Character Name: Wander JaelAnne Durville
Age: Immortal
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Face Claim:Kaya Scodelario
Race: Dragon
Rank: Lordess, if it is not a problem.
Appearance: In her human form she is a delicate, gentle looking woman, but in difference to the rest of the world, she is only but a mere demon hidden with innocence. She is not tall, not short, but just right. At most, she exceeds to be "5,9", but nothing more, and she weighs to the least of 130lbs, which is considered average for the human female race, she believes. Her hair is rather long, striding in lush, darken black brown waves to the end of her back. The tone to her skin is an ivory tan, much like one would if they were never in the sun, but really its because she cannot tan as a dragon to be like others, sadly. Her lips are a soft, plump pair for a mouth, and her eyes are to that the same as in her other form, which is a light, lavender silver orb to resemble the petals of lilac.
Her dragon form is but a complete change, as it is her natural given skin. Wander's scales are to match titanium metal, and just as strong as it encases a majority of her entire body, head and limbs as well as to the very end of her tail. Her rings stretch to at most as large as a football field, for she is of the most largest dragons there are in the world, she knows today. Along her arms and inside her ribcage pools a striking electric jolting color of pinkish lavender, to what also flows through her spiked teeth and shimmers from her very eyes. At the end of her tail are large few spikes used for a defense against enemies and her claws are as sharp as a thousand knives.
Personality: Wise, straight-forwards, very kind, kinda stubborn when she wants to be, but overall a great leader if there every comes a time. She is sometimes distant of what really goes on in the world and tends to mind to herself when others don't care to talk to her.
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History: There's so much to say in such a little space, but in a basic summary, Wander was named rightfully after what she enjoyed to do - wander. She'd travel far and wide for all there was to see for she loved the feel of the wind blow against her skin and beneath her large, expanding wings. Her parents praised their daughters great abilities to that they almost could not withstand. The mere dragoness could not take the heat of being envied so much. In honesty, she did not really prefer her parents, or even anyone of her herd. They were all disapproving and only based their knowledge on those who obeyed and stayed consistent. Such a strange thing to think, is it not? Consistency was boring, she believed, and with that, she hugged her siblings could by and together her sweet lover, Acheron, took off into flight the night she turned one hundred, [in dragon years] to be with him forever and do what she most liked.
There they traveled across the great worlds, flying and soaring till their hearts content as the dragons they were born to be. But tragedy was soon to strike, towering over them as they couple were separated in a rampaging storm. Acheron yelled her name, "Wander, Wander, please return to me! Find me!" However his voice was a mere faint to the frightened dragoness's ear holes, clearing her vision as the winds burned them to see into the abyss of darkness to where she believed he had been swept into. "Acheron!" She called out, but nothing returned besides the flash of a clear bolt strike down into her direction. Wander's eyes widened with fear and she glided down to safety, screaming at the scorching pain to her left wing to where it had been struck by a devilish bolt itself. She cried that night for the absence of her lover, as well as the pain that rocketed within her side due to the storm's power. She quickly mended the wound with a few rough licks and a soothing rush of her ability to ease it back to normal, a scar to lightly fade across her wing for the process had taken too long. She'd have the scar forever to remember the foresaken night. Wander looked up into the sky with her lavender silver eyes filled with tears, calling out to her sisters and brotherins to come find her for their advice, but none had returned to her. They were gone.. and so was she the next morning for the rest of her life.
Example Post: The sound of birds calling to each other and pitter-patter of feet by what was presumed a hare across the ground made the ears of a tan creature switch directions towards the position of the sounds. Morning dew covered the grass in a light layer, evaporating into colorless gas that calmed the nerves of almost anyone. She trotted along the forest’s beaten path, exchanging a glance left and right to admire the terrain’s new suit of spring. The skies were clear, not a cloud in sight and bluer than the water of the creek. Never had she seen such a vibrant blue in the sky this season. Since the season of life came into action, the land had flourished into something not only beautiful but instantly welcoming to new members he wished to accept at the dividing line. It was always nice to greet new members and by how small the Bruin pack was, they would need all the support they could get.
The dragon tried to remain quiet with her actions, but trying to keep the sound of her feet booming was practically pointless. At least she could run fast enough or she would more or less die of starvation. The dragon released a defeated sigh, descending her haunches to meet the damn Earth’s floor. Her light colored tail curled around her side, tapping the ground impatiently for no reason at all. The goal she had in mind was to visit the creak instead of dilly dallying. Why she stopped she could not answer for she did not have a reason behind it. She could say she was tired but it was a rare occasion according to her that she would ever say that. Her decision was decided, and she began her journey again. Maybe this time there would be someone waiting for her, and if not she could always grab a drink before running back.
How did you find us?: Lunari Addunt
Crush?: Non-Existant
Mate?: Non-Existant
Secret answer: ~ removed by Princess Anastasia for the fairness of others ~
Age: Immortal
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Face Claim:Kaya Scodelario
Race: Dragon
Rank: Lordess, if it is not a problem.
