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Can I have an Ikran?#10 Username: ElizaChikatta
Gender: Male
Requested traits: (this can be colors, scale patterns, eye color, etc. Can be description, or pictures or both.)
I love the design on
this one with the stripes and green eyes. Personally, I would like more stripes instead of the black covering so much like on the wings and following a stripe of dark color down her back more like a tiger. Using colors that are similar to this palette or these colors I'd like for it

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Toruk please!Username: ElizaChikatta
Gender: Male
Requested Traits: (this can be colors, scale patterns, eye color, etc. Can be description, or pictures or both.)
I love stripes, and I'd like a thinner/faded striped body with a head and upper half cover of thicker stripes like
this one except the protrusions darkening points instead of the spiral stripes. With colors, I love Red and Purple but the choice of what else is used is yours as long as blue and pink are either not used or very minorly used.
Striping and spot inspiration for himStory: (tell me about him/her. How did you two bond? How did her mate win her or how did he win his mate? Etc. Must be at least 5 sentences.)
Being courageous was not an easy thing when faced with such a large creature. Originally, Halema had heard about the sudden crashing in the trees she had not believed her brethren's explanation of a fierce beast falling nearly at their feet. However, when she walked into the clearing filled with half ripped trees and branches as well as a large form with colors faded from lavender to blood red that lifted its head with a horrifying bellow, she was inclined to believe them. Cringing under the sound, she was cautious when approaching. The form flailed about, flapping large wings that resembled an Ikran's and Halema's ears pinned slightly at the sight. A Toruk, but the blood and awkward angle of his wing had worry curling in her stomach. If its wing was broken, there was little chance of it flying again. So, she crept up enough to let it see her, careful not to flinch when it bellowed its outrage at her, the bright nature of its sunset orange crest intimidating, and ever so slowly, she crept closer to its side, pulling the meat that she had harvested from a hunt and tossing it close to its head. The food was regarded suspiciously and refused for a while before hunger caught up to it, and it ate the meat. Just the beginning.
It took days of feeding and careful movement to get close enough to properly set and wrap his wing, and weeks more for him to heal. Halema saw herself as lucky, being able to care for such a slow trusting beast and get him to trust her enough to take care of him. Even now, months after healing, he stays by her side in the isolated perch she had chosen for her companions, bring food and relaxing with her. Riding with him was an exhilarating experience, but few and far between. He preferred his freedom, and she respected that, as long as he continued to return, and she was assured everyday with nuzzles and company he would always
return.