[IceFire]

General Info
Chrysaora Basilisk are the prevalent equine creatures that inhabit the world Lucent. They roam by the hundreds, using their unique hooves to score the uneven rock and track down their most vital source of nourishment; evil. The relationship between Chrysaora and humans is a complex one. Chrysaora vocalize like horses, but are also thought to have a syrinx much like birds do and have been recorded displaying a variety of sharp, avian sounds. Their eyes layer over with a dark, murky black until their normal eye color pierces through in a great ball of electric light, radiating toward their victim's open eyes and paralyzing them. The Glare is able to stop both human and creature, and after a few days, unique to other forms of basilisk, the paralyzed being transforms into a sea nettle.

Owner: _Wolfgirl_
Name: Reaper
Gender: Stallion
Link to form: |link|
Coat Color: Black Minimal Overo

The story goes like this;
A human trapper had stolen many chrysaora foals and was selling them in a underground black market. A organization of people stopped him and rescued the foals, and are now trying to adopt them out. Each of the foals needs an experienced owner to love and raise them. We're counting on you, the members of the chry community, to give these babes a second chance at life.

Tasks:
- first encounter
- gaining trust
- first feeding
- free spot [make it original!]

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here you go hope you like hun and good luck

[_Wolfgirl_]

Thank you so much IceFire! He is just amazing!! I love him so much already!

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I shifted nervously as I waited in line at the Chrysaora Basilisks Orphan Rescue. My hand was clamped around my ticket, as I listened for my number to be called. I couldn’t believe this day had come. I had waited for this moment, a chance to train my first Chrysaora Basilisk. I had helped my parents train at the ranch and I had finally gotten the okay. Suddenly I heard it, my number. With a deep breath I followed a worker back into the stables after showing him my ticket. We passed stall after stall in what felt like an endless trek until finally the worker stopped. The worker passed me a small card and told me that my trailer could be pulled up around the bend for the foal before he turned and walked away. I glanced down briefly at the white piece of paper. It just had –Colt, Black, Min. Overo-. I closed my eyes and leaned up to look over the stall door. With a count of five, I opened my eyes. There below me was a small black colt facing the opposite wall. He had a fiery mane and tail that seemed to flow behind him. I gasped, he was perfect. Suddenly the colt turned around and I saw the markings. They looked like a skull lay over his face. His markings were just amazing, I had never seen anything like them. As I gazed at the little colt, I knew that we would be perfect for each other. I couldn’t wait to hopefully conjoin with the little foal. I smiled and whispered “My little Reaper.”

[_Wolfgirl_]

I gazed down at the foal, it was finally at its new home at my small ranch. It was crouched in the corner as far as it could be away from me. After looking at the colt closer, I could see that Reaper was too thin. I knew the first step to helping this foal was gaining its trust. I glanced out the stable doors at the sinking sun and smiled, I had an idea. I ran back to my house and grabbed a sleeping bag and pillow. When I reentered the stable, I decided to ignore Reaper so he could get used to me. I set up my bed close to the stall entrance and laid down. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. I don't know how long I laid there but suddenly I felt a puff of breath against my face. I stayed deathly stilled while on the inside I did a victory dance. After I couple more minutes I squinted my eyes open to see Reaper curled up on the hay. His back was pressed as close as he could get to the stall door next to me. I could see him breathing as he slept through the gaps in the wood. I smiled to myself, Reaper was starting to trust me.

[_Wolfgirl_]

I frowned as I gazed down at Reaper. I had tried to feed him three different feeds so far and he hadn't even glanced at them. Reaper needed to eat, he was too skinny. With a sigh, I turned around and vowed to try again in an hour. I walked over to the barn mini fridge and grabbed an apple. As I munched on it, I walked around cleaning up different parts of the stable. Suddenly I heard a sharp avian sound. I turned to look at Reaper to see him watching me with an intense look. As I moved I suddenly realized that he was looking at the apple. I took another bite before offering it to him, which he promptly snatched and ate. I grabbed his feed bucket and once again offered it, but Reaper once again ignored it. With a frustrated huff, I picked up some of the feed a stuck it in my mouth and chewed. I grimaced by swallowed. "See, it's not so bad." I told him seriously. Suddenly Reaper lunged forward and ate his food ravenously. I blinked in surprise, but on the inside I couldn't help but feel warm. This just showed how much he was starting to trust me. Little did I know that this would start a tradition, one where I had to eat each of his new foods before Reaper would even look at it.

[_Wolfgirl_]

It had been three years since I got Reaper and he had grown into a proud stallion. I spent almost every day with him, training and just hanging out. When had become inseparable. It was morning as I walked out to the field where Reaper was. I saw him in the distance, already waiting for me. As I approached, he stood still. Normally Reaper would come trotting up with a warbled greeting. This time, he just stared at me. I gazed at him in surprise, wondering if something was wrong before it hit me. Reaper was trying to conjoin! I approached him, my gaze never leaving his. As soon as I was right in front of him, I bowed low. Suddenly I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder and I couldn't stop the beaming smile. We were now partners, and I couldn't be happier. I couldn't believe that the little sick colt I rescued had become this amazing, proud stallion. I straightened and Reaper gave a comforting whistle before trotting over to the fence and snorting. I let out a laugh as I knew what this meant, he expected food. With a soft smile I walked back to my new partner, excited for what adventures we would go on in the future.

[IceFire]

Your baby has grown. Take care of him! Glad I got read read these cool stories about him and his handler