Appearance: In her human form she is a delicate, gentle looking woman, but in difference to the rest of the world, she is only but a mere demon hidden with innocence. She is not tall, not short, but just right. At most, she exceeds to be "5,9", but nothing more, and she weighs to the least of 130lbs, which is considered average for the human female race, she believes. Her hair is rather long, striding in lush, darken black brown waves to the end of her back. The tone to her skin is an ivory tan, much like one would if they were never in the sun, but really its because she cannot tan as a dragon to be like others, sadly. Her lips are a soft, plump pair for a mouth, and her eyes are to that the same as in her other form, which is a light, lavender silver orb to resemble the petals of lilac.
Her dragon form is but a complete change, as it is her natural given skin. Wander's scales are to match titanium metal, and just as strong as it encases a majority of her entire body, head and limbs as well as to the very end of her tail. Her rings stretch to at most as large as a football field, for she is of the most largest dragons there are in the world, she knows today. Along her arms and inside her ribcage pools a striking electric jolting color of pinkish lavender, to what also flows through her spiked teeth and shimmers from her very eyes. At the end of her tail are large few spikes used for a defense against enemies and her claws are as sharp as a thousand knives.
Personality: Wise, straight-forwards, very kind, kinda stubborn when she wants to be, but overall a great leader if there every comes a time. She is sometimes distant of what really goes on in the world and tends to mind to herself when others don't care to talk to her.
Photo(s):
- Human:
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- Dragon:
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History: There's so much to say in such a little space, but in a basic summary, Wander was named rightfully after what she enjoyed to do - wander. She'd travel far and wide for all there was to see for she loved the feel of the wind blow against her skin and beneath her large, expanding wings. Her parents praised their daughters great abilities to that they almost could not withstand. The mere dragoness could not take the heat of being envied so much. In honesty, she did not really prefer her parents, or even anyone of her herd. They were all disapproving and only based their knowledge on those who obeyed and stayed consistent. Such a strange thing to think, is it not? Consistency was boring, she believed, and with that, she hugged her siblings could by and together her sweet lover, Acheron, took off into flight the night she turned one hundred, [in dragon years] to be with him forever and do what she most liked.
There they traveled across the great worlds, flying and soaring till their hearts content as the dragons they were born to be. But tragedy was soon to strike, towering over them as they couple were separated in a rampaging storm. Acheron yelled her name, "Wander, Wander, please return to me! Find me!" However his voice was a mere faint to the frightened dragoness's ear holes, clearing her vision as the winds burned them to see into the abyss of darkness to where she believed he had been swept into. "Acheron!" She called out, but nothing returned besides the flash of a clear bolt strike down into her direction. Wander's eyes widened with fear and she glided down to safety, screaming at the scorching pain to her left wing to where it had been struck by a devilish bolt itself. She cried that night for the absence of her lover, as well as the pain that rocketed within her side due to the storm's power. She quickly mended the wound with a few rough licks and a soothing rush of her ability to ease it back to normal, a scar to lightly fade across her wing for the process had taken too long. She'd have the scar forever to remember the foresaken night. Wander looked up into the sky with her lavender silver eyes filled with tears, calling out to her sisters and brotherins to come find her for their advice, but none had returned to her. They were gone.. and so was she the next morning for the rest of her life.
Example Post: The sound of birds calling to each other and pitter-patter of feet by what was presumed a hare across the ground made the ears of a tan creature switch directions towards the position of the sounds. Morning dew covered the grass in a light layer, evaporating into colorless gas that calmed the nerves of almost anyone. She trotted along the forest’s beaten path, exchanging a glance left and right to admire the terrain’s new suit of spring. The skies were clear, not a cloud in sight and bluer than the water of the creek. Never had she seen such a vibrant blue in the sky this season. Since the season of life came into action, the land had flourished into something not only beautiful but instantly welcoming to new members he wished to accept at the dividing line. It was always nice to greet new members and by how small the Bruin pack was, they would need all the support they could get.
The dragon tried to remain quiet with her actions, but trying to keep the sound of her feet booming was practically pointless. At least she could run fast enough or she would more or less die of starvation. The dragon released a defeated sigh, descending her haunches to meet the damn Earth’s floor. Her light colored tail curled around her side, tapping the ground impatiently for no reason at all. The goal she had in mind was to visit the creak instead of dilly dallying. Why she stopped she could not answer for she did not have a reason behind it. She could say she was tired but it was a rare occasion according to her that she would ever say that. Her decision was decided, and she began her journey again. Maybe this time there would be someone waiting for her, and if not she could always grab a drink before running back.
How did you find us?: Lunari Addunt
Crush?: Non-Existant
Mate?: Non-Existant
Secret answer: ~ removed by Princess Anastasia for the fairness of others ~
