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Makoatl Name
Eris
-- ( greek in origin, she was named after the goddess of strife.)
Makoatl Gender
female
Physical Description
Midnight black hair flows down her shoulders, coming to a rest on the ground near her paws. Her large violet eyes are hidden behind her straight hair, her long lashes lined with black. They literally glow with intelligence and curiosity. Her extremely slender, feminine form ripples with untold strength. Black finger-less gloves decorate her front-paws, adorned with silver armor. Claws are visible and partially retractable. Her pelt is primarily white with a grey-black palette trailing along her spine. On her back is a black dragon wing marking, the wings outstretched, symmetrical on each side. She doesn't smile, not yet anyway.
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Story
Rain poured down in strips, drumming against the roof relentlessly. It streaked down the windows, and collected in puddles, becoming part of a greater existence, a newly formed lake in the center of the street. The roads were barren, the plaza cleared. The air had the faint scent of chimney-smoke. The trees were bare and provided no shelter. All were in their homes, except for one, of course. If one looked hard enough among the fog that obscured the distant trees, they would see a shadowed figure sitting beneath the pouring sky, a sweet melody drifting gently around her like a fine mist, the words foreign and unknown to you. But one must enjoy things as they last, for she disappears along with the rain, and only the purest too. Many a man has tried to approach the mysterious maiden, but she always seems to vanish upon their approach.
There are many tales that have collected around this demure damsel. They say she was once a beautiful dragoness.