Malena
(#45793543)
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
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Energy: 43/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.28 m
Wingspan
6.12 m
Weight
346.72 kg
Genetics
Sunset
Petals
Petals
Caramel
Butterfly
Butterfly
Wine
Opal
Opal
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
- Fuchsia
- Ruby
- Copper
- Driftwood
- Wine
- Sable
- Sunshine
- Unnamed
- Hexabee
- Cantaloupe
- Auteux
- Norn
- Cherry
- Sable
- Ruby
- Fall
- Spice
- Eugene
- Saffron
- Strawberry
- Chicken
- Watermelon
- Silver
- Grape
- Gregg
- Kassadin
- Unnamed
- Opal
- Unnamed
- Bronze
- Fire
- Cinnamon
- Soila
- Chocolate
- Umber
- Rust
- Cinnamon
- Unnamed
- Sunset
- Marigold
- Cinnamon
- Orange
- Carrot
- ABA
- Drenin
- Pepik
- Latte
- Driftwood
- Solstice
- Sol
- Helia
- Apollo
- Latte
- Berry
- Peach
- Sable
Biography
NAME
|| the hunter ||
"And the sun took a step back, the leaves lulled themselves to sleep and autumn was awakened"
|| the hunter ||
"And the sun took a step back, the leaves lulled themselves to sleep and autumn was awakened"
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For all her sweet, charming words and soft smiles, she should not be trusted. Born to Striss and Draconis on a stormy, autumn night, she was always a bit odd. Her dark, almost stained opal gene was nothing near her father's wonder red-orange, nor was she gifted with a green, or a purple, or any color that was not forebodingly dark. Her eyes, as well, lacked the usual brightness of wind eyes, instead baring a pale, lifeless color to them. As a hatchling, she would often fight with her siblings, quite viciously at that. Bite marks, scratches, and other investments towards future scars soon decorated them, while she herself bore barely any. Once she hit her adolescent years, however, she dipped far, far into hiding, and one of her brothers just... vanished. Her parents were sure they'd come back, eventually, but as time passed, days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months. Months turned into years. Soon enough, the vestiges of the two fled from their minds, and they were lost to memory. To history. It's said that when the leaves begin to turn their festive colors in fall that on every night the full moon is visible, a stranger comes from deep within the colorfully-leaved forest, clad in orange feathers and dark branches, with a darker set of clothing underneath, her markings not visible to the eyes. Most often, she sends you on your way, but very rarely will she ask for a fight. You wouldn't be the first. You won't be the last. |
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