Yachini
(#2283142)
Only the dead have seen the end of war.
Familiar
Skoll
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Energy: 31/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Male Imperial
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
23.3 m
Wingspan
19.61 m
Weight
9385.73 kg
Genetics
Sand
Iridescent
Iridescent
Orange
Shimmer
Shimmer
Maroon
Circuit
Circuit
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Imperial
Max Level
STR
126
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
59
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
______________Yachini______________
Clan Leader
Those bandages. Covering him.
Never show it; never show the disgust
Markings of his past failures, signs blazing for all to see
Can't see them, but there, always there
Silently judging, they know they know
A shake of the head. Calm returning. Stoic smile.
Don't let them know.
By StopTheBats
Never show it; never show the disgust
Markings of his past failures, signs blazing for all to see
Can't see them, but there, always there
Silently judging, they know they know
A shake of the head. Calm returning. Stoic smile.
Don't let them know.
By StopTheBats
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Dreams of twisting, churning limbs,
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Dreams of bloody faces, all are grim. Dreams of blood and shed and sorrow, Dreams of bones split to the morrow. Dreams of helpless, shrilly shrieks Dreams of insistent, poking beaks. Sounds of shattered, heart-broken wails, And anguish on these frigid gales. Thoughts of spinning, slashing sharp, Calling to an angel's harp. Pit of loss, spiraling down, Until, no more, Are these rust-stained grounds. by Whim
Mate of Thymara Brother of Aethos Comrade-in-arms with Anahera  _________________________ |
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The Day of Reckoning_
“Aethos, I am the leader here!” My loud, echoing bark silences his tirade. Normally I would trust his thoughts, but in this case, I am the one who holds the authority. I grow tired of his insubordination. He has fought me on this plan from the beginning, but I know that it could turn the tide of this bloody war.
“You WILL obey my orders.” My brother closes his mouth at last, his eyes narrowing in anger. For several long moments, my words stand unchallenged. Satisfied but not placated, I turn my back on his icy stare. I have no desire to mince words with him at the moment.
“This is wrong. We would be vulnerable.” He says frostily, almost too quiet for my ears to pick up. I can feel his frustration creeping toward me like a molten wave.
I do not bother turning to face him. “We will follow my plan, Aethos.” I reply in a cool monotone. “We attack at dawn along the Southern Pass.”
He stands in silence for several moments. “Fine.” He growls at last, storming out of my tent. I want to feel victorious for winning the argument, but I feel only a deep ache. There is no pride in fighting with my brother. I drop my head to my paws, rubbing my temples.
I need my rest, I think. Blowing out the flickering candle, I stretch out on my small bed of pelts. However, I lie awake for several more hours before falling into a fitful doze. I am awoken what feels like far too early. Begrudgingly, I roll out of bed with a pit of snakes writhing in my stomach. It is time to put the plans into motion.
~
The young female is eviscerated a split second after knocking me to the ground, her final cry tearing through my heart. I lunge to my feet, ready to meet my attacker. But there is more than one. They are everywhere. Panic scrabbles at my chest as my clanmates fall, unsuspecting, beneath the weapons of the enemy. Amid the wild chaos, I can cling to only one thought. The knowledge that this was my fault. What have I done?
Aethos darts forward with a wordless scream of despair as he rakes aside the Beastfolk that stand between him and the fallen dragon. He stands over her, lashing out at any that try to come near. His eyes find mine amid the sprawling fray, and in that one single moment, and I see the agony of betrayal fill them as he cries the name of the dragoness he loved. The one that he had not been able to keep from fighting alongside him.
His cry of pain slices through my scales and down to my core. The pit of snakes in my stomach sink their fangs in tighter with every beat of my heart. Oh, Earthshaker. It should have, should have been me . . . What have I done!
Suddenly I’m choking on the despair, the horror, as my clanmates fall like fragile autumn leaves around me. The Beastclan flood down from the cliffs like a rockslide, crushing our forces beneath their might .
Anahera falls under a squirming pack of them, screaming as they rip off her battle armor and tear through her skin. All around me familiar voices are contorted into yelps of agony and fear. I led them here! Leaping forward, I blunder through the pack of Beastfolk, shoving aside harpies and longnecks to find Anahera, my loyal officer. She followed me without question, and I betrayed her.
My anguish knows no bounds. I pull her from the fray, her unconscious body dripping blood onto my claws. “Fall back!” I yell, my voice raw and heartbroken. We cannot win this! I have to scoop up Anahera, laying her across my back. My mane quickly slicks against my neck with her blood. All around me, my clanmates run in response to my order, trailing broken wings, maimed paws, mangled tails.
But worst of all is Aethos, standing over the corpse of his beloved, snarling at his opponents through his tears. “Aethos, fall back!” I scream as they converge on him, a swooping and galloping and slithering mass of warriors. He cuts down their ranks, but I can see the blood that mars his once glossy coat. I can see his limbs shake with fatigue, but he doesn’t listen to me.
