.: Username :.
Hello, I'm Firedancer77. I'm here to try and win a lovely little girl you have a contest for, as she has caught my eye.
.: Name of dragon :.
Her real name is unknown, she has never revealed it. She tells her friends to call her Starra, and strangers call her Secret.
.: Gender :.
Starra is a female.
.: Personality :.
Starra is a mysterious girl. She's here one minute and gone the next, never staying in one spot. She doesn't talk a lot and isn't very friendly- she seems to give off a depressed, stressed and/or a hurt aurora off her. No one knows why though. When alone she cries a lot and whimpers, and will often avoid other dragons. It takes a lot to impress her, and she's very prideful, hating to accept help and pushing help away when she feels it unneeded. She is short-tempered with a sharp tongue, and is snappish when angered. She will most commonly become angered at the mention of pasts, memories, or being asked about her past. Some dragons say that it takes a very determined, loving dragon- not in the "love love" way- to see the dragon inside. Others think that the dragon underneath rotted away. Either way, it takes a lot of effort to get on good terms with her and be considered a friend. But one thing is obvious- she is determined. To do what? No dragon knows. Maybe she just needs a dragon she can trust.
.: History :.
No dragon actually knows the history of Starra. She has hidden and buried the thing that is filled with so many secrets, so much horror, so much drama. She has tried to bury it beyond finding. But all secrets will come unearthed one day. It started on her birthday. She was a young dragon, and had a family. Her mom had told her to go outside for a moment, and that she would soon follow. Starra did as she was told- she was very young then -whenever a claw clamped over her mouth. A band of human bandits had caught her, and dragged her into the trees. Her mom didn't find out until it was too late. She was put in a crate and carted off. At one point, she was sold to someone to own. As a pet. But Starra refused to do as she was told. She didn't remember anything before her birthday. But she remember a mom...One day, Starra finally ran away. She had no name, or none that she knew of, and nicknamed herself Starra. She was determined to find the place she had been kidnapped from, and one day she did. But it was empty, nothing left. Starra, as a kid, had been loyal, determined, talkative, friendly, and a bit headstrong. This had ruined her. And so now, she wonders, still looking, and never admitting her past, because there's more to it than just this...
