by palmsprout » Tue Jan 22, 2013 1:29 pm
please excuse the crappy 100 and feather- i had no pen pressure :B
THATS RIGHT, ITS TIME FOR KIAMARA 100 <333

This guy is very special, here are a few facts about him
- He is 100 years old
- He never ages anymore than he already has, due to the mystical orbs he has
- He is blind, but moves around quite easily by scent and touch
- He originally had more feathers- but gave 5 of them to his grandaughter, Reina
- He is a shaman. He knows a lot of magic
- His mate died long ago- and he is never going to have another
- He is extremely wise- he has a lot more knowledge than most would if they lived this long.
- He bears the scars of long past battles
won by happy-stabby!!!
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by Kiesen » Tue Jan 22, 2013 1:32 pm
Name: Grennan
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One does not learn much by talking one learns by listening"

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Ever since I was a pup I have always admired the warriors that fought for are kind... I wanted to follow in their paw steps but now I regret it... I lost my mate fighting in a battle that lost thousands of brave Kiamaras" the Kiamara sniffles trying not to cry. He closed his eyes and a single tear ran down his right cheek.
He continued with his story.
"His wings large and black blocked the sun much like a Solar Eclipse the sky was lit with flames. He heaved and let out a flame that spread across the blood stained battle field I turned around to glimpse at the scene but all I saw was a horror I could never forget... Her shadow against the flame her fur flowing in the wind as the heat engulfed her. I was running out of breath I couldn't save her she was gone and if I tried I would risk my own life in the process. I dashed from the scene my pawpads burning on the overheated ground my lungs heaving as I gulped in the ash lingering in the air the smoke was blurring my vision. I suddenly stopped at a ravine filled with boiling lava I had to jump I took a couple step backs and closed my eyes they stung but I ignored the pain. I then ran at full speed and let my paws fly off the ground the world seemed to slow as the heat under my belly became closer. I landed on the ledge my claws dug deep into the ground I lifted my hind leg and pulled my self up over the side and gulped a huge breath. My helmet burned black as the ash covering my paws. My orbs started glowing brightly as I healed my self a relieving rush but yet I had the urge to turn around I stared off into the flames on the other side of the Ravine. I lifted my head and whispered to my self "You will not be forgotten" I turned around and continued walking.He twisted around and grabbed his helmet he slid it on his head "
Though this helmet has been here for almost 70 years it still fits like a glove" his old face lit with a smile as his blind eyes stared at his grand daughter.

I couldn't resist
WIP <3
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