Comet
(#56663318)
doing her best
Heracles
Hawksbill Goliath
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Earth.
Female Skydancer
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.87 m
Wingspan
4.8 m
Weight
599.74 kg
Genetics
Indigo
Starmap
Starmap
Royal
Morph
Morph
Cerulean
Lace
Lace
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 21 Skydancer
EXP: 79197 / 127509
STR
4
AGI
22
DEF
10
QCK
47
INT
103
VIT
12
MND
10
Biography
a coli challenge of sorts that morphed into a favoured oc
-to start-
-keepsakes-
-lore-
The hulking turtle lay wounded on the crystalline floor, it's glimmering shell heaving with labored breaths. Her travelling party had already moved on, but as Comet looked into the eye of the Goliath she saw not fear nor anger, but an empty resignation, she watched as it let out a great sigh, it's eyelid slipping closed, seemingly content with its fate. She reached out and placed a tentative claw against its nose, then using all the power she could muster she willed the great creatures wounds to close and it's breath to return. It's pale eye flickered open, gazing up at her; she gave it an apologetic smile and tilted her head in a silent question. It's beak curled, as much as a beak could, into a smile, as it righted itself and pushed its nose more firmly against her hand. They left the cavern together, prepared for whatever may wait beyond.
- - -
Comet felt her strength waning, it had been a hard day of training with little reward. All was not lost however, hours of fighting alongside her new-found companion had rendered them quite the team. His large shell provided excellent cover for her volleys of magical attacks; and by the time night fell they were a formidable threat. As they settled down around the small fire Comet had built, she wondered how they could better communicate, as she was sure he would have a great many stories to tell, if the scars decorating his shell and skin were anything to go on. However it was a problem that could be dealt with another day, she decided, watching him yawn languidly, and tuck his head beneath his fin. That night she had the best sleep she’d gotten in years.
- - -
the morning was hot and humid, promising a truly scorching midday. As they trekked through the thick jungle, the vines and leaves blocking their path seemed to grow thicker by the minute. Comet looked to Heracles, who was very much not suited for this environment, his large fins kept getting tangled in the low hanging foliage. She was about to suggest they turn back, when she saw it; There was a faint glow coming from a hollow log, the gently pulsing blue light drew her eye, her breath caught in her throat. She tapped her claw twice against the edge of Heracles’s shell to get his attention, and pointed out the fallen tree. He sat back on his haunches as she made her way towards the glowing hollow. She reached into the mossy log and felt a slight electrical charge from something smooth and hard, now sure that it was an egg, she removed it as fast as she could without damaging it. Comet made her way back to Heracles cradling the egg close to her chest, he tilted his head this way and that to get a better look at what she was carrying, after he realised what it was he stood quickly beak snapping in excitement, Comet smiled at this, and nodded her agreement.
They made their way through the thick wood even slower than before, planning to stop as soon as they found an open clearing, and soon enough they saw a gap in the trees and headed for it. As they traveled the egg had been pulsing more and more frequently, and as she placed it down on the makeshift bed of leaves she saw the firsts cracks begin to form, suddenly an anxiety swept through her, how could she possibly raise this child, she hadn’t been around hatchlings in so long, but it was far too late to worry about that now as the eggs shell had fully split.
They were so small, a tiny mess of wet fur and leathery wings, their color matching that of the moss growing on the soft ground of the clearing. All her doubts were swept away by the gentle squeaks of the little dragon squirming about before her. Comet reached out to them attempting to organise their limbs and get a better look at what they might be, not enough feathers for a coatl, and nowhere near big enough for an imperial, disregarding the rareness of a lost egg from those folk. A bright blue eye came into view, staring up from a round and gentle face, a tundra then, what business a tundra egg had doing in the depths of the sweltering rain forest, Comet didn’t know nor care. Heracles approached slowly, taking great care to maneuver his large form gently as to not scare the little one, gazing over her shoulder he said something in his soft swooping language that escaped her grasp, the little tundra let out a peep in response which brought a huge smile to the old turtles face as he clicked his beak in happiness once again.
