come off as very hostile upon first meeting, but never outwardly attack. But despite disliking others, he dislikes being alone the most. He spent too long by himself and both yearns and detests the thought of getting close to others. The feeling is very confusing, even to him.
While he hates coming into contact with anyone, he has grown a fair amount of interest in one particular Nocturne who would often come visit him since his youth. While it took a long time to get used to him, he slowly began dropping his guard and even learned to enjoy when he came to visit. This Nocturne had even given him the nickname "Cinnamon", due to his coloring, to which he eventually adopted as his actual name. It was the first real thing he had been given, and he oddly enough holds it dear.
Cinnamon deeply despises the rain. Even a light shower, sprinkle or the scent of dampness in the air will bring out a foul mood.
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While he hates coming into contact with anyone, he has grown a fair amount of interest in one particular Nocturne who would often come visit him since his youth. While it took a long time to get used to him, he slowly began dropping his guard and even learned to enjoy when he came to visit. This Nocturne had even given him the nickname "Cinnamon", due to his coloring, to which he eventually adopted as his actual name. It was the first real thing he had been given, and he oddly enough holds it dear.
Cinnamon deeply despises the rain. Even a light shower, sprinkle or the scent of dampness in the air will bring out a foul mood.
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Hatch Day and Infancy
There was no time to go back and get it. The dragon had to run. Going back to get it would mean certain death... The murky shadows were only growing closer by each passing second. It was her or it.
But what sort of mother would abandon her own egg to save her own hide?
Buried within the swamp infested wetlands, a small egg had lain dormant. A faint heartbeat pulsed within, signaling that the tiny being inside had not given up hope.
It thrived. It survived.
It hatched.
Cracking through the hard shell, a small Nocturne came tumbling out. The first experience with the big open world had been a face full of mud and pouring down rain. It was washed away by the deluge just as quickly as it had sullied his blood red scales. But where was he? Where was the warmth and love of his mother?
He was all alone. Where were the others? Where was his family? His clan?
Abandoned...
The harsh reality had sank in. As he sat in the cold, wet mud, purple eyes gazed earthward and deep red eyelids had drooped wistfully. Rain from above washed over his scales and dripped from his chin and onto his claws.
The tiny hatchling rose to his feet an stumbled forward, not quite used to using his legs. He'd get used to it... His wings, too. For now, all he needed to do was find shelter and a source of warmth. The rotted out center of a large dead tree had become his choice. It wasn't ideal, but it would work until the rain had stopped.
Raining... Raining. Downpour.
When would it ever end?
But alas, it does, and he crawls out. The sky may have cleared, but his heart had not. There was a heavy burden weighing down on his shoulders. What would he do? How would he survive? Where would he go? There were so many questions that would likely forever go unanswered.
And so he did the only thing he could.
Survive.
He was all on his own, far from any other dragon, far from any other settlement. If he was going to make it, he'd need to learn all he could.
He was going to make it.
Adulthood and Beyond
-TBA
"Human"
Height: 6'1 (182.8cm)
Weight: 187lbs (84.8kg)
Eye Color: Violet
Hair Color: Blood Red
Noticeable Features: He has a beauty mark below his left eye and strong horns along both sides of his skull.
Hobbies: Night hunting, creating stuff with things he finds
Likes: Pumpkin
Dislikes: Physical contact, close proximity with strangers, rain
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