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katrina

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don't be a fool, deception is a second nature to humanity.

frostbite

Arctic Hippalectryon

Energy: 0/50

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Measurements

Length

2.31 m

Wingspan

2.69 m

Weight

81.33 kg

Genetics

Maize
Iridescent

Seafoam
Shimmer

White
Runes

Hatchday

May 18, 2014
(9 years)

Breed

Adult
Spiral

Eye Type

Ice
Uncommon

Level 25 Spiral

Max Level

STR

120

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QCK

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VIT

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Biography

the eastern kingdom mostly consists of merchants and

old lore - a beloved oc of mine

i am free.

Katrina ♪♫

Former Matriarch
Calculating | Loyal | Strict

duude

"Not all roses are meant to be pretty."
"An open book with a torn our page"

Katrina had lost everything. Her family, her home, and almost her life. She remembered the howls of the past as she screamed, screamed at the world, at her failures, at herself until she couldn't scream anymore. But no amount of screaming could get her out of the stupid cage she was in. Of course, the most logical thing that one would do with a prisoner, is blindfold them, and chain them up upside down so they are disoriented and have no absolute idea where they are. How wonderful. She writhed, trying to squirm out of the chains. She was, in fact, a spiral... But no due amount of squirming could get her out of these chains... ever so tightly bound so her forelegs were bound tightly against her chest and her head was sandwiched against two flappy wings and the edge of her cell. And of course, she hated it.
Then they came. They tortured her, broke her beyond repair. She hated them, secretly, and plotted their demise. One day, her dream came true, in a horrible, horrible way.
She awoke to the scratching of chains as the bulk of the things that weighed her down were removed and a gruff voice told her to get up. Blindfolded as usual, she experienced the disorienting feeling of being dropped from her "resting place" and yanked up to a standing position. Her temper flared momentarily before she squashed it down with a small sigh, in which was followed by a sharp report and a stabbing pain in her side. She hissed, involuntarily, before her own tail whipped out, and a hard thump followed. Her blindfold came off and she was blinded--momentarily--and when she regained use of her sight, she blinked. The guard was knocked unconscious. She prodded his side. He was... quite handsome, really, but she couldn't care less as she snatched a knife off of his side and pocketed the keys. Then, as quietly as she could, she slipped out.
Screams, screams, more screams. Crying silently as she found out she was too late. Viciously murdering the dragon that had taken away everything, but not before her face was mauled. Hauling herself off the lair's walls only to be spotted by a lonely Skydancer, and a bloody Imperial.
Waking up later in pain, hot, searing pain. She was burning.

So: more about Katrina as my first dragon... So, from the top--she is literally my OC for every single thing. Like, EVERY, SINGLE, THING. I'm not kidding. I really like her character because she's so like me--or at least what I want to be XD No way am I that selfless but that's okay since I don't think anybody would do what she does :P So after saying all that, over all, Kat's just literally "my soul". I don't think she represents anything else in my life, but since she literally is the only person(i have imaginary friends, and Kat is one of them XD no maybe not imaginary but you get the idea. they live with me and don't leave me alone and i'm like what would they do but... i'm weird so don't listen to me :p) who fully understands me because I've had her living in my mind since the flipping sixth grade. I mean, that's a long time. Like, a really really long time. Her mate(Quinn) has only been around for about... less than a year. He only has been around since his dragon form appeared in my lair some late December XD But Kat was also(on FR) my first level 25, and I had an idea when I was obsessed with level 25s and was on a quest... but Kat... my dear Kat... I seriously owe you so much :)

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Katrina sulked. As she always did. She knew no one, and no one knew her. In fact, it seemed as if everyone avoided her, as if she had bad blood running in her veins or something. It wasn’t like she was descended from Voldemort or something. However, with all the looks that she got on a daily basis, perhaps she would think differently. Or, maybe not. It depended on whether or not she cared. Which she didn’t. So she remained adamantly stagnant on her position of “I am a stubborn a**hole and I don’t care what you think.” She was in potions, along with the rest of the Slytherins. Taught by the one and only Severus Snape, Snivellus Snape. Of course, she had already learned it all despite being younger than most of the class(it was a few days ago when she watched her father be dragged away by those goddamned azkaban guards, she still wanted to kill them all), and of course she was dropped here, “for her own safety and wellbeing.” Whatever wellbeing that may be, she was bored out of her mind. So bored, that she started doodling Foreboding, who was coincidentally only visible to those who have seen death, and those insane and paranoid enough to believe that such a thing exists. She sighed, glancing around. He was probably flying around on the campgrounds, startling the Thestrals and rousing the Dragons. Both of which are in his lineage. Such strange magic was bound to be afoot in such a creature like him. She sighed, and leaned her head onto her palm. Snape’s sneering voice snapped her back into attention.
“Say, you insolent, saucy girl, I see you’re new. Tell me, where would one go to find a bezoar?” he asked, almost certain that the girl would not know the answer. Kat narrowed her eyes. Though Snape may be a potions teacher, his questions sure were elementary.
“A goat’s stomach, sir. And we’ve been discussing shrinking potions--minced daisy roots, peeled Shrivelfig, sliced caterpillars, one rat spleen, adash of leech juice, a splash of cowbane, and Wormwood should do it according to my memory,” she said, smirking internally at the teacher’s expression. Snape scowled, and she was sure some students shared that scowl as well. Alas, did she care? No, she cared not. Others had no effect on her, and even if she had no friends she could always go and visit the foreboding forests, in which Foreboding resided. He was kicked out of school grounds after he startled a few players practicing on the Quidditch field. Katrina never understood why anyone would want to play Quidditch. All you did was throw a ball at three hoops and try to catch the Snitch. She could probably catch the Snitch in a few seconds. She closed her eyes, and then she noticed it. Or rather, him.
Enclosed in the far corners of the room, was the cloaked man who followed her throughout her dreams, and now in her waking days. It’s all in your mind. He was closer, stalking up the isles. Snape didn’t notice, nor did the table who sat underneath his darkened hand. It’s all in your mind. He was on the opposite side of the room, reaching up, arms elongated, for a corpse on the ceiling. It’s all in your mind. He pulls it down, and wrenches the head off, tossing it in Kat’s direction, blank eyes rolling to meet hers. It’s all in your mind. Doll’s eyes, fake eyes, glassy, milky eyes. Her fault, all those she killed. Then she recognized the corpse. It’s all in your mind. It was the beheaded body of her step-mother, killed in a craze of magical mysteries and bloody, bloody melees. It’s all in your mind. The hooded man pulled down the rest of the corpse’s body, and twisted it like a rag. Drip, drip, dripping comes the blood, dark red and thick. It’s all in your mind. Twisting and twisting until there was nothing left but a pool of blood in which the aggressor was standing in. It’s all in your mind, it’s all in your mind, it’s all in your mind-
Darkness, then she blinked. There was no blood on the floor, no cloaked man, no head at her feet. Class was almost over. Kat shivered, and glanced over to where the man was, and she swore she could see dark, pitless eyes watching her from the shadows.

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