Emeline

E M E L I N E
A deviant rebel who only looks out for herself and the few who have earned her loyalty



W I S H L I S T

Bone Antlers

Apparel

An impressive set of antlers, but they probably aren't natural.

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N O T E S

Sianni saved her life once, making her one of Emeline's most trusted allies

She is very closed about her past life

She scavenges for most of her apparel and is very survival-oriented

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Emeline padded across the cracked, barren landscape. Her hood successfully shielded her face from the sun and her bird skull necklace swung with the rhythm of her walk. She looked around in content. Blood stained bones were scattered throughout the landscape and the stench of rotting flesh and disease slowly rose from the ground. This is home, she thought as she stretched out her crimson spotted wings to catch the sun. Warmth flowed through her veins, giving her the energy she needed. She glanced down at the footprints below her as she sped up to a loping gallop, hoping to catch up with the clan before dark. Watching the world go past as she ran, the air tickled her wings and pulled at them. Her wings slowly unfurled and immediately caught the wind. Using her hind legs, she launched into the air. Her powerful muscles rippled as she left the ground and ascended high into the sky. Flapping powerfully, she flew on while keeping an eye on the footprints below.

The sun was low when she finally stopped. The footprints had split up and became a jumbled mess in the dust. She scanned the landscape below her, hovering in midair. A group of dragons, the size of ants, caught her attention and she grinned. Finally! She tucked into a dive and sped towards them, the wind whisked past her as the ground became closer and closer. She flared out her wings at the last second, the sudden stop jerking her body. She landed in a crouch, scanning the situation.

The mirror pack silenced and turned towards her, red gleaming eyes glaring at her. A loud hiss echoed out as a large black mirror slinked out of the group.

“And who might you be?” He spat, eyeing her suspiciously.
She growled in response, “none of your business” she hissed, “all you need to know is that I want to be a member of your pack”
Several of them snickerd at her remark and the black mirror laughed hauntingly. “You?... Joining us?” He stepped forward, grinning. “And what makes you think you can do that!?”
Emelines tail thrashed. She stepped forward and leveled her eyes with the leader, “Let me prove myself”

The group laughed and snickerd once more. The leaders eyes narrowed “Be my guest”
He signaled to one of the members in the group. A large mirror stepped out, covered in dented black and red armor, and he hissed as he eyed emeline. She glanced at the large dragon and looked back at the leader, not hiding the surprise in her eyes. He flashed his evil grin once more, “and don't expect me to make this fair.” He laughed “Nothing comes fair to us plague dragons'' he added
Movement in the corner of her eye kaught emelines attention and she whipped her head around. A large body crashed into hers, knocking the air out of her lungs. She struggled to squeeze out of the large dragon's hold, gasping for air. As much as she tried to claw at her opponent, they hopelessly bounced off his armor. She frantically searched her opponent for any weak spots, but came up with nothing. She coiled her back legs and thrusted them into his chest. A loud huff escaped the other mirror and his grip listened slightly. She used this moment to roll out from underneath him and regain her balance. He turned around and roared in frustration. He lunged forward, but this time Emeline dogged to the side, but instead of running, she thrusted forward. She knocked him down and in the moment of entitlement and confusion, she managed to get her claws around his neck. She wedged her claw between his armor and pressed slightly. Realization dawned on him and he slowly stopped struggling. He hissed, frustrated at his defeat. The black mirror looked at her inquisitively and nodded. “You have quite some skill, you be of great use to me in my pack.”

She grinned wildly and let go of the armored dragon. Emeline couldn't help to hide the giddiness bubbling up from inside of her. She was part of a pack, finally, her lifelong dream, accomplished.
She looked around at the others, expecting welcome, but only got cold, hard, nasty glares. She turned to the leader in confusement, looking for guidance, but he too was shaking his head too himself.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..... What? You really think I would let you into my pack? Wow"
Emeline looked around, her mind whirring.... what?
He slowly started stalking toward her, making her uneasy.
"I give you credit. Coming all the way out here to confront me. What an brave little nature dragon. Looking to join my pack." He snicker once more
His eyes narrowed and he lunged forward. He landed on her and pinned her to the ground. She laid there dazed in confusion, too stunned to struggle. He leaned in and hissed into her ear "How dare you come into my territory and ask to join me! You don't have any place in my pack nor any right to call these lands your home! Go back to the filthy forest where you came from!” He pushed her over and jumped off, leaving long gashes cut into her shoulder. She shut her eyes as she heard the growls and hissed directed toward her and then the slowly fading footsteps as the pack ran off, leaving her. She curled up where she was at as the sun dipped below the mountains. As she drifted off into a fitful sleep, she silently cursed all of nature, wishing she was never born in Gladekeepers realm.


Written by me

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