Ceres
(#66301845)
mom, i'm sorry. i'm so, so sorry
Familiar
Cockatrice
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Male Nocturne
This dragon is benefiting from the effects of eternal youth.
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Personal Style
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Scene
Measurements
Length
0.82 m
Wingspan
1.12 m
Weight
31.79 kg
Genetics
Maize
Basic
Basic
Crocodile
Basic
Basic
Mantis
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Nocturne
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
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❊ ceres |
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Ceres hatched under the full moon at the dawn of a new year. The proud mother, adorned with her jewelry and herbs, cherished her son of dappled forest light. At the very moment he left his egg, Lilith loved him with all the emotion a witch could bestow upon her son. Since the beginning, all Ceres could remember was the hut. Dark, damp, filled with the putrid smell of boiled root, rabbit’s foot, and cloying lavender. There was one tiny window, high on the wall, close to the thatched roof, that let in just enough meager sunlight to illuminate the dust floating through the air. Since the beginning, Ceres wanted more. And one day, he got his wish. His task was deceptively simple- find these simple herbs and use them to create a potion of his very own. Proudly, with a tail and wings too big for his body, he stumbled out into the great unknown. Eventually, with enough digging, he found the bright green, aromatic herbs and raced home to his mother, his face a manifestation of pure joy. Yet as he leaned over the tall cauldron to reap the fruits of his labor, those overambitious talons of his became slippery. Now, as he balanced on the rim of a half-created concoction, his too-big wings got the better of him. He scrabbled at the iron, but try as he might, he could not defeat the forces of nature that plunged him into the vat. Agonizing, screaming pain. Wings ripping, scales tearing. The sludge seeped into every little foolish crack. Bright green, melting black. As his mother heaved him out, the sludge crystalized, gluing itself permanently to his snout. Adorned with his failures, Ceres was left outside the hut to heal. Lilith does not take kindly to mistakes. As the months and years pass, Ceres does not grow with the tree he has taken refuge with. His mane stays black and singed, his snout scarred with crystal, and he watches. All he ever seems to do is watch. Watch the village discover the truth of his disappearance, watch his mother flee into the woods that no longer protect her. Watch as she finds a new dragonet to haunt, to feed her revenge. Watch as his memory fades until he finds himself at one again with the dappled forest floor, forever still and quiet. | ______ |
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| ______ | by krazkitcat |
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