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Bad Boy

nσw whαt єхαctlч ís α jєwєl mαnє drαgσn?
A Jewel Mane Dragon is a large creature with jewls on their foreheads and tails.
They eat mostly small mamals such as birds, squirels, and rabbits. The fur on their
back, hind, and front legs feel like the softest of silk and is pretty short. The fur
around their neck (Also know as their mane) and tail is very soft, fluffy, and long.
Jewel mane Dragons mostly keep to themselves but when they find someone they
like the grow very attached, loyal, and talkative. They're all slightly bigger than a
mustang but some grow to be as large as a elephant. All Jewel Mane Dragons have
jewels at the end of their tail and on their forehead, there's really no exception to
that rule. The jewel on their tail is used as a weapon in combat and hunting, while
the jewel on their forehead is used during mating season to atract females.

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(This art took me almost 3 hours xD Hopefully you like it <3 )


Dalek is a hardy,brave,rather spunky JMD to be exact.He may seem hard to get along with at times,but once you get to know him hes a rather nice fellow,and he has a soft spot for the younger JMD's.
Unlike Most others of his kind,Dalek happens to have lots of odd markings and symbols covering most of his body.His jewels are also red,he has one red eye and one black eye,and a wrist band around his front left paw with what appears to be fangs on it.What stands out about him the most though,is the fact that he has barbwire wrapped around his wings and around his tail,however this doesnt bother him like most would think,to him its just natural.




Dark Hour~
[center]Dalek started his life as any regular JMD, learning his powers, and living his life as a young JMD. But all of that changed one day.He thought maybe more JMD's and JMD owners beside Him should know this story,so here it is,for you.

Dalek bounded around His friends grinning playfully a he skipped past Leaves,the little female golden yellow and white JMD that'd be grown up with,along with several others.Today was a special day,today they were sneaking out an adventuring the Dark hallows their parents and elders had warned them never ever to go into.But of course,Dalek had simply rolled his eyes and ignored the warning.Rousing his friends ads his litter mate to come on the fun adventure with him.

Trotting down the twisting little raivine he and his friends slowly drew closer to the dark hallows,Rift pinned his fluffy ears,starting to become wary of the darkness that seemed to radiate from the area of dark and dead trees.he paused signaling for the rest of them to stop.He felt watched,and some what hunted,as if he was no longer the predator but the prey.

Without warning,something slashed inches away from his fur,the wind from the blast nearly blowing hims sideways,and he could hear his friends shriek and yell in fear, and soon they were gone. leaving him all alone. He dug his claws into the ground flicking his small tail around warily as he watched the shadows, waiting for whatever it was to come back,but he saw nothing.Something zipped into his side,knocking him off his paws and tossing him into the dust.he winced at the feeling off blood coating his black fur and stood up,not noticing the blood that gently dripped down his nose,shoulder,and back.Without warning barb wire wrapped it's way around his wings,tail and the crystal on his tail.sinking into his skin and holding tight so it couldnt be removed.

Dalek let out a roar of pain, trying to toss the barbed wire off, his right eye had been scratched by something sharp, causing it to turn bright red.He never did find out what happened that day,but after that he never was the same. His good natured attitude had changed to dark,daring and brave.His eyes were different colors now,and scars had formed where he'd been clawed viciously by the beast of the shadows. The barbed wire never had left his wings or his tail, and he'd forever be reminded of what happened that day. He looked up at the darkening sky with sorrow, would he ever see his family or friends again? a dark invisible figure loomed over him from behind, red eyes flashing,though it never attacked, and disappeared as soon as night came.

Dalek's Favorite Kind of Feather would have to be a peacock's feathers,especially the tail feathers,the odd paterns and markings of the peacock somewhat intriuge him and tend to lure him.

There is only one tree that satisfies Dalek completely,the oak tree and all their beauty and glory,able to grow to massive heights,and create wonders in nature.His favorite place to hand out in an oak grove,would be right here:

As odd as it seems,Dalek's favorite bird happens to be the parakeet,small and rather curious birds that sometimes fly up and sit on his shoulder occasionally while hes napping,eating,or just exploring,which has caused him to grow a liking to them.
Heres a picture of a particular pair that Dalek sees quite often.:

Another animal he sees often,and finds to be quite a loyal friend would be a wolf,however the wolf that he has befriended is a bit different then the other wolves that are occasionally found around the area.
This wolf also happens to have odd markings like Dalek does,and it's eyes glow at times.Since the wolf hasnt exactly given a name since his visit,Dalek simply calls him 'Nightmare' however,you will likely never find out why Dalek has chosen this name for the wolf,and if your lucky You wont have to experience why either.

