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Feather

(#12123792)

he/him

Ralph

Citrine Cave Jewel

Energy: 48/50

Personal Style

Apparel

Skin

Scene

Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

4.12 m

Wingspan

2.78 m

Weight

258.75 kg

Genetics

Black
Cherub

Rose
Seraph

Soil
Underbelly

Hatchday

Apr 08, 2015
(9 years)

Breed

Adult
Tundra

Eye Type

Arcane
Rare

Level 25 Tundra

Max Level

STR

129

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

none

Offspring

Biography

This dragon belongs to Stormheart (#140921). If somehow they are found in your lair, please send them back! They are special, and you will get a reward in return.

F E A T H E R
the Patriarch
Founder, head of the Clan, mate of Thistle, father of Cream, Chance, and Kria
enfp + sanguine

"Oh, hello! And welcome, of course, you look like an important guest.. what may we do for you?"

Feather, one of two founders of the Clan of the Arcane Storm. He doesn't show his face much to visitors, and many picture him being proud and strong, something to be feared.
They're always surprised to see the loving marshmallow that is our Patriarch.

"You don't want this life."

Feather froze, turning around. Before him was the god he'd lived to please, the invisible deity warping the energies of his world. He felt faint, legs wobbling, mind disbelieving. The Arcanist merely looked at him, waiting for a response.
"It's the only life I can have. The only life we can afford." He had a thousand questions, the one he wanted to ask the most being why he was being visited. He was unimportant, a speck of dust. But loyalty made him answer.

The Arcanist's eyes bored into his. Those eyes knew everything, galaxies of knowledge gleaming inside. "Are you sure about that? I know what kind of life you want, and I know you can have it. Ruling over others, taking care of them.. that's what you want. You want a Clan to lead. You're good at making friends, so it can't be hard to get the first members. And I'm certain Thistle would enjoy ruling, as well. She may not be as friendly as you, but she cares about others."
Feather looked down. What the god said was true. It was something he'd always wanted. He'd thought of ways to begin a Clan, but he always decided it was foolish to try. Even now he doubted himself.

"We don't have money for land."
"You have enough to get a small space in the Crystalspine Reaches. You'd have to do construction, yes, but it would be a start."
"No one would want to join us."
"Not true. There are dragons just like you, without a place to call home."
"How would we protect ourselves?"
"Train your dragons to fight."
"Thistle isn't well enough.."
"She's a natural leader, just like you. Maybe this is what she needs."

Feather relented. Everything the Arcanist said was true. He could do this. Him and Thistle, they could do this.
The Arcanist could tell that he had persuaded him. "Tell her. Get your treasure for land. Stay in the Starfall Isles for a while, let dragons join you. Watch your Clan grow."

With that, dream faded. Feather woke on the bumpy ground, shivering from the cold. He looked over at Thistle, still asleep, and smiled.
In the background, the creature smiled as well as it changed form. It would have a home soon.

Orientation:
Bi
Likes:
Fluffy things
perfect views
stargazing
mysteries
Arcane-themed objects
Dislikes:
Thunder
violence
being strict
Hoards:
Plushies

Birthplace:
Star Wood Strand
Lair:
The Central

At first, not many dragons can understand why Feather leads a Clan. He's impulsive, sweet, and childish. But he's also dedicated. He knows how to rule and he does it well. Feather is bold but calculating, cautious but optimistic. He can win over allies with quick words and a smile.

Feather is a loving dragon, enjoying spending time with friends and family. He has a good sense of humor and thrives on social interaction. Feather is that one friend that supports you and helps you without any hesitation, even when the law or risk of death is involved. He can be overwhelming at times, not being able to tell when someone wants to be alone. But at the end of the day, him and Thistle will get away to a secluded cliff and watch the sun set in peace.

Feather is horribly impulsive. He absolutely adores soft things and rocks, hoarding them in special labeled boxes. There is no denying he is a hoarder, but he occasionally gives away things he's gotten tired of. The only exception to this rule is.. plushies.
Feather is an absolute plushie fanatic. He gets them out of the trash, buys them from the auction house, and whenever a hatchling grows tired of their stuffed animal he will gladly take it off their hands. He has never given away a plushie and never will.

Feather takes Arcane curiosity to another level. He can be found in the oddest places just because "I thought I saw something sparkle, it was just some junk though." Sometimes he gets himself into trouble you thought you could only see in a comic book or movie. His adoration for mystery is contagious, leading to many rescue missions for other dragons that just wanted to follow their leader.

Loyalty:
the Arcanist
Mate:
Thistle
Children:
Cream
Chance
Kria
Familiar:
Ralph
Cat:
Ms. Fluffy
Friends:
Red
Angel
Enemies:
Isavar

Feather is my custom progen! He's probably my favorite dragon.

