Starling
(#52214032)
Level 1 Mirror
Familiar
Sparkling Capricorn
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Female Mirror
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.35 m
Wingspan
5.68 m
Weight
667.88 kg
Genetics
Cyan
Starmap
Starmap
Teal
Bee
Bee
Raspberry
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Mirror
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
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The mirror padded softly through the moonlit field, claws retracted so as not to scrape against the rocky ground. Every so often her footing would falter and she would stumble, sending a stray pebble or two scattering across the earth. She would wait, frozen in fear, but the sounds did not wake the exhausted warriors lying in the encampment. They slept like corpses, bodies exhausted from weeks of fighting a battle so evenly matched it was impossible to predict who would win.
Starling had been watching the bloody contest since its beginning, patiently waiting for the right moment. Tonight was the night. Even the warrior assigned guard duty had fallen asleep, too helplessly exhausted to stand upright, let alone stay awake. Had the other army been any less exhausted, they could have launched an ambush this very night and ended the battle, saving both sides time and countless lives. But Starling knew they were just as worn out. When she had left the enemy camp mere hours ago their guard had been awake, but she doubted by now that they still were. Stumbling again, Starling snapped out of her musings and tried to focus on the task at hand, which was proving quite difficult. Turns out everything is pretty damn difficult when you’re starving. It had been weeks since she’d last eaten, but she knew the wait would be worth it. Tonight she would feast. Finally reaching the first warrior in the camp, a female Wildclaw, Starling felt her hunger surge within her. Now that she was so close to her next meal, she couldn’t hold out any longer. Lowering her head so that it was level with the warrior’s, the Mirror stretched her neck forward and touched the tip of her nose to the female’s forehead. Instantly, her eyes closed in relief as a stream of images began to flow into her mind, strength trickling down her neck and through the rest of her body, like fresh blood flowing through her veins. As was the case with most warriors, the Wildclaw’s unconscious mind was still lost in the battle, even while her body slept. Starling witnessed the warrior’s worst nightmares, and as she did so, they vanished, one by one. Each gruesome death, each fallen comrade, each loss was devoured by the Mirror as if they were mere bits of prey. Starling ate ravenously, not stopping even when peaceful dreams began to surface in the Wildclaw’s mind. A happy scene of meadows and sunshine with a mate by the warrior’s side made her pause for a moment, but her hunger would not allow her to leave a single dream behind, no matter how pleasant. In mere minutes, the Wildclaw’s dreams had vanished from her subconscious, their energy now flowing through Starling’s veins, her eyes shining brighter than they had in weeks. The Mirror gazed down at the slumbering warrior momentarily, then turned and slithered over to her next target. The process was repeated again and again, until she had feasted on every warrior in the camp, apart from the guard. Each stolen dream imbued her with more and more strength until finally, her hunger was satiated. Each warrior now slept a dreamless sleep, their minds undamaged, simply empty. Before stealing away into the night, Starling paused at the guard’s side. There was no need to feed on any more dreams tonight, and yet… The guard, a male Skydancer, was enjoying a pleasant dream that involved soaring over some unknown canyon, wind whipping through his mane. Starling let him enjoy it for a moment longer before siphoning it away to be replaced by a horrible nightmare of battle and death. The guard twitched in his sleep, brow furrowed, sweat breaking out over his body until he awoke with a start, gasping for breath, gradually coming to the realization that it had all been a dream. He scrambled to his feet, eyes darting around the camp, the fear of his dream replaced by the fear that the neglect of his duty had put his clan in peril. Assured of his clan’s safety, the Skydancer resumed his patrol, as if he had never fallen asleep at all, oblivious to the intruder that had left their camp mere moments ago. |
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