As night fell and the clearing was gently illuminated by the flicker of flames, she watched the tiny green ball of fur sleep gently against her side, letting out a rumbling purr as they did so. Heracles shifted behind her, encircling the both of them with his broad fin before settling down, and as she drifted to sleep she realised that she finally had what she’d always wanted, a family.
-to start-
-keepsakes-
-lore-
The hulking turtle lay wounded on the crystalline floor, it's glimmering shell heaving with labored breaths. Her travelling party had already moved on, but as Comet looked into the eye of the Goliath she saw not fear nor anger, but an empty resignation, she watched as it let out a great sigh, it's eyelid slipping closed, seemingly content with its fate. She reached out and placed a tentative claw against its nose, then using all the power she could muster she willed the great creatures wounds to close and it's breath to return. It's pale eye flickered open, gazing up at her; she gave it an apologetic smile and tilted her head in a silent question. It's beak curled, as much as a beak could, into a smile, as it righted itself and pushed its nose more firmly against her hand. They left the cavern together, prepared for whatever may wait beyond.
- - -
Comet felt her strength waning, it had been a hard day of training with little reward. All was not lost however, hours of fighting alongside her new-found companion had rendered them quite the team. His large shell provided excellent cover for her volleys of magical attacks; and by the time night fell they were a formidable threat. As they settled down around the small fire Comet had built, she wondered how they could better communicate, as she was sure he would have a great many stories to tell, if the scars decorating his shell and skin were anything to go on. However it was a problem that could be dealt with another day, she decided, watching him yawn languidly, and tuck his head beneath his fin. That night she had the best sleep she’d gotten in years.
- - -
the morning was hot and humid, promising a truly scorching midday. As they trekked through the thick jungle, the vines and leaves blocking their path seemed to grow thicker by the minute. Comet looked to Heracles, who was very much not suited for this environment, his large fins kept getting tangled in the low hanging foliage. She was about to suggest they turn back, when she saw it; There was a faint glow coming from a hollow log, the gently pulsing blue light drew her eye, her breath caught in her throat. She tapped her claw twice against the edge of Heracles’s shell to get his attention, and pointed out the fallen tree. He sat back on his haunches as she made her way towards the glowing hollow. She reached into the mossy log and felt a slight electrical charge from something smooth and hard, now sure that it was an egg, she removed it as fast as she could without damaging it. Comet made her way back to Heracles cradling the egg close to her chest, he tilted his head this way and that to get a better look at what she was carrying, after he realised what it was he stood quickly beak snapping in excitement, Comet smiled at this, and nodded her agreement.
They made their way through the thick wood even slower than before, planning to stop as soon as they found an open clearing, and soon enough they saw a gap in the trees and headed for it. As they traveled the egg had been pulsing more and more frequently, and as she placed it down on the makeshift bed of leaves she saw the firsts cracks begin to form, suddenly an anxiety swept through her, how could she possibly raise this child, she hadn’t been around hatchlings in so long, but it was far too late to worry about that now as the eggs shell had fully split.
They were so small, a tiny mess of wet fur and leathery wings, their color matching that of the moss growing on the soft ground of the clearing. All her doubts were swept away by the gentle squeaks of the little dragon squirming about before her. Comet reached out to them attempting to organise their limbs and get a better look at what they might be, not enough feathers for a coatl, and nowhere near big enough for an imperial, disregarding the rareness of a lost egg from those folk. A bright blue eye came into view, staring up from a round and gentle face, a tundra then, what business a tundra egg had doing in the depths of the sweltering rain forest, Comet didn’t know nor care. Heracles approached slowly, taking great care to maneuver his large form gently as to not scare the little one, gazing over her shoulder he said something in his soft swooping language that escaped her grasp, the little tundra let out a peep in response which brought a huge smile to the old turtles face as he clicked his beak in happiness once again.
As night fell and the clearing was gently illuminated by the flicker of flames, she watched the tiny green ball of fur sleep gently against her side, letting out a rumbling purr as they did so. Heracles shifted behind her, encircling the both of them with his broad fin before settling down, and as she drifted to sleep she realised that she finally had what she’d always wanted, a family.
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