Whitestorm
(#52546290)
Level 1 Imperial
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Male Imperial
This dragon is benefiting from the effects of eternal youth.
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
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Scene
Measurements
Length
3.02 m
Wingspan
1.60 m
Weight
80.29 kg
Genetics
Orca
Python
Python
Orca
Alloy
Alloy
Orca
Runes
Runes
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
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"sometimes youre trans" - crowbot ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ In the whisper of the snow, a young Imperial romps through thick, white blankets. It is the dead of night, yet out here, where no one dares dwell, she frolics through the snow without a care in the world. The moon hangs high in the sky, a warm light over a cold world where the land around is empty, and dragons huddle for comfort in warm caves. She submerges herself half into the snow, the glow of the runes lining her body muffled by the thick white blankets of white heaven. There's no one out here who can say things to her or ask questions she doesn't want to answer. "What's wrong with your eyes?" "Nothing's wrong with my eyes," she squeakily protests every time, "I can see just fine with them. They laugh. They call her names. She doesn't like it at all. She can only play in peace in the dead of night, where no dragon or Longneck roams, away from the eyes of those weird adults and mean kids who laugh about her eyes. It used to confuse her until she looked into a puddle of water once and saw her pupils, horizontal, strange but beautiful. She doesn't understand why everyone thinks they're weird. There are a lot of things, she thinks, that she doesn't understand. For one, everyone calls her a "boy". Why is she a boy? She's always thought she is a girl and no one can change that. What's so wrong with that? She doesn't really know, but there's other things that bother her. Everyone around her has parents, yet she isn't allowed to ask or blurt out the question. What are parents? She never had parents, what does that mean for her? No one really bothers to explain it to her, they just shush her. But she did recently learn something more important to know. "What's a name?" she asked, because she didn't have "parents" and wasn't allowed to ask what they were. "Oh," the elder dragons replied, "it's what others call you and you call yourself." She thought for a moment, wanting to make her own name since everyone just called her "freak" or "weirdo". She was fine playing by herself, so she didn't really want to be friends with the other dragons calling her those things, but she didn't want her "name" to be Freak or Weirdo because the adults would be calling her that too. She burst up from the thick snow and looked at herself, all white and sparkly. It was then she had an idea for a name.
lore by shadowforestdrag
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