Zephyr
(#60895663)
Sometimes in the winds of change, we find our true direction
Rick
Scorchpaw Prowler
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Male Fae
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
0.6 m
Wingspan
1.01 m
Weight
1.41 kg
Genetics
Stone
Basic
Basic
Seafoam
Basic
Basic
Thistle
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 6 Fae
EXP: 5980 / 8380
STR
5
AGI
22
DEF
13
QCK
10
INT
21
VIT
10
MND
11
Lineage
Biography
"Hello there! What brings you to Gustgale today?"
A small fae hummed as you approach him.
Swaying in the wind, he reminds you of a kite floating in the breeze.
The clan's leader, gentle and humble,
Like the wind he shares his name with.
Winds of change...
As a young Fae male flew across the Windswept Plateau, he got caught in a storm.
Now, this wasn't your ordinary run-of-the-mill storm. No. This was no ordinary storm at all. It might have been a hurricane for all we know.
Thunder crashed around him and strong winds eventually tore the poor fae out of his path of flight, sending him spiraling into the unknown.........
A while later the Fae looked around, unaware of surroundings and confused. Where was he? How long had he been unconcious? Suddenly, a bit of rustling came from a bush. He stepped back, startled and afraid of the possibility of danger. No... it couldn't end... not like this!
Out from the bushes jumped a large Scorchpaw Prowler, but the beast didn't seem to be interested in attacking the Fae. Instead, it looked worried as if it were running from something for its life. And then, out of nowhere, a bright green mirror dragon emerged from the bush.
"Eek! D-don't hurt me!" The Fae pleaded.
The mirror scoffed,"Why in the name of the Windsinger would I want to even bother with you? You don't even look like you're worth it."
"I.... I", the Fae stuttered, "Where are we?"
"The Frostwarden's den."
"Please just answer my question."
"How would I know? Do I look like the type of dragon who cares about geography and whatnot?" The mirror sighed,"Anyways, move out of the way, that Scorchpaw was supposed to be my dinner." The Scorchpaw, who somehow ended up hiding behind the Fae started to growl. The mirror was about to shove the Fae to the side when suddenly...
"No, I'm not letting you," the Fae defended the poor beast.
"No? NO? WHAT WOULD A PUNY LITTLE FAE EVEN KNOW ABOUT SURVIVING ANYWAYS? The outcome of this hunt could have very much determined weather I ate or started, if I lived or die. AND YOU ARE GETTING IN THE WAY, SO MOVE!"
"Then go hunt something else. There's no way I am letting you eat this fluffly little floofy," The Scorchpaw licked the Fae's claws, "We can even help you hunt, right Rick? Whats your name by the way? I'm Zephyr!"
"Did you just..... name that thing....? And... uhhh..."The mirror started to look a tad flustered," My name is Arin-"
"Well then Arin! Lets go find something to hunt! Maybe we can find some bugs along the way!"
Zephyr's generosity surprised Arin. "Why are you being so nice to me....even though I was extremely rude to you earlier..."
"Isn't that what dragons are supposed to do? Help each other that?"
"They are?- uhhh.... I mean...." Arin looked at the ground, "I don't normally socialize with other dragons.... my parents deserted me a few days after I hatched and I have lived alone ever since..."
"I'm so sorry about that...."
"No, don't be! Its perfectly fine, I'm sure they would have been bad parents anyways. Also, I learned how to fend for myself at an early age so that's something!"
An idea sprung into Zephyr's head, "If I am lost and most likely cannot figure how to get home, and you are solitary, we both have to survive together, right? Well, what if we sort of teamed up to help each other survive and stuff? With Rick, of course." Rick purred in response.
"Sure! I mean....." the mirror coughed,"Sounds alright with me. I'll show you around the area a bit while we hunt."
Zephyr grinned, "Alright, but lets be sure to catch some bugs along the way, meat doesn't seem that appealing."
And with that, the trio headed off and enjoyed a nice meal of deer....and bugs. Can't forget the bugs.
Funny how one story can lead to another, huh? More and more stories.......my poor broken fingers.......
Swaying in the wind, he reminds you of a kite floating in the breeze.
The clan's leader, gentle and humble,
Like the wind he shares his name with.
Winds of change...
As a young Fae male flew across the Windswept Plateau, he got caught in a storm.
Now, this wasn't your ordinary run-of-the-mill storm. No. This was no ordinary storm at all. It might have been a hurricane for all we know.
Thunder crashed around him and strong winds eventually tore the poor fae out of his path of flight, sending him spiraling into the unknown.........
A while later the Fae looked around, unaware of surroundings and confused. Where was he? How long had he been unconcious? Suddenly, a bit of rustling came from a bush. He stepped back, startled and afraid of the possibility of danger. No... it couldn't end... not like this!
Out from the bushes jumped a large Scorchpaw Prowler, but the beast didn't seem to be interested in attacking the Fae. Instead, it looked worried as if it were running from something for its life. And then, out of nowhere, a bright green mirror dragon emerged from the bush.
"Eek! D-don't hurt me!" The Fae pleaded.
The mirror scoffed,"Why in the name of the Windsinger would I want to even bother with you? You don't even look like you're worth it."
"I.... I", the Fae stuttered, "Where are we?"
"The Frostwarden's den."
"Please just answer my question."
"How would I know? Do I look like the type of dragon who cares about geography and whatnot?" The mirror sighed,"Anyways, move out of the way, that Scorchpaw was supposed to be my dinner." The Scorchpaw, who somehow ended up hiding behind the Fae started to growl. The mirror was about to shove the Fae to the side when suddenly...
"No, I'm not letting you," the Fae defended the poor beast.
"No? NO? WHAT WOULD A PUNY LITTLE FAE EVEN KNOW ABOUT SURVIVING ANYWAYS? The outcome of this hunt could have very much determined weather I ate or started, if I lived or die. AND YOU ARE GETTING IN THE WAY, SO MOVE!"
"Then go hunt something else. There's no way I am letting you eat this fluffly little floofy," The Scorchpaw licked the Fae's claws, "We can even help you hunt, right Rick? Whats your name by the way? I'm Zephyr!"
"Did you just..... name that thing....? And... uhhh..."The mirror started to look a tad flustered," My name is Arin-"
"Well then Arin! Lets go find something to hunt! Maybe we can find some bugs along the way!"
Zephyr's generosity surprised Arin. "Why are you being so nice to me....even though I was extremely rude to you earlier..."
"Isn't that what dragons are supposed to do? Help each other that?"
"They are?- uhhh.... I mean...." Arin looked at the ground, "I don't normally socialize with other dragons.... my parents deserted me a few days after I hatched and I have lived alone ever since..."
"I'm so sorry about that...."
"No, don't be! Its perfectly fine, I'm sure they would have been bad parents anyways. Also, I learned how to fend for myself at an early age so that's something!"
An idea sprung into Zephyr's head, "If I am lost and most likely cannot figure how to get home, and you are solitary, we both have to survive together, right? Well, what if we sort of teamed up to help each other survive and stuff? With Rick, of course." Rick purred in response.
"Sure! I mean....." the mirror coughed,"Sounds alright with me. I'll show you around the area a bit while we hunt."
Zephyr grinned, "Alright, but lets be sure to catch some bugs along the way, meat doesn't seem that appealing."
And with that, the trio headed off and enjoyed a nice meal of deer....and bugs. Can't forget the bugs.
Funny how one story can lead to another, huh? More and more stories.......my poor broken fingers.......
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