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[EVARHI]

EVARHI

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got nothing to prove -

evarhi niazai lingre
tanglewood



pronounced: (ev-are-ee)

general
male - aquatic draconic serval (albino, green, black) - 5 months - Regina Niazai x Bai Shi Lingre - no crush - no mentor

powers
none

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but don’t make me show you i got nothing to lose —

Foolishly, the boy wasn’t intimidated by anyone. Or at least he wasn’t ever willing to admit it to himself consciously. But he was threatened by those who had the things he desired most.

One of these things was size. The only reason he wished to possess such was to bully others around. Boss them around. No one would want to question someone they had to physically look up at to just speak to. He wanted to be top dog in every sense.

So when he saw the large tigon approaching envy did stab into his heart. Because that should be him. But it wasn’t. He was a damn kid. A fucking little kid that no one took serious and it pissed him off. He hated to wait and he had no choice but to wait for his body to grow.

He couldn’t even use his own wings properly! He felt pretty inadequate right now. He suddenly became more aware of his wings dropping and his small size. Instead of crying in self pity he wanted to smash.

“I know where I am. I’m Evarhi. Evarhi Niazai Ling-“, one of his favorite things to do was state his name. He was royalty and everyone should know it. But something caught him off guard. Some paw reached down and the kit would look down to see a paw pulling his leg down. How was that possible?

The noise was terrible too. His eyes widened in pure surprise as he opened his maw to snap at the leg. Maybe it made him more of fool to not be all talk. His need to act certainly got him in situations, but hey at least no one thought he was a coward. That was the worst.

As he bent to snap at the leg he was met with nothing but a mouthful of dirt. And he got a little bit scared, but he wouldn’t admit it. His wings flapped feebly in a instinctive attempt to ward off the attacker. But there was nothing there.

Then there was laughing. He stood up, his heart pounding. They were laughing at him? Nothing would get Evarhi more angered. He heard them coughing and he hoped they would choke on it. Evarhi was familiar with ghosts but it didn’t dawn on him that Beck was possibly paranormal. Simply because the ghosts at home couldn’t really touch you.

“FUCK YOU! COME HERE!”, he wouldn’t be made fun of. People needed to understand he wasn’t a joke.

He would attempt to charge at the cat even if a little clumsy, trying to snap at his shoulder

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