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to take back Dalek if he is mistreated

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• Flirty • Bad-boy • Mischievous •
• Curios • Nosey • Rude • Cunning •

❝I give Dawnbreeze10210 Full rights to take back Asher if he is mistreated. ❞

.Username.
Falafel Pie

.Name.
Asher
Favorable or lucky in Hebrew

.Age.
seventeen

.Birthday.
27th March

.Zodiac.
Cancer

.Gender.
Male

Little girl, little girl,
Why are you crying?,
Inside your restless soul,
Your heart is dying,

Little one, little one,
Your soul is purging,
Of love and razor blades,
Your blood is surging,

Runaway,
From the river to the street,
And find yourself with your face in the gutter,
You're a stray for the salvation army,
There is no place like home,
When you got no place to go,

.Personality.
At first glance, Asher can be quite secretive, keeping to
himself rather than right out introducing himself to
the world. He will give nothing but a curt hello and
be on his way. You can hardly blame him for that,
though. Due to his past, he is very secretive and believes
that the world will take advantage of him at any
moment, so he often comes across as harsh. A solitary
guy, he prefers to be by himself. Although, when you
get to know him, you will see that he isn't quite as
much of the introverted dragon you may have thought
he was. He has a healthy sense of curiosity, and he
strives to know everything he possibly ca, and he will
do many things to ensure that. Asher is also somewhat
nosy, prodding in on other people's business to gain
information. Constantly up to no good, that's what he is.
Being extremely mischievous, he often finds himself running
away from a scene that he started. To add on to that, he is
also rude, not entirely caring about some things and letting
them slip. In case you haven't deduced, Asher is your typical
all-around bad boy, enjoying causing trouble and whatnot.
Even further, Asher is a flirtatious guy, flirting with females frequently.
To summarize, Asher is a flirty, mischievous, curious, nosy,
ruse, and cunning bad boy.
Made by Midnight Dragon <3 Thank you so so so much.

Little girl, little girl
Your life is calling
The charlatans and saints
Of your abandon

Little one, little one
The sky is falling
Your lifeboat of deception
Is now sailing

In the wake all the way
No rhyme or reason
Your bloodshot eyes
Will show your heart of treason

Little girl, little girl
You dirty liar
You're just a junkie
Preaching to the choir

By ~FlameFox~

.My story.
❝Growing up, I was always getting into trouble. That hasn't changed, at least. Its not the same anymore. You gain some things, you lose some things. I gained scars.
The memory is still fresh in my mind... ❞
A young laugh echoed through the clearing, and a dark shape emerged from the weeds. It rolled about in the river, and you see dark red sticks in its hands. A dark blue shape followed, laughing and prodding him. "Asher! Your not scared, are you?" Miro teased, shoving the stick in his hand. "Remember, when you light it," the excited tone dropped and seriousness flooded his face, "Keep it away from everyone. It will kill you." Asher shuffled nervously. "I don't think I should..." he muttered, but the pressure was too much and he did as he was told as his older brother passed him a lighter. A small spark shot from the fuse, but the silence. The two brothers sat for a moment, staring at the unmoving bomb, until, suddenly it shot off. Into the lake it went. The noise was horrible. A thunderous roar that shook their heads and burnt their ears. The lake ignited into fire, and so did the grass. It spread up Miros leg, and he screamed a deafening scream. It was the only thing louder than the roar of the fire.

Asher was in prison. He hung his head and cried through the bars.
His brother was dead, and it was his fault.
He always believed it was his fault, and he still does.

His eye burns with the light of fire,
and his scars will always remind him what happened that day.

Asher looked up at the full moon, he was now fifteen years old, and something had snapped inside him. It came flooding back. The memory, the pain. He needed to escape. He needed to be stress free and unwatched. So he did. He pushed out through the bars and flew towards the moon. A light reflected on his jewel and they had spotted him. He tried a different tactic, and began to run. His feet pounded steadily against the hard ground, getting faster an faster. They were catching up, and all that stopped him from freedom was a wall. It was lined with barb wire that reached into the clouds. they had him, or so they thought. But what they didn't realise was that Asher was pure determine, and he was not an animal to be caged up in a small room. The young dragon slammed his tail against the wire. t tangled round, but with a bit of struggling, he was free. As he pushed through the whole, it wrapped itself painfully around his wings. He fell, exhausted, to the ground on the other side. It didn't matter, he was free.

❝I don't want to talk about it. It ruined my innocents. I had never dreamed of hurting anybody. ❞

[NightGaze]

Might enter, depending on how hard it is :3
Heck to that. Go Falafel! -waves little flags-

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