Gened with Seraph on September 26th, 2015.
Gened with Underbelly on October 8th, 2015.
Gened with Cherub on November 22nd, 2015.

139 dragons with his colors, 23 unexalted.
9 Tundras with his colors, 2 unexalted.
Only dragon with his colors and genes.
As of November 5th, 2016.

Normal length | Dwarf wings | Normal weight (small wings)

The Misfits
the word of Feather

I was born in a strict Clan. They told me to think and work a certain way, to be stone-cold and academic. There was no room for play. We had to prepare for the future. I hated it, I hated how they wanted to control me and make me what they wanted me to be. I always tried to escape my lessons, causing others to scorn me.
One day, when I was following my Clanmates around the marketplace, a gleam of white caught my eye. I shouldn't have noticed her. She didn't stick out, not really. But there was something in the way she looked that reminded me of myself. She didn't fit in either, she wanted something different. When I tried talking to her, she hissed and walked away. I kept bugging her until she relented and talked to me. Her name was Thistle. She had run away from her parents.
She was alone.
I decided then that I would help her. I told her of a place where she could stay near my Clan's territory, and promised I would bring her food every day. And I did for months. We talked more during my visits. I ranted about my Clan and she about her parents. Somehow, nobody found out. Or maybe they did and just didn't care. They had plenty of food, after all.
One day, the leader told me I was to be exalted. They didn't have any use for me, so I would be in the low ranks, the front lines in dominance wars. I panicked. I knew some battle techniques, but they weren't enough to keep me alive. Without a second thought I left. I fled back to Thistle, uncertain what to do with my life.
"We run away."
I looked up, tears in my eyes. "What?" I mumbled.
She was determined. Her four eyes burned into mine. "We put this behind us. We don't belong anywhere right now, so let's find out where we do."

So we did, and we traveled the Star Wood Strand for years, just the two of us. We stole food and weapons to stay alive. For a while we just explored the world, but after a while we got a mischievous streak. We enjoyed destroying things for no reason and stressing out other dragons. We even set fire to a small shack once. It was fun for a good while, but soon we grew out of it. Our lives seemed less and less enjoyable as time went on.
Eventually, we started getting closer. We were close as could be, and we didn't even notice our feelings. Every time we brushed against each other or looked in each other's eyes for longer than before, it seemed natural. It's hard to know when exactly we became mates.
One day, we decided to settle down, have a family of our own, at least for a little while. We found a small cave and had a nest together. For the first week or so all was going great, but there's a reason dragons say the Star Wood Strand is dangerous. The eggs started looking odd and sickly, and soon we couldn't sense any life in them. Thistle took it hard. She wouldn't talk, she'd hardly eat.
It was a month after that when the Arcanist himself- or at least, I thought it was him at the time- came to me in a dream. I'd always thought of having my own Clan, see, especially in my old Clan. I wanted a place where dragons could live without a strict figure ruling over them. The Arcanist reminded me of this, telling me to go after my dream. I couldn't deny my deity, could I?

Thistle didn't like the idea at first, but she warmed up to it eventually. We got the money for a small mountain in the Crystalspine Reaches and set out to find members before we made the trip. We met Crystalclear, who was trying to find a way to fly under the weight of his crystal body. Red, who insisted on joining and protecting us. Phyleas, looking for a gardening challenge. Angel, who had nowhere else to go. BerryCrunch, Sylva, and Jewel, who were just looking for a Clan and stumbled upon us. It was more than we asked for, and we were happy for all of them.
And as we looked out at the ocean before leaving, a thought crossed my mind. This would be my first home. I never really considered my old Clan my home, after all.

I finally knew where I belonged.

Ralph
Awakened | He/him
"Ralph."

Ralph is adorable. Ralph is sweet. Ralph never does anything. Ralph is adorable.

Thistle
mate

Feather and Thistle are close as can be. Feather understands Thistle's social anxiety and helps her in awkward situations. At the same time, Thistle stops Feather from buying 20k items out of impulse. A good match.

Cream
daughter

Feather's first child. Feather always supports Cream's endeavours, telling her not to worry about them. It doesn't really change much. She'll still worry.

Chance
daughter

Feather and Thistle found Chance abandoned as a hatchling. They took her in and nursed her back to health. Now she's lively and creative, making Feather proud.

Red
friend

Feather and Red are close friends. They hang out often, joking around and taking a break from their duties. Feather is bit much sometimes, as both share different viewpoints, but he's definitely a good friend when Red's stressing himself out too much.

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