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Mosi
(#49666283)
Level 1 Wildclaw
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Energy: 50/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
![Simple Iron Wing Cuffs](/static/cms/equipment/4787.png)
![Enchanted Wolf Necklace](/static/cms/equipment/48182.png)
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.8 m
Wingspan
9.09 m
Weight
602.85 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Crystal
Crystal
Silver
Facet
Facet
Nightshade
Filigree
Filigree
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Wildclaw
EXP: 0 / 245
![Scratch](/static/cms/battle_items/495.png)
![Shred](/static/cms/battle_items/497.png)
STR
8
AGI
9
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
Mosi~Disaster Control~ "For disasters now untold, I do my best to get them controlled"
![dragon?did=49666283&skin=0&apparel=24892,606&xt=dressing.png dragon?did=49666283&skin=0&apparel=24892,606&xt=dressing.png](https://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=49666283&skin=0&apparel=24892,606&xt=dressing.png)
Lighten up was the very air Mosi heaved, his lungs grieving their depravity of oxygen. Tossing his head from side to side, looking for another dragon, Mosi fought the feeling of hopelessness rising like a tide in his heart. He desperately fought to stay above the waves, a sense of drowning overwhelming his tired body. His home. His clan. Everything he had known was blackened and burning. Electric charges reigned around him, but he didn't care. His work was done- he had gotten as many dragons to shelter as he could- and now he didn't know what to do. After trailing back to the cave where his clan was crouched, he discovered that they were doing fine. From that day, the rebuilding of his clan seemed so pointless, when it could all be destroyed again in another thunder storm. One day, the answer hit him like a physical force. What if he could prevent disasters instead of dealing with the aftermath? Convinced this was his purpose, Mosi bid farewell to all he had known and struck out on his own.
Days into his trip, Mosi found himself in the Emberglow Hearth. He also found his meaning in life. A dragon like none other he'd ever seen- as his clan was exclusively Wildclaw- was coming toward him. He beauty bedazzled him, but talking to her and growing into each other's closest friends was what really made him fall in love. Falling had never been so painless. Her wit and her many layers of serious, goofy, pondering, social, stubborn beliefs, and malleability shown at different times. He wants to spend the rest of his life learning more about her and his creator. They've always been fully honest with one another, but he can't seem to tell her of his feelings- which would risk their friendship that is part of his core now. So he waits.... and he'll keep waiting.... he's enjoying the ride.
![8jpU0Wi.png 8jpU0Wi.png](https://i.imgur.com/8jpU0Wi.png)
Thanks Zemo!
![dragon?did=49666283&skin=0&apparel=24892,606&xt=dressing.png dragon?did=49666283&skin=0&apparel=24892,606&xt=dressing.png](https://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=49666283&skin=0&apparel=24892,606&xt=dressing.png)
Lighten up was the very air Mosi heaved, his lungs grieving their depravity of oxygen. Tossing his head from side to side, looking for another dragon, Mosi fought the feeling of hopelessness rising like a tide in his heart. He desperately fought to stay above the waves, a sense of drowning overwhelming his tired body. His home. His clan. Everything he had known was blackened and burning. Electric charges reigned around him, but he didn't care. His work was done- he had gotten as many dragons to shelter as he could- and now he didn't know what to do. After trailing back to the cave where his clan was crouched, he discovered that they were doing fine. From that day, the rebuilding of his clan seemed so pointless, when it could all be destroyed again in another thunder storm. One day, the answer hit him like a physical force. What if he could prevent disasters instead of dealing with the aftermath? Convinced this was his purpose, Mosi bid farewell to all he had known and struck out on his own.
Days into his trip, Mosi found himself in the Emberglow Hearth. He also found his meaning in life. A dragon like none other he'd ever seen- as his clan was exclusively Wildclaw- was coming toward him. He beauty bedazzled him, but talking to her and growing into each other's closest friends was what really made him fall in love. Falling had never been so painless. Her wit and her many layers of serious, goofy, pondering, social, stubborn beliefs, and malleability shown at different times. He wants to spend the rest of his life learning more about her and his creator. They've always been fully honest with one another, but he can't seem to tell her of his feelings- which would risk their friendship that is part of his core now. So he waits.... and he'll keep waiting.... he's enjoying the ride.
![8jpU0Wi.png 8jpU0Wi.png](https://i.imgur.com/8jpU0Wi.png)
Thanks Zemo!
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