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Zebbie's Clan

"Remember who you are."

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"The place where all dragons are all accepted as who they are, and who they will be under one roof.

All hail the Wind Father!" Shouts what seems to be a young boy, standing on a rather large rock. The boy of a hefty body type came charging down from the rock, and began jogging straight towards your direction. Two dragon silhouettes formed into the sky and looked as if they were dive-bombing in your general direction as well.

"Oh no!" You shouted, alarmed and rather terrified.

A male Imperial sped and landed in front of you, the open terrain beneath him slightly cracked and glared at you with those red eyes under his bird skull mask. "Who are you and of what purpose do you have in the land of WindSinger?" His gruff voice had a foreign accent but you couldn't quite put it.

The boy kicked at the Imperial's leg and shooed him away. A mirror dragon with metal, amputated legs and dark scars followed close behind him. "Sorry 'bout that. Most of my dragons aren't too fond of people besides me and a few friends." The boy nodded apologetically.

Offering his hand, he helped you back onto your feet again.

"My name's Vincent. I'm the "founder" I guess of this place, and these two are the ones who keeps everyone in line." He gestured to the Mirror Dragon,

"This is Gallen Alucard, The First of the House, and also the lead of the Hunting Party." Then he gestured toward the Imperial.

"And this is the House's Successor, Muerte. Shaman, Voo-Doo specialist and the scariest jerk known to our territory." The Imperial only grunted and slightly smacked Vincent with the tip of his tail.

"OW!" He hissed as the Imperial growled in return.

"Sorry. Dominance in this place is a little .. annulled, at the moment." Vincent sighed.

Soon enough, you heard distant but a very distinct sound of wings beating against the winds, and that sound soon got louder. This gave you only a split second to panic partially when you were surrounded by dragons of all colors, sizes and adorned with various apparel on most.

"We, the proud Flight Descendants of Windsinger cordially welcome you to the lands of The House of Shohou!" Vincent spoke stoically, he nodded his head towards you. All eyes were on your being, from the small beaming hatchlings to the gruff Muerte eye-balling you as if you were his next lunch, to the rest of the House curiously observing you.

"So, how can we of the House help you?" Vincent's smile grew as the dragons looked at you with a more softer expressions aside Muerte who constantly mean mugged you.

What were you going to do out here again ... ?

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G A M E R

16 YEARS

A R T I S T

Name: Vincent

Nicknames: Zebrah, V (or Vee), Shohou, Cookie & Zeb.

Date of Birth: December 3rd.

"Where do you work?"

P A G E__O F__S P A C E

Hi there! Name's Vincent. Feel free to call me any nickname you'd like! (I go by a lot!)

I'm relatively friendly and the ever-so-often crazed, Hyperactive kid. Excuse for the lack of Dragons in my lair, I'm trying to find lovely Dragons to pair up for certain Breeding Requests I will be opening eventually.

Otherwise, just leave a comment or Message me. I'd love to meet new people. c:

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