Vulture

Born of the fifth nest of Celeste, the Mother of All.

"Born to live. Born to fight.
In this world, only the strongest will remain.
All the other will turn to dust, slowly flowing away like time itself.
And soon all forgotten."

Named after the the winged scavenger that flood the sky during times of war, Vulture was a fearsome warrior. His size for a Skydancer was remarkable too, taller and stronger than most of them. His eyes were as sharp as his claws, able to perce to very soul of any who would dare to stare at him.
Because of this, he was feared by many, his only presence enough to make the stongest quiver and look at the ground.

He was cold, even with the few he could call friends, as he knew that all that existed was short-lived. Relathionships, peace, life, all of it would eventually come to an end.
This coldness didn't grant him many friends, but many followers. Simple-minded dragons were amazed by his grandeur, and followed him thinking they could use his prestige to their advantage. Most of them were bandits, criminals or dragons of easy virtue, lurking in the shadows of the night as the commoners slept soundly.
These didn't bothered Vulture in the slightest, the later even feeling pride that dragons tried to bask in his grandeur.

Following his own path, he wants to become the strongest of all, a leader of an army able to make the world tremble before him.
Many would wonder why, and many have theorized that his craziness caused this thirst of power.
But in reality, he was just bored, and wanted to enjoy life at its fullest.

Because what's better than to wake up in the glory of hearing the screaming of your ennemies?



To be continued

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Please, do not exalt him and all of the work and thought that went into this dragon.
He is meant to build lore and may have even built some by the time you are in possession of him. If you plan to exalt him, please return him to his birthclan (@Pokenol) or whoever you bought him from (@Temere).




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Oo I actually put a picture >:3

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