Username:Darry
Name:Durge
Age (at most 200):77
Gender:♂ Male
Personality:Mysterious, loner, wise-speaking, majestic sometimes
Theme Song:Viva la Vida
Element:Phsychic
Attacks:Purple Fire (creates a small, purple ball of fire from the mouth that gets larger after it is realeased [the farther away the enemy, the larger the fire grows as it moves])
Visibility (allows the user to see heat-like spots that determines the enemy's weak points)
Phsychic Storm (the user expands the wings as wide as possible and shoots quill-like feathers from the inside that seem to magically form, then the quills pentrate the enemy where they are aimd)
Special Ability:Hover (the user can fly in air without using the wings for a short time, allowing him to use the attack 'phsychic storm' in the air)
Story:It was a spring morning and winter just ended recently. The sky was gloomy but the ground was blooming with potential life. Durge moved the large rock blocking his cave exit, yawning loudly in the process. He poked his head out and sniffed loudly before creeping outside. He watched the early hatchlings running and tackleing playfully. As Durge did what he normally did, which was lay around then practice his attacks, he noticed the sky becoming darker and darker. It was getting cloudy but late as well.
Just moments after Durge sniffed the air, he was attacked by an enemy and was sent to the ground. Durge, being the calm, collected one, immediately used Visibility after getting a distance away. He saw the weak points of his opponent and started up a Purple Fire. Durge wasnt fast enough and got headbutted to the chest. To avoid being attack again, Durge flew into the sky to build his attack. The Purple Fire was released successfully this time and hit the enemy. Lastly, Durge switched to using his ability, Hover, so he could use his wings for the Phsychic Storm. Soon enough, the opponent went off running and Durge was praised by the others who secretly watched in fear.


