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Prada

(#52425417)

Golden Model Of Rich Blood

Familiar

Radioactive Slime

Energy: 0/50

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Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

13.79 m

Wingspan

6.62 m

Weight

7182.37 kg

Genetics

Taupe
Facet (Gaoler)

Hatchday

Jun 06, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Adult
Gaoler

Eye Type

Ice
Common

Level 1 Gaoler

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

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DEF

QCK

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Biography

P R A D A

Star Gazer • Golden Queen • Of A Pure Bloodline

Humble Beginnings

Her beginning can be said to have been rather different from the persona she grew to develop. The high-and-mighty status she claims to have surprisingly wasn’t something she started off with but rather it was caused by an arc of sorts and a trail of self-worth discovery. Her birth with brown fur was one thing and her parents’ constant wishes of becoming something more other than measly-coloured jaguar-sporting dragons was another. Needless to say, she had a lot to live up to; she was even paired up with a local ancient clan in the area who also had a recent hatching ceremony and bared a golden-furred male Gaoler… This was the chance her parents had been waiting for, the parents of a golden princess was to be their legacy and Prada was their ticket to stardom. A meeting had been set and when the time came to introduce the two younglings into one another’s lives, it was clear that both sets of parents were wanting the same thing. Anything for fame, right? In these days it was a rule to fight tooth and claw to the top and with gracious eloping of the two Gaolers, both sides agreed to keep it going and let their connection flourish by any means necessary.

Prada, although one of many, had obviously stood out enough to upkeep the looks of royalty that both families claimed by merely looking the way she did and now with her destined mate Versace it was clear that something was better about them compared to others and though it was hard for the girl to accept at first; being different is always scary after all, but it eventually grew on her with the support of the male who was by her side and had devoted his life to her as much as she did for him. It took years of development but it was pretty much a given by her new-found posture, her high-held head and her ruling glare that she had grown from a young brown hatchling to a vibrant golden-furred destiny’s child. She had flourished just as her parents wanted. It took work but eventually she was… Perfect. Just as everyone wanted her to be, though that did come with a new-found blindness for how much all that pressure really affected her behind the scenes and her mate heard about it every single day but that was behind shaded branches, was it not? No one else could know the struggles; she was meant to be perfect after-all, was she not? She had to be nothing but perfect.

That One Day

At-least it couldn’t get any worse, right? Oh, how she was so wrong; their times were up and the gods had another plan after all this time of docility and murmured movements below the crust of which the ancients walked upon. Hell had rained upon them all and Prada had never been so scared. Her parents had gone into hiding and Prada could do nothing but flee from the collision sites with her mate Versace with no other choice being available. It was a new destiny, a much scarier one. Whether they were supposed to survive this or not was up in the clouds. Unsure and hazy but without giving up, the pair found refuge in a nearby cave, wishing upon the mercy of the Earthshaker to protect them from all that was destructive beyond the walls they sheltered within. Earthshaker had seemingly heard their prayers and ended up letting the two live until the calm had arrived after the storm.

Destiny wasn’t done with them, however. It seemed that the world had another purpose for these two and with a nearby roar from what sounded like a Banescale outside their cave alerted the two. Resurfacing from their hiding space, they were in awe to meet another gold-line royalty specimen. Rynasu. A brilliantly speckling male Bane, although battered and torn in his luxurious crown-like crest fans, standing as if he ruled the mere lands they walked upon. This was when they learnt of the new and growing clan of Runebloods, a clan of the finest, a clan that was destined to be spoken about for generations so long as they played their cards right; Prada’s new ticket back into the high ranks. It didn’t take much convincing and with Rynasu as their king, it wasn’t exactly something they minded. These days you needed a worthy ruler to make it and this male Banescale beamed with that energy, the energy of a true king. It didn’t surprise the two Gaolers to learn that his bloodline was actually of royal descent, hence his vibrancy and broad fan genetic. His father was a famed Banescale ‘Midas’ with the mysterious unnamed mate who was shrouded with rumours and controversies. This was where they belonged, this is where Prada belonged. Her parents would be proud, she knew but this didn’t mean that her other half, Versace was entirely up for it since he knew this was merely because Prada had so much expectation upon her shoulders but supported her nonetheless, aware that this would also mean a high chance of survival for them both if they allied with other dragons or entered into a clan for protection. Just had to hope that this didn’t backfire onto them.

The New Age

Though the carnage was immeasurable; it had been assured that they had survived it when the worst of it all came to pass. The meteors, the heavenly roaring, the utter destruction and craters across the land stopped being formed, it all rang into a calm melody of wind once again. Although the conclusion to the war was uncertain, a truce seemed to form nevertheless between all the gods but with so many ancient colonies and clans gone to the sands of time, it was clear that a new era was upon them when the first new-age dragons began to emerge from mutations containing the will of the elemental gods. Prada couldn’t say she liked them, in her eyes they were bland and dull; hardly any grace and rather untasteful in the judgmental views of a dragon who considered herself to be a queen of her bloodline but this view had been slighted when she came to realize that the rest of her family was alive after all that destruction and yet they all had fully embraced the new changes and even took supplements to even evolve into one of the new breeds. Prada was speechless; her mother MacSunset had formed herself into a Mirror dragon while her father BumbleBee had become a Guardian dragon. They had chosen upon free will to forsake their Gaoler line and choose the new bloods as their new identity. She was almost saddened by it; even past generations of remaining grandparents had become the new breeds too. She was the last remaining family member who had stuck to the Gaoler breed. She was different again but this time, she was also alien compared to her own family and though she didn’t show it, there was a new sense of emotional pain beneath her surface.

All this did push her however into ruling her own new line, her past family could have their new age of revelation but with her new mate, she could continue what she wanted on her own. She wanted to continue the Gaoler line and that was that. Giving each of their golden love-hatchlings names of the most known expensive materialistic things, just as each family did with her and her mate. The gold would not end with Prada, for as long as she was alive within the Runebloods clan with Rynasu’s lead, she would continue to do what it took to keep the golden blood going throughout history, old or new. She would refuse to let it die. Even through the anger she experienced when Rynasu accepted to merge clans with a mere tundra female by the name of Echotix which didn’t sit with the pretentious female Gaoler but was eventually set under a neutral barrier when their new leader seemed to also show a sense of caring nature toward each hatchling that Prada bared… She actually cared for hatchlings that weren’t even her own and with that came a new view from Prada, perhaps this new tundra wasn’t that bad; supportive of her Gaoler line and even strived to keep her children alive. It seemed that dull and boring tundra had actually won over even the most stubborn sliver of perfection herself. Perhaps this era wasn’t as horrible as she first thought it was.

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