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Phobos
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Info
Level 1
Imperial Male
Hatchday
Feb 14, 2019 (4 months)
Stats Growth
Length
30.63M
Wingspan
19.95M
Weight
7021.82KG
Genes
PrimaryBlush Jaguar
SecondaryCherry Rosette
TertiaryBrick Glimmer
Eye TypePlague Unusual
Energy: 47 / 50
Apparel & Skins
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
none
Familiar
Information
gotta rewrite this! he's basically a florist and diplomat that's very close with the crows and Safija. Drives Ilana up the wall, though, for reasons neither know. He's absolutely terrified of the dwellers, particularly Deidre.
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PHOBOS
plague's chosen
flirtatious + high-strung
"Put a quote, lyric, or other short bit of writing here. Don't make it too long."

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Even amongst such a violent, anti-social clan, Phobos has always held an interest in the fine arts.

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rly bad attempt at modifying it by me
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he's a florist in his free time. who would expect a plague dragon to love flowers and fashion this much?
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"once upon a time, there was a prince"



phobos's chest heaved as he stumbled forward, lungs burning. his claws scrabbled awkwardly against the cool, wet stone floor and each step sent a sharp, stinging pain up his leg. there was blood coating his left hind leg, turning some puddles a light pink, but he barely registered the feeling. the sun would be rising soon, and he had to-

behind him, a honeyed croon echoed from the shadows. the voice was high-pitched and breathy, as if the speaker had been running as well. "darling? where are you going?" phobos stumbled in shock, his chest smacking against the floor with a thud that made him release a strangled wheeze.

for a moment, there was complete silence. phobos hardly dared to breathe. his body throbbed with pain as he attempted to lift himself back up as quietly as possible.


KING


Plague Envoy

 
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