fawn
(#86307099)
Level 1 Coatl
Familiar
Ferocious Foo
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Fire.
Female Coatl
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.62 m
Wingspan
8.9 m
Weight
970.95 kg
Genetics
Chocolate
Cherub
Cherub
Strawberry
Butterfly
Butterfly
Brick
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Coatl
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
7
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
5
MND
6
Biography
The hidden shaman
There is a way in which life and time dance hand in hand. That way is familiar to many. Giving and Taking. It was a fact. A known flow that traveled with the current of being alive. It was a given. It was also taken. For every action of giving there is a reaction of taking. For to give is to know that there will be a take. Fawn knew this quite well. She had known since the day she was hatched. Like little sea turtles turning to the sea, Fawn opened up into a world of giving and taking. Through it she saw many givers and many takers. She knew what she was. What she wanted to be. She wanted to be a giver.
Every giver makes choices. What Fawn fell into was the euphoric feeling that giving gave to her. It created a space of selflessness that indulged selfishness. Everyone wants to feel good about themselves. Giving is one of the easiest ways to earn this while also being regarded as good. Fawn adored it. She would give and give and give. She would give all of herself if allowed. It was what she dreamed of doing. To be fully given, fully taken. Then there was Coyote. Tall, charming, toned. A taker. Fawn was head over heels. She would collect herbs and berries, meeting him underneath the shine of moonlight to revel in the connection. They shared in their cycle, Fawn giving more and more of herself to him and Coyote taking all of it without judgement. Her giggles, her tears, her secrets, her lies, all of it. Coyote took it all.
So Fawn continued to give. She gave it all. She gave up her life before the meadow. She gave into moving with Coyote to be under Queen Frolic. She gave up her time to learn medicine and herbs. She became somewhat of a shaman. Using essence, knowledge and medicinal practices to help those that came back injured. But that was just the thing. With all the giving Fawn had done, she realized something. She had nothing left to give. Fawn turned to Coyote. Her knight. Her savior. Her taker. For the first time ever, the taker became the giver. Coyote gave to her three beautiful hatchlings. All girls. All beautiful and soft and sweet. Born in the meadows.
After that Fawn became quieter, more reserved. She spent her time tending and doting on her daughters. But there was a buzzing in the back of Fawn's mind. The secrets of the meadows. They were taunting her. There was a whisper in the night. Telling her that Coyote was not what he seemed. An ancient voice, begging her to take her daughters and run. It came in her dream the night before. Then the next night. Then the next. Fawn felt her head spin. She was a giver. What could she do? But she would make her way to the wildflowers in the morning. Collecting herbs and keeping her ears open. For maybe the meadows not only held the secrets but the answers to them as well.
There is a way in which life and time dance hand in hand. That way is familiar to many. Giving and Taking. It was a fact. A known flow that traveled with the current of being alive. It was a given. It was also taken. For every action of giving there is a reaction of taking. For to give is to know that there will be a take. Fawn knew this quite well. She had known since the day she was hatched. Like little sea turtles turning to the sea, Fawn opened up into a world of giving and taking. Through it she saw many givers and many takers. She knew what she was. What she wanted to be. She wanted to be a giver.
Every giver makes choices. What Fawn fell into was the euphoric feeling that giving gave to her. It created a space of selflessness that indulged selfishness. Everyone wants to feel good about themselves. Giving is one of the easiest ways to earn this while also being regarded as good. Fawn adored it. She would give and give and give. She would give all of herself if allowed. It was what she dreamed of doing. To be fully given, fully taken. Then there was Coyote. Tall, charming, toned. A taker. Fawn was head over heels. She would collect herbs and berries, meeting him underneath the shine of moonlight to revel in the connection. They shared in their cycle, Fawn giving more and more of herself to him and Coyote taking all of it without judgement. Her giggles, her tears, her secrets, her lies, all of it. Coyote took it all.
So Fawn continued to give. She gave it all. She gave up her life before the meadow. She gave into moving with Coyote to be under Queen Frolic. She gave up her time to learn medicine and herbs. She became somewhat of a shaman. Using essence, knowledge and medicinal practices to help those that came back injured. But that was just the thing. With all the giving Fawn had done, she realized something. She had nothing left to give. Fawn turned to Coyote. Her knight. Her savior. Her taker. For the first time ever, the taker became the giver. Coyote gave to her three beautiful hatchlings. All girls. All beautiful and soft and sweet. Born in the meadows.
After that Fawn became quieter, more reserved. She spent her time tending and doting on her daughters. But there was a buzzing in the back of Fawn's mind. The secrets of the meadows. They were taunting her. There was a whisper in the night. Telling her that Coyote was not what he seemed. An ancient voice, begging her to take her daughters and run. It came in her dream the night before. Then the next night. Then the next. Fawn felt her head spin. She was a giver. What could she do? But she would make her way to the wildflowers in the morning. Collecting herbs and keeping her ears open. For maybe the meadows not only held the secrets but the answers to them as well.
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