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His horns are like glass containers with a red liquid in it that gives off an pulsating glow. Whenever he gets angry his eyes turns red and he gives off an loud shriek that may cause damage to other creatures ears. When he's shrieking at his highest it'll cause permanent damage to other creatures hearing. He himself is immune against his own shriek.
To get this male all you need to do is write a story where he's using his shriek ability. The text don't need to be long and you can request me to extend the end date if needed. If you don't want to write a story then write a poem, it still need to be about him using his shriek though.
Rules
1: All the rules of the species that can be found here
2: No complaining or whining if you lose. There'll always be more waegons up for adoption.
3: Don't steal someone else's text or poem, write your own.
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xoKyrana
Name:
Diablo
Age:
18 in human years
Gender:
Male
Story/poem:
Diablo stepped out of his cave, bathing himself in the morning light. He yawned, his large jaws opening as large as they could go. He snapped them shut, then walked to the others, nodding in greeting to each one he passed. He laid on the ground, busily grooming himself.
"Harions alert!" a Waegon yelled. Quickly, the Waegons who were doing nothing got up and stared at the Waegon who'd just called. Diablo grumbled, obviously disturbed by the news. He sighed, walking to grab his armour.
He walked to the tops of the mountains with a group of Waegons. He looked from side to side and surely enough, the Harions were there. A low growl sounded in his throat. He watched the Harions climb the mountain, some with ease, some struggling. He chuckled at the ones struggling.
It had been awhile, and finally, the first wave of Harions were with the Waegons, above the mountain. He smirked. It'd been a while since the last fight. A Harion lunged at him, heading head on. Diablo got on his back feet and clawed at the Harion's face. He watched as the Harion stumbled back, yowling in pain. The other Harions watched Diablo, but continued their fight. He helped every one of the Waegons as best he could.
Wave by wave, they never seemed to end. His team of Waegons were getting tired- they'd already killed so many Harions. He growled. Though he was angry, he wasn't going to kill his teams eardrums because of his roar. He quickened his pace, running to save any-Waegon who needed it.
In half an hour more, his team was almost wiped out. Only three were standing, two with bad wounds, already unable to fight, but were willing to save their home. He admired their bravery and willpower and loyalty to the homeland, but it wasn't going to do them good. Diablo let them do as they liked, for the sake of their pride.
Finally, the last of his team dropped to the ground, lifeless. Diablo let out a shaky breath. He couldn't believe it. He looked over at the other side of the mountain. More and more were coming. They were going to kill the Waegons, they were going to let the Waegons die in vain. He couldn't bear it. The thought hit him like a meteor. His anger boiled and he wasn't able to retain it. His eyes glowed red, and the liquid in his horns seemed to bubble and boil. As it did, it glowed red, bloody and angry, like his eyes were. The shriek that had been suppressed in his throat seemed to burst, and he did it. He shrieked, the loudest he could. Angry, frustrated, sad. The climbing Harions stopped, and scrambled to get away from the horrid noise. Those on the tops of the mountains cried in pain, slowly losing their hearing. The other Waegons had foreseen this, and already had protection for their ears.
As quickly as they had come, they had all gone, many with their hearing lost. Diablo sat by the bodies of his team, and stared down at them. They hadn't died in vain, he sighed. Diablo looked out to the open- the Harions wouldn't be bothering them any time soon, not just yet.
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His horns are like glass containers with a red liquid in it that gives off an pulsating glow. Whenever he gets angry his eyes turns red and he gives off an loud shriek that may cause damage to other creatures ears. When he's shrieking at his highest it'll cause permanent damage to other creatures hearing. He himself is immune against his own shriek.
To get this male all you need to do is write a story where he's using his shriek ability. The text don't need to be long and you can request me to extend the end date if needed. If you don't want to write a story then write a poem, it still need to be about him using his shriek though.
Rules
1: All the rules of the species that can be found here
2: No complaining or whining if you lose. There'll always be more waegons up for adoption.
3: Don't steal someone else's text or poem, write your own.
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