Orias
(#57588479)
"I'll do everything I can to help you, I swear"
Abbadon
Red-Winged Owlcat
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Nature.
Female Tundra
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.56 m
Wingspan
3.96 m
Weight
389.02 kg
Genetics
Slate
Python
Python
Terracotta
Toxin
Toxin
Sunshine
Veined
Veined
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Tundra
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
8
AGI
7
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
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Orias
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description  Orias, the son of Crowley and Igneae, is not large for his breed but despite this he has enough fight in him to match an imperial. The tundra is often soft spoken, hardly ever raising his voice above a whisper, which likely helps to make sure others listen when he speaks. While he is considered to be more of a pacifist he will never back down from a fight; he has been called both honorable and stubborn on multiple occasions, for he may be quiet but he is a force to be reckoned with. |
 historyOrias was not born as he is now. His fur was short and silky while his father’s was long and thick, nor was he named Orias. When he hatched his fathers thought they had gotten a daughter and so he was raised to heal like Crowley, taught how to help himself and others when the need arose, but Orias wanted to learn to fight, he wanted to use a blade. It wasn’t until his little brother was born that Orias found his name and his voice. Orias was quiet when he first told his parents of his feelings, of how he viewed himself; he didn’t hate or fear them for how they had raised him until then, he only wanted them to know who he was. Neither parent hesitated to claim him as their son, the eldest of two, instead Crowley finished Orias basic training in healing before Igneae took over and taught him how to fight with both a blade and his paws. |
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a new companion  Many of Orias’ trips are spent with his brother, the two are inseparable, but that’s not to say they don’t have adventures without the other on occasion, this story is one such occasion. Deep in the Shrieking Wilds is a place where the land does not change with the seasons, instead it shows the change infinitum. One such area holds trees whose leaves dance like fire in the breeze, the crunch of those same leaves seemingly constant underfoot. The air is chilly, not like the land of ice and snow in the south, but the breeze has a subtle nip that bites through even the thick fur that coats Orias’ back. He felt drawn to those woods that day, like something within was calling his name, so now he made his way through the trunks of the massive trees as he followed the tug in his chest. As he neared the source of this strange pull he felt his ears twitch involuntarily as a creature farther into the trees let out a sound of distress, the noise was like a squeak and yip mixed together into an ear piercing tone. All thoughts of following the tug from earlier left his mind as he turned his attention towards the noise before taking off through the trees, desperate to find and help whatever had called out. There was a natural order to things in the woods but that doesn’t mean he couldn’t lend a paw to something in need. It only took a minute of racing between trunks for him to find the source of the call, a small red-winged owlcat who’s lower half was buried under a large branch. Upon seeing him the small animal released another shrill call, their distress increasing with his arrival. The small creature was in pain, and it likely saw him as nothing more than a predator, but despite this he approached, careful to keep away from the little paws that struck out towards him. Once he was close enough he lifted the log, doing his best to make sure he didn’t worsen the little owlcat’s situation as he did. The small beast barely hesitated to dart away, scrambling out from under the log with its front legs. As Orias set the log down he noticed how the owlcat held itself with its hindlegs half dragging behind them. Biting at his lip Orias slowly reached into his pouch of supplies before pulling out a small scrap of meat; he couldn’t eat it but he always packed some incase he happened upon someone who needed food. Holding the food out he sat and waited patiently for the skittish owlcat to approach. Once they were close enough he set the food down at his feet before, as subtle as he could manage, he looked over the creatures hind legs and spine. When a gentle prod of her haunches went unnoticed it became obvious what was wrong, and it was then that Orias knew she would never survive in these woods, so as carefully as he could manage he picked the small creature up by the scruff, making sure to grab her food along with, before resting her on his back. It never struck him as odd that she never ran, nor did how quickly she settled onto his back surprise him, though perhaps this was because that odd tug in his chest disappeared. His grandmother had always told him that he would know when he found his familiar, even if he didn’t realize it at first. |
- Trans baby! Trans baby!
- The son of Crowley and Igneae
- A good soft boy
- A knight like his dad! (Though he does know more than just the bare minimum for healing thanks to Crowley's insistence)
- Crowley spends more time than he'd like to admit fussing over him
- Will not hesitate to help anyone in need, even if he knows nothing about them (this has gotten him into trouble once or twice)
- Loves spending time with his grandparents and just family in general
- Found Abbadon injured in the woods and decided to try and help her recover. She never fully regained the use of her hind legs and she and Orias have been inseparable ever since.
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