Breathy
(#7981686)
Level 3 Tundra
Familiar
Fluted Pukasloth
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Female Tundra
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
2.47 m
Wingspan
2.44 m
Weight
282.7 kg
Genetics
White
Crystal
Crystal
Magenta
Facet
Facet
Blue
Gembond
Gembond
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 3 Tundra
EXP: 419 / 1401
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Biography
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"My memories are inside me - they're not things or a place - I can take them anywhere." ❁   
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Breathy came from a family of oracles who called the Abiding Boneyard their home. She had not lived an easy life in her adolescence. The first lesson she could recall learning was that of who to fear. When she was barely old enough to wander on her own, her cousins--all much larger and stronger than she--held her down as they attacked the one thing that could make her more important than they were. Her throat was slashed and torn and she stumbled back to her parents scared and certain of her death. A medic was called and her wounds were healed, but nothing could repair the damage done to her vocal chords completely. She spoke with a raspy tone from that day forward. In her dreams she could still hear the sweet, soft melody that had been her voice before. It told her of things to come, choices to make, branching paths that were impossible for a Tundra to remember. Outsiders had long whispered that this was their curse--to see all but never be able to recall it. Her own father said that once they were Guardians, protectors of ancient magics. She did not know if it was true or not. Her visions would not speak to her of it, no matter how much she asked. When she was on the cusp of adulthood she began traveling from her lair to stare out at the Sea of a Thousand Currents. It was here that she met her first and only love: Smooth. She had played with him and made merry for many weeks, each day forgetting just how dangerous the cliff faces of the Leviathan Trench were and somehow finding herself plummeting towards the waters below. This was not how she would die. She knew that much. The visions foretold of something far worse taking hold of her small, pure white body. She feared the sickness far more than the violent currents. Smooth, of course, did not agree with her priorities. He saved her every time, a proverbial knight in shining armor. She lived for the moments when they touched. Many times when they spoke she would flick her tail ever so carefully so as to seem like an accident when it draped across his. He never said a word about it, and never pulled his own away. They would stay like this for hours as they spoke, a fleeting touch between two nervous sweethearts both too scared to make the first move and possibly ruin what they’d so carefully built together. The first day he’d so carefully handed her a pawful of pearls was the day he set her heart soaring. Each night she’d return home to string them into beautiful pieces of jewelry, and each day she’d return to find him with more. They were purple, a rare kind from how he spoke, and he dove into the deepest depths to find them just for her. ”Why would you risk this just for me?” “Darling, I would risk everything just to catch your glance. This is nothing.” “You’re too kind.” “And you are too enchanting. How many more do you need?” “Need?” “For your jewelry.” “If you’re sure…” “I am.” “A dozen or so?” “They’re yours.” She had still not taken them off. She actually wasn’t certain she ever would. They felt just as much a part of her as her ears, and they were a reminder of him when they weren’t together. She needed those reminders. Their final day together on the cliffs of the Leviathan Trench, she couldn’t bring herself to tell him she was being sent away by her clan. The Tangled Wood required an oracle and so to the Wood she must go. It was her duty, she was honorbound. So she kept it to herself, watching him laugh and smile at her as he spoke and hating her coward’s heart for not being able to speak up. When she left it took three weeks to forget. |
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“You smell like love.” She was looking at the Tundra before her, practically a mirror image, as he held a bouquet of twilight mushrooms out to her. Already her heart was hammering in her chest and her stomach was dancing. She’d seen him fleetingly since he’d come to reside in Meila’s lair, but this was the first time she’d really been able to meet him. “You smell like the sea.” He urged her to take the mushrooms and she did. Their smell was sweet, almost intoxicatingly so, but she loved them immediately. He brought her them almost every week, depending on how her last batch faired. They spent their days and nights at each other’s side. The familiarity was almost uncanny, and somewhere in the back of her mind she could swear she recalled bits and pieces of a love from her past that was so much like Smooth. It took an entire month of peaceful existence for her visions to begin. They’d come to her in her sleep, plaguing her mind with their terrible images. A pure white Tundra, just as she, lying on the floor. They were coughing hard, their side heaving as they tried desperately to fight for breath. The blue stones that dotted their hide clinked against the floor as the attempted to get to their feet, to look to someone above them, but they fell hard against the floor instead with a clatter. The smell of rotting meat and wet earth hung heavy in the air of these dreams, a smell like death itself. She awoke each time with a jerk, panting hard. This was not the first time she had this vision. She knew that in her heart to be true. Some miracle of memory cataloging told her she’d had these when she was young. It was why she feared sickness and disease so much--why she avoided Drip’s room and her mate, Splash. Premonitions of her death, so vivid that she could almost feel it as she moved through her waking days. Smooth had not noticed her nighttime terrors. At least, if he did, he hadn’t said anything. She began to prompt him with questions: “Do you suppose we’ll always know each other?” and each time he and any other dragon in their vicinity would reassure her that they could not see either of them ever being without the other, therefore leaving them without the ability to forget. She cursed her coward’s heart for not speaking up sooner. The sickness came in the night. Drip said it must have come from Splash, though she’d been so certain his disease was dormant and unable to be spread to any of the clan. It was the only explanation she could think of that didn’t threaten to cause widespread panic in the Tangled Wood. Shade sickness. She should have known the visions had never been of her. She’d never seen herself in a dream. She’d been so foolish. Smooth passed in the night, struggling to bring himself to his feet so he could live in her embrace one last time. Months passed. The clan around her would look on at her sadly each time she brought a new batch of twilight mushrooms home. She no longer remembered why they were so sad. When Murmur, a newcomer, asked her why she decorated with mushrooms she simply shrugged. “They smell like love.” |
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"Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live. " ❁   
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Made with pieces from Mibella and TheWindBloom
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