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Sakura

(#75158766)

she sees it all ; she is it all

Familiar

Cherry Blossom Strangler

Energy: 46/50

Personal Style

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

16.72 m

Wingspan

16.29 m

Weight

5050.41 kg

Genetics

Latte
Fern (Auraboa)

Bubblegum
Hex (Auraboa)

Hatchday

Jan 15, 2022
(2 years)

Breed

Adult
Auraboa

Eye Type

Nature
Primal

Level 1 Auraboa

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Biography

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Sakura

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Introspective | Oracle | Wary

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"Dragonkind are blessed and cursed with the differences between us. Together, we can create such beauty and wonder that I'm certain even Glademother could never have predicted what we could do together. But these differences have also led to pain, strife, and misunderstandings. Sakura has within her the pains and triumphs of the differences between us: I only hope that we can help her find some measure of happiness."
- Petal

Sakura was meant to be born on a day like any other; no unlucky star hung overhead, no cursed words whispered to the winds, and nothing in the whole of the world meant to happen differently than any other day. Perhaps, that's what makes it all the more tragic. Had there been a prophecy, a sign, or some warning then maybe at least the Auraboa could have taken the steps to protect the Loop and the children to be born outside of it.

But there was only this: a moderate clutch of three eggs, two expecting parents, and the one survivor made of Sakura when the sickness seeped throughout the behemoth claiming the lives of her would-be siblings and forever changing the nature of Auraboa.

The Loop is not meant to be broken. Auraboa had prided themselves once on their near-infinite nature, on how closely they resembled the dream of the Glademother. With The Sickness, that changed. And Sakura, meant to be born like any other Auraboa, instead heralded that change in a way that set her apart from even the newest generations of Auraboa that would come after. Instead of living either entirely as the rest of Sornieth or entirely within the Loop, Sakura is in a state of eternal transition, caught half-way between both world whether she is awake or asleep.

Sakura could not stay with her kind. Her parents, claimed by the same sickness that took her siblings, could not guide her. Her fellows understood her even less than most of the new generations of Auraboas, who they at least could connect with in dreams and had familiarity with their waking experience via the other races of Sornieth. So she left, between one dream and the next. Her elders sighed with relief to not her gone and mourned even the thought of that within the confines of their shared loop. Sakura could never begrudge them for not understanding her; most days, she herself could barely stand her own existence.

She traveled like a petal caught on a breeze. From one clan to the next, one territory to the next. She found things that brought her joy: flowers, rainbows, morning dew, sunsets. And she found things that brought her sorrows: ancient ruins, abandoned graveyards, conflict, strife. She thrived in the Plaugebringer's lands better than she had in most any other. The need to adapt and overcome was all she had known all her life. But those lands would bring to mind the Loop-Memories of her parents, of that feeling of wrong she could sense from her nest-mates before it was overtaken by weakness, exhaustion, until, eventually, there was silence. She left even the Plaugebringer's Lands, taking only the lessons she learned.

And she returned to the lands of growth and greenary and knew these roots were not her own any longer but found that they were better than not having any at all. So, halfway between this world and the next, she found a tree in the Worldedge Wetlands and slept.

She was meant to be born under a mundane sun. Unfortunately, Sakura was never so lucky.

Sakura was stirred from her long slumber by a young Coatl. Her bird-like song like something from a good-dream. Sakura uncoiled, and found that something maybe like years had passed; her tree had grown into something quite large and the lands here were more lush than before. She slithered down her roost, and greeted the Coatl

"What brings you here, to the edge of all things?" Sakura asked aloud. In her mind, the Loop sings and she can sense the Auraboa in the Behemoth living their lives.

"My clan patrols these parts. It is quiet here, and peaceful, and we would like it to remain so. Why do you sleep here, and not in the branches of the Labrinth?" The Coatl asks in return, her long neck twisted to look better upon Sakura.

Sakura sighs, a huff of air. "I am unlike them. I am too different. Too damaged. Too Much. The Sickness struck me only halfway and I am caught between."

The Coatl hums a long note. "Then come with me instead."

"It is not so simple!" Sakura exclaims, rearing back as though physically struck.

"Why not? You've nowhere to go. Nowhere to be. Stay with me for now, and leave tomorrow if you want. But tonight you can enjoy our fires and our stories and we can enjoy good company together."

Sakura wants to object; she cannot stay anywhere for long. It feels too much like the sick-wrong feeling deep beneath her breast bone. But something else says otherwise. Looking upon the Coatl, Sakura can almost sense that she's always known this dragon. The trees here have long memories, and the Auraboas memories are even longer. The dew sings of a youngling who would pounce on their drops and the reeds whisper of a dragon who fights for her clan even as the act itself breaks her heart. The Loop is choppy, and incomplete; a harmony played a half octive too high only to then drop too low. But this she sees: a snapper who stays, a fae who still, a skydancer who calms, broken bodies made whole, those who stay and those who leave. And at the center of them all, herself, years past and years future and years that will never come to be.

Sakura was meant to be born under a mundane star. But this is the life she has now. And the eyes of this strange little Coatl, the way they glint like firelight and shooting stars and evening mist makes Sakura think that maybe she was always meant for something different instead. The Loop hums, and so does Sakura.

"Very well, Amaryllis," Sakura says, laughing at the surprised chirp she makes. "I will come with you and we will share stories and we will make many more together, I am sure."

And they do.

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