Nebula
(#51801707)
Cheated death like twice no big deal
Legacy
Darktouched Chimera
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Energy: 27/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Female Ridgeback
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
17.24 m
Wingspan
14.18 m
Weight
7200.68 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Starmap
Starmap
Overcast
Striation
Striation
Thistle
Spines
Spines
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Ridgeback
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
8
AGI
7
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
5
VIT
7
MND
5
Biography
Sentimental
Tenacious Benevolent   Partner: Gamma
Stats
 
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Legacy of War: Alpha to Omega - 4th Generation Mate She was supposed to be dead. When a vicious wildclaw hit her mark on the huge ridgeback's throat, all had seemed over for Nebula. All in the room considered her dead. She wasn't moving, bleeding profusely from her neck. If she wasn't dead, she'd die soon anyway from bloodloss. So, they tossed her body into a river near the entrance to the brutal clan. Her treachery before this punishment did not earn her a proper burial. But, as it turns out, she wasn't dead. Growing up in the Scarred Wasteland, Nebula had learned many things. She wasn't the best at it, but she could swim, and luckily the current wasn't too strong. Though weakened, she managed to claw her way to shore and hobble her way into the thick bamboo forests. Disoriented and in pain, it was purely adrenaline that carried her forward on foot. She had to leave this place. Nebula figured she could go back to the Scarred Wasteland, it suit her well. So she decided to start heading north (or at least what she thought was north) on foot, in order to not be spotted. After wandering for quite some time, it became evident to Nebula that she had not, in fact, reached the Scarred Wasteland. Rather, she was in a place filled with large, glittering, white-barked trees. Briefly she considered trying to turn back, but her feet were sore and her wound was getting worse as she continued to leave it untreated. Of course, she had no skills in treating such injuries. She'd have to find a doctor, but she didn't have many options. She was stranded in an unfamiliar territory, far from anything she knew. Her vision was blurring, her head started to pound. She let out a roar as loud as she could muster, hoping someone would find her as she collapsed to the ground. What the ridgeback had not expected was to wake up again. But, here she was, with a tight bandage wrapped around her neck. It was stained crimson with blood. Someone had heard her call, she figured. She was correct. Standing over her and what she lay on (it appeared to be a hastily-made bed of straw and animal hide) was a huge, armored imperial dragon. She couldn't help but gawk; he was at least twice her size. He noticed her stares and snorted in an exasperated fashion. ""Ade."" The large dragon spoke in a deep, gravelly voice. ""She's awake."" ""Eh? Oh!"" A relatively monotone but still surprised voice came from another part of the room. Nebula turned her head and spied a small, orange fae. ""Hey there."" Ade said, without hesitation perching on Nebula's nose, despite not even asking. Rude. The diminutive dragon continued. ""Name's Ade, I'm this clan's healer. You got pretty beaten up. How you feeling?"" The speaking was quite fast, she almost couldn't catch what she said. ""You haven't even told me this clan's name."" She huffed at her, snorting in an attempt to blow her off her nose. Her grip remained firm. ""Oh, sorry. I can get a bit carried away."" Ade replied, adjusting herself to sit more comfortably. ""You're in the care of the Whirlpool Clan. Once you're all better you can stay here as long as you want!"" ""Look,"" She started. ""This is very nice of you, I'm glad you've treated me. But I really shouldn't be here, wherever this is. I simply don't belon-"" ""Of course you belong!"" Interrupted the fae. ""Doesn't matter what your preferences are or whatever. We're pretty chill. You can stay as long as you like."" ""Eh..."" Nebula was forced to comply, at least for now. She still felt physically awful after her incident, and these dragons seemed nice enough. Maybe the imperial would be up for sparring later or something. Though by now she has recovered from her injuries, Nebula chooses to stay. Ade was correct; the clan was very relaxed in terms of what dragons could do or where they could go. Sparring with the imperial (who turned out to be named Noblewolf) had proved to be an entertaining activity. After nearly dying, she couldn't help but admit to enjoying a bit of relaxation. However, she still missed Gamma and their kids. Maybe she'd be able to visit them one day. |
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