by Littlelionsroar » Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:10 pm
I would like this Drake!
Username: WolfOfNight
Name of Drake: FrostWing (Frost)
Personality: Calm, very tense around others who she doesn't know, doesn't like to be thrown in a place she doesn't know, friendly once you get to know her.
Why do you want it/How you'll use it: A create charrie BioStory for her, and of course show her off!
Art (any kind, from digital to traditional to writing, whatever you are best at!)I'll write a story.This is the prolouge for her Biostory
Frost ran faster, her paws thudding on the endless ground. It roared. It was coming. 'Faster!' she told herself. It was nearly upon her, so close to killing her, the way it did her family. The darkness seemed to close in on her, drowning her, just waiting for her death stroke. The Amoxi stalked forward, a vicious beast of prey. Lithe as a panther, the pelt to match, abnormally long claws, four long legs, three tails each tipped with a poisonus blade, and long fangs, this monster came from the very dephths of the ShadowPlane. "I've finished off your family, and yet you still won't let me do you the favor of letting you join them. How sad....." It purred evilly. "But the game is up, and now you're going weather you want to or not!!" It's blood-red eye's flared as it lunged forwar, aiming for Frost's neck. FrostWing tried to move out of the way, but to no avail. The Amoxi's fangs glinted, and then-
FrostWing woke up in a sweat. She shook her head to clear the thoughts that were going through it. So many times she had had that dream. She used her tail to rearrange her nest, then walked out of the cave that served for her home. For the past few years, she had lived there and explored the area, memorising the area until she could walk confedently without fear of walking off a cliff. Although she was blind, she could describe the area even better than one who could see. She walked to the lake and went in, the cool water washing away some of her fears from the dream. Frost swam to an island in the lake, one of her favorites abumdant with mullberry trees. She munched on them absent mindedly as she though about what the Amoxi had said in her dream.
(That was alot of typing......)