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| myahoo | Jan 28 2016, 01:40 AM Post #1 |
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![]() Name: Stormflight Nickname: Storm Approximate Age:: Four cycles Breed: Light Type: Normal Class: Wild Region: Vagabond Personality: A bit of an adrenaline junkie, he's rather reckless, as he figures he can just phase through anything that gives him problems. He's also a bit naive and thoughtless, though both of those are more the result of his youth than any intentional maliciousness. Otherwise, he's friendly and curious and perfectly willing to just hang out with whoever crosses his path in exchange for stories and tales from the individual's past. Back story: Born in Listhrea to indulgent parents, Stormflight spent much of his puphood exploring and poking around to see what was around. He was quite a nuisance for the nearby inhabitants, particularly those who'd arrived from the other continents, but not for the attention. No, what he wanted was the stories of life outside Listhrea, tales of adventures and two-legs and evil aershaa and good aershaa. He wanted to hear about magistorms, the tundras of Siyari, the forests and deserts of Sundast and Hasseran, and the humans and furrs of Jiskadar. Every time he could wheedle another story from someone, he would promise himself to see what they told him one day. After all, as a Light, he'd live a long, long time; he'd have to have something to keep himself occupied for that long. Eventually, though, they got tired of telling him stories and told him to go out and do something instead. He was young; why wasn't he out there getting into some sort of trouble? Of course, that just got him caught in a wild and windy storm while he was learning to fly. Once he'd flown through it in a rush of adrenaline and possible insanity, he'd decided that changing the latter half of his name to 'Flight' would be appropriate, as he fully intended to continue with his new-found hobby. 'Chaser' would have been more appropriate, he was told wryly after the sixth storm he flew through, just because he could. Most aershaa, after all, kept to the ground when they felt the whipping winds approach, if they couldn't find some sort of cave to hunker down in to wait out the storm. It was during one of those gusty suns preceding a brilliant storm that blew him over the side of the floating continent and dropped him on the eastern edge of Hasseran. Upon realizing where he was, he promptly panicked for a few moments before he remembered that he could fly back up whenever he wanted. Which meant he was free to explore as he'd been wanting to do since he could officially be called an adult, he thought brightly, completely forgetting that his parents would have no idea where he'd gone and would probably be panicking themselves at his disappearance. And so Stormflight set off to explore the world, starting with these wetlands. Current Plots: None Future Plots: None Posting Color: #A279B3 Any references?: Old Journal |
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