Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2014 2:51:37 GMT
Fenella
AGE: 7
BIRTHDAY: October 28th
GENDER: Female
SIZE: Small, Medium, Large
RACE: Mood Dragon
NEST STATUS: Hatchling
PERSONALITY
Fenella is unlike most hatchling. Unlike most who don't have a care in the world she does. She is very shy and scared. She tends to keep to herself. She has learned the hard way that you can't trust anyone, human or dragon. They'll just stab you in the back when your not looking. Her scales change usually between black, brown, white and grey mostly. Which tells you what moods she is in.
Fenella hates humans but nearly as much as she hates dragons. She wants nothing to do with either species and she ran into one she would usually shoot a ball of fire at them than turn and run until she found a place to hide or she had lost them.
Fenella hates humans but nearly as much as she hates dragons. She wants nothing to do with either species and she ran into one she would usually shoot a ball of fire at them than turn and run until she found a place to hide or she had lost them.
HISTORY
Fenella was born to Turia and Shamir. The first two years of her life where pretty good at least in her eyes even if she didn't realize how much her father hated her. She had no siblings so she tended to play by herself most of the time. Shortly after she turned two years old her father took her for a flight. He said they where going to visit another nest where his brother lived. But two days into the flight he showed his true colors. He attacked her and knocked her out leaving her where she landed and headed back to his nest.
When she woke up the next day she had no idea where she was or how do get back to her mom. The last thing she remembered was her fathers hate filled eyes and his roar of anger before everything went black. For several days she flew around trying to find her way back home but with no luck. After a while she finally came to understand what had happened to her. She had been abandoned. Her family had raised her to hate humans but now she had another hatred which was for dragons not just her father but all dragons. And this hatred was stronger than anything she had ever felt in her life. Fenella began to believe that dragons where worse than humans. Humans may kill you but at least you knew they're intentions. They didn't stab you in the back when you weren't looking.
Her first year was her hardest trying to learn how to survive on her own. She found a large trunk and dug a whole deep under it but with the entrance hidden under a bush so if you didn't know it was there you couldn't see it. It quickly became her safe haven. And after a few years the floor of her den had a very thick layer of fur and feathers in one corner that she used as a bed.
For her first year on her own she only hunted mice, squirrels, chipmunks, small rabbits and some birds. Before eating she would skin the fur off the creature or pluck the feathers off to make a bed for her. She would clean them well in the stream beside her den before using them.
After five years on her own she has finally accepted her way of life and is beginning to be happy about it.
When she woke up the next day she had no idea where she was or how do get back to her mom. The last thing she remembered was her fathers hate filled eyes and his roar of anger before everything went black. For several days she flew around trying to find her way back home but with no luck. After a while she finally came to understand what had happened to her. She had been abandoned. Her family had raised her to hate humans but now she had another hatred which was for dragons not just her father but all dragons. And this hatred was stronger than anything she had ever felt in her life. Fenella began to believe that dragons where worse than humans. Humans may kill you but at least you knew they're intentions. They didn't stab you in the back when you weren't looking.
Her first year was her hardest trying to learn how to survive on her own. She found a large trunk and dug a whole deep under it but with the entrance hidden under a bush so if you didn't know it was there you couldn't see it. It quickly became her safe haven. And after a few years the floor of her den had a very thick layer of fur and feathers in one corner that she used as a bed.
For her first year on her own she only hunted mice, squirrels, chipmunks, small rabbits and some birds. Before eating she would skin the fur off the creature or pluck the feathers off to make a bed for her. She would clean them well in the stream beside her den before using them.
After five years on her own she has finally accepted her way of life and is beginning to be happy about it.
OTHER
Job- None
Family- Turia {Mother/287}, Shamir {Father/354}, Zebulon {Brother/3}
Other Characteristics- Fenella is still quite small at this time but will eventually grow up and become bigger. She is more muscular than most hatchlings her age because of the way she lives. Her body changes color frequently depending on what mood she is in.
Inventory- Furs and Feathers and a couple shiny stones is all she really has.
Family- Turia {Mother/287}, Shamir {Father/354}, Zebulon {Brother/3}
Other Characteristics- Fenella is still quite small at this time but will eventually grow up and become bigger. She is more muscular than most hatchlings her age because of the way she lives. Her body changes color frequently depending on what mood she is in.
Inventory- Furs and Feathers and a couple shiny stones is all she really has.
