Cettrik
(#57799159)
"You have no idea what dwells below our very claws"
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Energy: 45/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
6.94 m
Wingspan
7.36 m
Weight
565.02 kg
Genetics
Sable
Bar
Bar
Umber
Daub
Daub
Latte
Gembond
Gembond
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Wildclaw
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
8
AGI
9
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
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Frightened Frostbite
He/Him | Bicurious Ex-Archeologist |
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An old researcher hailing from a clan up north, the Wildclaw was a fond researcher into an old breed type that used to live around the ice flight for a long long time. Gaolers and everything about what happened before he was born was a fascinating subject to him. So much so that it was his entire life work.
Getting to join a digsite team when he grew a little older seemed like a dream come true until a cave in had the dragon trapped in a place he assumed wasn't too hidden. But there he stood, for months, keeping himself warm with small puffs of smoke and fire from his nose until one day he was found.
Freaked out to the extreme, the Wildclaw wouldn't listen to anyone who had found him, running for his life across the snow, stumbling and tripped until the ice on his wings broke off. He flew for miles until his wings could carry him through the air no more. He was spotted by the Hollows protectors above the camp, but before anything could be said he began plummeting down towards the camp grounds. Being caught by the local cryptid, Lullaby, he was placed in the middle of camp grounds for everyone to gawk at.
Ery called everyone to get out of the way and began tugging him back with the help of few dragons around, others stopped to glaze over the curious frost dusted grass this injured Wildclaw had left from his fall. Slowly but surely, the dragon's learning to calm his nerves, gathering his research has been a bit of a difficult task however; due to how Gaoelers and Banescales roam around as if time had gone backwards.
Getting to join a digsite team when he grew a little older seemed like a dream come true until a cave in had the dragon trapped in a place he assumed wasn't too hidden. But there he stood, for months, keeping himself warm with small puffs of smoke and fire from his nose until one day he was found.
Freaked out to the extreme, the Wildclaw wouldn't listen to anyone who had found him, running for his life across the snow, stumbling and tripped until the ice on his wings broke off. He flew for miles until his wings could carry him through the air no more. He was spotted by the Hollows protectors above the camp, but before anything could be said he began plummeting down towards the camp grounds. Being caught by the local cryptid, Lullaby, he was placed in the middle of camp grounds for everyone to gawk at.
Ery called everyone to get out of the way and began tugging him back with the help of few dragons around, others stopped to glaze over the curious frost dusted grass this injured Wildclaw had left from his fall. Slowly but surely, the dragon's learning to calm his nerves, gathering his research has been a bit of a difficult task however; due to how Gaoelers and Banescales roam around as if time had gone backwards.
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Bio Resources by Poisonedpaper
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