I have to give Anahera to another of my officers, one whose ear is missing, torn wholly from his head. Under the pain and fear, he stands firmly under the nocturne’s bleeding form and runs. I pray to all the deities I can think of and leap forward, lunging over the ground. I rush to the aid of Aethos, beating back the tidal force of warriors. “We have to go!” I yell at him.
“I can’t leave her!” He cries, his voice grating with agony.
“She’s dead! She’s already gone!” My eyes grow glassy with tears as bat aside a talonok warrior. Two more Beastkin take its place. It’s no use! This battle is lost! He hunkers down fiercely, his body forming a shield over her lifeless form.
Lunging for Aethos, I catch him around the midsection and begin to flee. He kicks with his hind paws, screaming her name over and over as I drag him away. I don’t -- I can’t stop. But beneath the blood and the fear and the anguish, one thought rings clear. I did this! _
“Aethos, I am the leader here!” My loud, echoing bark silences his tirade. Normally I would trust his thoughts, but in this case, I am the one who holds the authority. I grow tired of his insubordination. He has fought me on this plan from the beginning, but I know that it could turn the tide of this bloody war.
“You WILL obey my orders.” My brother closes his mouth at last, his eyes narrowing in anger. For several long moments, my words stand unchallenged. Satisfied but not placated, I turn my back on his icy stare. I have no desire to mince words with him at the moment.
“This is wrong. We would be vulnerable.” He says frostily, almost too quiet for my ears to pick up. I can feel his frustration creeping toward me like a molten wave.
I do not bother turning to face him. “We will follow my plan, Aethos.” I reply in a cool monotone. “We attack at dawn along the Southern Pass.”
He stands in silence for several moments. “Fine.” He growls at last, storming out of my tent. I want to feel victorious for winning the argument, but I feel only a deep ache. There is no pride in fighting with my brother. I drop my head to my paws, rubbing my temples.
I need my rest, I think. Blowing out the flickering candle, I stretch out on my small bed of pelts. However, I lie awake for several more hours before falling into a fitful doze. I am awoken what feels like far too early. Begrudgingly, I roll out of bed with a pit of snakes writhing in my stomach. It is time to put the plans into motion.
~
The young female is eviscerated a split second after knocking me to the ground, her final cry tearing through my heart. I lunge to my feet, ready to meet my attacker. But there is more than one. They are everywhere. Panic scrabbles at my chest as my clanmates fall, unsuspecting, beneath the weapons of the enemy. Amid the wild chaos, I can cling to only one thought. The knowledge that this was my fault. What have I done?
Aethos darts forward with a wordless scream of despair as he rakes aside the Beastfolk that stand between him and the fallen dragon. He stands over her, lashing out at any that try to come near. His eyes find mine amid the sprawling fray, and in that one single moment, and I see the agony of betrayal fill them as he cries the name of the dragoness he loved. The one that he had not been able to keep from fighting alongside him.
His cry of pain slices through my scales and down to my core. The pit of snakes in my stomach sink their fangs in tighter with every beat of my heart. Oh, Earthshaker. It should have, should have been me . . . What have I done!
Suddenly I’m choking on the despair, the horror, as my clanmates fall like fragile autumn leaves around me. The Beastclan flood down from the cliffs like a rockslide, crushing our forces beneath their might .
Anahera falls under a squirming pack of them, screaming as they rip off her battle armor and tear through her skin. All around me familiar voices are contorted into yelps of agony and fear. I led them here! Leaping forward, I blunder through the pack of Beastfolk, shoving aside harpies and longnecks to find Anahera, my loyal officer. She followed me without question, and I betrayed her.
My anguish knows no bounds. I pull her from the fray, her unconscious body dripping blood onto my claws. “Fall back!” I yell, my voice raw and heartbroken. We cannot win this! I have to scoop up Anahera, laying her across my back. My mane quickly slicks against my neck with her blood. All around me, my clanmates run in response to my order, trailing broken wings, maimed paws, mangled tails.
But worst of all is Aethos, standing over the corpse of his beloved, snarling at his opponents through his tears. “Aethos, fall back!” I scream as they converge on him, a swooping and galloping and slithering mass of warriors. He cuts down their ranks, but I can see the blood that mars his once glossy coat. I can see his limbs shake with fatigue, but he doesn’t listen to me.
I have to give Anahera to another of my officers, one whose ear is missing, torn wholly from his head. Under the pain and fear, he stands firmly under the nocturne’s bleeding form and runs. I pray to all the deities I can think of and leap forward, lunging over the ground. I rush to the aid of Aethos, beating back the tidal force of warriors. “We have to go!” I yell at him.
“I can’t leave her!” He cries, his voice grating with agony.
“She’s dead! She’s already gone!” My eyes grow glassy with tears as bat aside a talonok warrior. Two more Beastkin take its place. It’s no use! This battle is lost! He hunkers down fiercely, his body forming a shield over her lifeless form.
Lunging for Aethos, I catch him around the midsection and begin to flee. He kicks with his hind paws, screaming her name over and over as I drag him away. I don’t -- I can’t stop. But beneath the blood and the fear and the anguish, one thought rings clear. I did this! _
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