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Irga

(#33249189)

Level 25 Wildclaw

Familiar

Snowflake Nymph

Energy: 0/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

4.99 m

Wingspan

7.12 m

Weight

689.04 kg

Genetics

Ice
Iridescent

Ice
Shimmer

Ice
Thylacine

Hatchday

May 24, 2017
(6 years)

Breed

Adult
Wildclaw

Eye Type

Ice
Common

Level 25 Wildclaw

Max Level

STR

127

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

Irga
Female Clan Leader
Always expect the unexpected
*Permanent Lair Dragon*
*Coli Team*

^Partner

^{best friend}

^{best friend}
^apprentice

General
Irga serves has head-female of the clan after taking over from the original leader and first founder, Thyella who became sick with grief over the loss of her mate Kazear, the second founder.

Personality

WIP

Story
Irga sheathed her sword in it's white and gold scabbard. She put on her pastel purple stockings and rose necklace. She went over to Gloomwillow's cage and unlocked it. The small bug like creature quickly flew out and rubbed it's head in Irgas paw. The dragoness just smiled fondly at the creature giving it a few pats before walking out of her den. She flew over the clan lands and into the training fields. The level twenty two wildclaw calmly flew over the easier fields. She only landed when she made it to the Golem Workshop. She knew it was risky going into the level twenty five area, but she trusted in her abilities. The only way to improve was to push yourself anyways, the dragoness though as she walked into the building with her sword out and at the ready. The dragoness let her eyes quickly adjust and she was greeted by the sight of Scrapmetal Tracker, next to it stood two Steelhounds. The robotic dogs let out vicious growls before they started to circle the wildclaw. The Scrapmetal Tracker stood in front of her while the two Steelhounds went to her right and left. The dragoness held her ground even while her muscles twitched with adrenaline and fear. The Steelhound to her left lunged towards her. Irga had just enough time to lift her sword and stop the vicious dog from taking a bite out of her. She threw the metal creature back and felt the other dog lunging towards her. She quickly whipped her body around and swung her sword. It collided with the hound who whimpered and backed away. Irga allowed a smirk to play across her face. She might just win this after all. That smirk was immediately wiped off her face when the Scrapmetal Tracker lunged and grasped onto her hind leg faster than she could possibly react.

Irga let out a bellow of pain as the dog bit into her muscles. She lifted her sword and hacked down at the creature. She got lucky and hit him with enough power to kill him in critical blow. The Scrapmetal Trackers teeth detached from my leg but the other two robotic dogs weren't done yet. Irga really wanted to just surrender and get her wound healed by her pride refused to back down. She lifted her sword as the two dogs stood where the Scrapmetal Tracker used to be. She shifted her weight over to her good side in an attempt to get rid of some of the pain. It didn't do much, but the pain did seem to lighten up if only for a second. The dragoness let out a deep growl hoping to scare the two Steelhound. She noticed the one that had swung at with her sword was limping and the one she threw against the wall had a few dents in it. Maybe she had a chance after all. Irga shuffled a few steps forward before she lunged at one of the dogs. She came down upon his with a brutal swing of her sword. The dog fell and tried to get up but Irga delivered one last blow, causing the creature to die in its spot. Irga went to turn to the other dog but before she could face it she went tumbling to the floor. She landed with a painful thud and nearly impaled herself on her own sword because of the Steelhound who had his claws in the sides of Irgas wings. Before the dog could do much damage Irga rolled her body and crushed the dog under her weight. She felt a new power flow through her as she emerged victorious. Irga quickly left the building before anymore monsters could challenge her. The dragon was able to fly home even though it caused her wings great amounts of pain. Once she made it back to the clan she was treated by a doctor. After that day some of her close friends gave her, her new favorite nickname, underdog.

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