Username: Gadgetrocks
Name: Nile
Gender: Female
Gender for breeding: Female
"Where do the summer winds take you?"
Nile sighed, knee deep in the summer on spring grass, dry but alive, a yellowy green. Her tail felt heavy, the sun leeching the moisture from them, making her throut feel parched and salty. She had to find a forest, having the ability to turn into a birch tree covered in honey suckles was usefull, but not if the sun was tearing at her with its ravonous claws. The field looked endless, stretching on, one rolling hill after another.
"Why did I do this..." She whispered aloud, scolding herself for trying to go to Seven Stars for potion ingredients, she should have know the Queen would be suspicious of a viscet with a huge plant covered tail who was looking for fresh whip grass. The guards had tried to arrest her, but the fact that she can turn into a tree halted them, as they had no idea where she had gone. Nile grumbled to herself, feeling drained from not being near trees and nature for hours on end.
----------Nile's hobbies----------
Druidic Magic: Nile is a druid, so this one probably makes the most sense. Druidic magic mainly resolves around plants and nature, and the whip grass she was buying was for her spell casting. Her magic is mainly used for healing and making plants grow, though it can have a dark side. Able to trap you strangle the life out of something with her plants is always a concern, so that's why she lives alone in the woods.
"The discovery of magic."
The tiny, runt of a 'cet poked her head out of the red and green spotted egg shell, hoping to take in the friendly face of a parent or guardian. She waited. No one came to claim her as their child, so she decided to get up and move herself. Getting out of the egg was a pain, with short, stubby legs and a large, heavy tail she tried and slipped many, many times. As she finally pushed herself out of the eggshell, she spotted the squirrel. Being the tiny little tot of a 'cetling she was, she wanted to chase it. She growled, the normally fearsome sound coming out in a squeaky "Grrup!" Well, the squirrel was startled and tried to run, its feet thumping the ground but its body not jolting forward to any degree. Nile paced closer to it, confused by why it hadn't run. As the squirrel kept midair treadmilling, she noticed the tiny roots of a sapling wound around the squirrel's legs. She crouched down to get a better look, also noticing her right paw clenched tightly into a ball. Unclenching her paw resulting in the squirrels release, it bounding away, maybe never noticing in its tiny brain that it had been stalled for two minutes. Nile stumbled back, gasping. She had magic.
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Wood Carving: When living surrounded by wood, you need to do something with it, and living in the woods pretty far away from all other viscet society leads to the need of bowls, plates, utensils, and other small things you need. She wood carves to chase away the boredom and to make what she needs, pretty simple. Also, having no parents growing up, she has this little childish spot inside her, a yearn, and wanting, to just be a child again, with a warm, loving family, so she carves toys. Whenever some random viscet stumbles apon her cabin she loves to give them these little wooden gifts that she's carved herself.
Story Telling: Close enough to her cabin, is a small village of Viscets and once the younglings heard of the magical, toy making, tree 'cets in the woods, she was an instant hit. Hey, the parents were fine, they didn't need to hire a baby sitter! They children loved learning how to carve wood, grow plants with magic, and play with the many toys Nile creates, but what they loved most was her stories, they way she discribes events in such a real way your not sure if you could go a look up that event in a history text book.
"The Dragon Hunter"
By Nile
"Once upon a time, their lived a beautiful red and gold viscet, daughter to a wealthy and loving family, and the great friend to her younger cousin.
Res with her being a nymph
Gif: Above!
